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Wooderson: I've been thinkin about gettin back in school, though, man.

Dawson: [[w:junior college|J.C.] What, like, ] or something like that?

Wooderson: Yeah, man, that's where all the girls are, right? But I'd just as soon keep workin', though, keep a little change in my pocket. Better than listenin to some dipshit, doesn't know what the hell he's talkin about, anyway!

Dawson: I know what you're talkin about, man!

Wooderson: [to Mitch] So, you're a freshman, right? Tell me, man, how's this year's crop of freshman chicks lookin this year?

Dawson: Wood, you're gonna go to jail very soon, man!

Wooderson: Naw, man. That's what I like about these high school girls; I get older, they stay the same age.

Dawson: Yes, they do.

Wooderson: Yes, they do.

Wooderson: Say, man, you got a joint?

Mitch: Ah no, not on me, man.

Wooderson: It'd be a lot cooler if you did.

Tip Tucker: You don't do that to me! You don't do that to Tip Tucker and his Tip-Top Trucking!

Roger Sherman Baldwin: Cinque describes the cold-blooded murder of a significant portion of the people on board the Tecora. Mr Holabird sees this as a paradox. Do you, sir?

Captain Fitzgerald: Often when slavers are intercepted, or believe they may be, they simply throw all their prisoners over board and thereby rid themselves of the evidence of their crime.

Roger Sherman Baldwin: Drown hundreds of people?

Captain Fitzgerald: Yes.

William S. Holabird: It hardly seems a lucrative business to me, this slave trading. Going to all that trouble, rounding everybody up, only to throw them all overboard.

Captain Fitzgerald: No, it's very lucrative.

Roger Sherman Baldwin: If only we could corroborate Cinque's story somehow with evidence of some kind.

Captain Fitzgerald: The inventory. If you look, there's a notation made on May tenth, correcting the number of slaves on board, reducing their number by fifty.

Roger Sherman Baldwin: What does that mean?

Captain Fitzgerald: Well, if you look at it in conjunction with Cinque's testimony, I would say that it means this: The Tecora crew have greatly underestimated the amount of provisions required for their journey, and solved the problem by throwing fifty people overboard.

William S. Holabird: I am looking at the same inventory, Captain, and I am sorry, I don't see where it says, Today we threw fifty slaves overboard', on May tenth or any other day.

Captain Fitzgerald: As, of course, you would not.

William S. Holabird: I do see that the cargo weight changed. They reduced the poundage, I see. But that is all.

Captain Fitzgerald: It's simple, ghastly arithmetic.

William S. Holabird: Well, for you, perhaps. I may need a quill and parchment, and a better imagination.

Captain Fitzgerald: And what poundage do you imagine the entry may refer to, sir? A mast and sails perhaps?

Roger Sherman Baldwin: On the other hand, let's say they aren't slaves. If they aren't slaves, in which case they were illegally acquired, weren't they? Forget mutiny, forget piracy, forget murder and all the rest. Those are subsequent irrelevant occurrences. Ignore everything but the pre-eminent issue at hand. The wrongful transfer of stolen goods. Either way, we win.

Lewis Tappan: Sir, this war must be waged on the battlefield of righteousness.

Roger Sherman Baldwin: The what?

Amistad Slave 1: [in Mende] He reminds me of that Fula of Baoma, you know the one who hires himself to scrape elephant dung from the crop rows.

Amistad Slave 2: [in Mende] A dung-scraper might be just the kind of man we need right now.

Roger Sherman Baldwin: [point to a map] Here, Africa? Is this where you're from? A-fri-ca?

Vilmer: What are you gonna do? Shoot me?

Jenny: Yeah... if you try something.

Vilmer: [Slicing his chest with a razor] What if I do this?

Vilmer: Are we having a party or what? Here we go!

Jenny: No, you can't do that! She has nothing to do with this!

Vilmer: [lights match; lights Heather on fire, Jenny screams] That doesn't matter. Fire in the hole! BURN! BURN! BURN! BUUUUURN! BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURN!

Darla: [puts Heather out with a fire extinguisher] Now why'd you have to do that? You know I can never get that smell outta my clothes.

Sean: [scared] What are you gonna do?

Vilmer: Well, first, I'm gonna kill you. It ain't no fuckin biggie.

Vilmer: Of course, it's different for every individual.

Sean: Is he gonna be okay?

Vilmer: The boy's dead.

Sean: No, he's not. He just passed out.

Vilmer: I said he's dead.

Sean: But he was just talking, like, talking in his sleep.

Vilmer: [snaps the victim's neck] Is that right? Well... He's dead now.

Tripp: You're all getting what you wanted. Paula, you don't have to pretend to like me any more. And, Mom, Dad, you wanted me out of the house. I'm out.

Tripp: And the thing is, Mom, Dad, I've lived upstairs since I was three, and it's been great.

Tripp: Cause it's going to take a stick of dynamite to get me out of my parents house.

Tripp: Shut up, dude! Don't help him!

Denton Van Zan: We have paid a terrible price, and now we've got a chance to make a difference. We will.

Denton Van Zan: You see, they have great vision during the day, and even better vision at night. But in the failing light, they can't focus. Magic hour.

Denton Van Zan: Look out that window, Eden isn't burning. It's burnt.

Denton Van Zan: Envy the country that has heroes, huh?! I say pity the country that needs em. What are you celebrating? One dragon down, three men dead? Oh, yeah. At that rate, we might just be getting somewhere in about 320 years. Is that what you want? You want a little accommodation? Nuh-uh. These beasts live on ash. They feed on death. There's no middle ground... not for them, not for us. And sure as hell not for my men who died out there today. But you go ahead. Have your little... soiree. Personally, you disgust me.

Dallas: [about The Kid] He's young, good looking...

Mike: He can't dance for sure.

Dallas: He can't dance for shit, but that is teachable.

Dallas: Will you welcome to the stage, the one, the only... Magic Mike!

Dallas: [to The Kid] You are the husband they never had! You are that dreamboat guy that never came along!

Dallas: [smiles] Fact is, the law says you cannot touch! But I think I see a lotta lawbreakers up in this house tonight...

Mud: We got the boat in the water.

Ellis: You did?

Mud: Just now. Smooth sailin’ from here on out.

Ellis: Good.

Mud: Wish you coulda seen it.

Ellis: Me too.

Mud: Didn’t feel right leavin’ town without sayin’ goodbye.

Ellis: I’m sorry ‘bout what I said.

Mud: No. No. You were right to be mad. You were right about a lot of things. I’m the one that’s sorry. I shoulda never gotten ya’ll into all this. I just didn’t see any other way around it. But I couldn’t leave without you knowin’ I never lied about being your friend. I never lied about that.

Ellis: I know.

Mud: I don’t traffic in the truth too often. But I did love her. I do love her.

Ellis: She loves you too. She said it.

Mud: I just made mistakes. We both did. This is a hard life to keep up with. You can’t blame her for gettin’ tired of tryin’.

Ellis: My dad says you can’t count on women lovin’ you. He says you can’t trust it.

Mud: That’s not true. Don’t judge your life on all of our mistakes. You’ll make plenty mistakes of your own, no need takin’ on everybody else’s. You’re a good man Ellis. If you find a girl half as good, you’ll be all right.

Ellis: You’re a good man too Mud.

Mud: [smiling] No. I’m not. But maybe from here on out I can be...

Mud: What’d she...

Ellis: You’re a liar. Makin’ two kids run around doin’ work you’re too scared to do yourself. Makin’ me tell her it’s over ‘cause you’re too scared to do it yourself. You said you loved her and you lied. You gave up on her and she gave up on you just like everybody else. I trusted you. Bonfires and crosses. Wolf’s eye bullshit.

Ellis: EVERYTHING YOU’VE TOLD ME WAS A LIE! You never cared about her. You never cared about us. Not like you said. Not enough to matter. You used us.

Mud: Come on Ellis.

Ellis: You made me a thief!

Ellis: The girl you’re waitin’ on, she’s your girlfriend?

Mud: Juniper. Yeah.

Elis: How’d you meet her?

Mud: We grew up together.

Ellis: Do you love her?

Mud: I do. The first time I saw her was on this river. Just up from here. She saved my life.

Ellis: From the snake bite.

Mud: That’s right. I was younger than you are now, but when I came to in the hospital and she was there, it was like the world split open, came back together new. Everything changed. I knew from then on I’d do anything for her.

Ellis: Why aren’t ya’ll married?

Mud: I’ve asked. Several times. Marriage just doesn’t work for some people.

Ellis: My dad says my parents may be gettin’ a divorce.

Mud: I’m sorry to hear that.

Ellis: If it happens, and my mom moves us off the river, they say the government can come take our boat away.

Mud: Who says that?

Ellis: Everybody. They passed a law so you can’t sell your boat. Can’t rent it. If the owner leaves, they got you. Game and Fish want ‘em off the river.

Mud: I’ve never been one to trust the government on matters of personal property, but if your parents love each other, there’s always a chance.

Neckbone: I hate snakes.

Mud: [He fetches a length of rope out of the duffel bag and tosses it to Neckbone.] That’s because God made them for us to fear. It’s a thing we knew to be afraid of before we even got into this world. Cherokee would wrap snake skin around their pregnant women’s bellies. Induce labor, scare the child out. Here. Set that ‘round your bed at night. Snake won’t cross braided rope.

Neckbone: [nods to Mud’s snake tattoo] Thanks. So what’s that for then?

Mud: A reminder. Don’t get bit. I was 10, swimmin’ ‘bout a mile up from here. Me and Juniper. Sonofabitch swam right up under me, bit me just below the armpit. June got me out, got me to a clinic. Doctor said I shoulda been dead in twenty minutes. Took us an hour just to get back to town.

Neckbone: What’d they do?

Mud: [Mud shows the tattoo on top of his right hand. He points out the two cotton blossoms bulging from the snake’s mouth.] Gave me antivenom. For a cotton mouth. See here. Problem with antivenom is they can only give it to you once. It’s made from horse blood. Your body would reject it a second time. The cure ends up being more dangerous than the poison.

Ellis: What happens if you get bit again?

Mud: I die, or just sweat it out.

Mud: I like you two. You remind me of me. And seeing how you boys are from Arkansas and we know some people and sounds like we all from the same place I'd say we can make a deal here about somethin'.

Ellis: A deal for what?

Mud: Food. Food for a boat.

Neckbone: This guy's a bum Ellis. Come on.

Ellis: Why don't you go get your own food?

Mud: I would if I could, but I told somebody I’d meet ‘em here. So I’m stuck for now and what I got’s runnin’ low.

Neckbone: He's a bum Ellis, let’s go.

Mud: I'm no bum. I got money. You can call me a hobo ‘cause a hobo’ll work for his living and you can call me homeless ‘cause that’s true for now, but if you call me a bum again I'll have to teach you somethin about respect that your daddy never did.

Mud: There are fierce powers at work in the world, boys. Good, evil, poor luck, best luck. As men, we've got to take advantage where we can.

Richard Barkley: Mr Woodroof, I'm afraid that you're nothing more than a common drug dealer, so if you'll excuse us...

Ron Woodroof: Oh, I'm the drug dealer? No, you're the fuckin drug dealer. I mean, goddamn, people are dyin'. And y'all are up there afraid that we're gonna find an alternative without you.

Ron Woodroof: Guess who's going to Mexico, lookin for a hot date?

Dr. Eve Saks: Do I look like someone who takes vacations?

Ron Woodroof: A little tequila, sunshine and tacos never hurt anybody.

Dr. Sevard: You don't know what the drugs are. He's got HIV...

Tucker: [surprised] Woodruff?

Ron Woodroof: AIDS... I got AIDS. Won't you come in, join the party.

Rayon: This guy says that the Florida Buyers Club is cheaper.

Ron Woodroof: Well then, tell him to go back to the FUCKIN SUNSHINE STATE!

Rayon: I'm Rayon.

Ron Woodroof: Congratulations... fuck off and go back to your bed.

Ron Woodroof: I don't want a nurse. I want a doctor. I want a goddamn doctor now!

Dr. Eve Saks: Well, how can I help you?

Ron Woodroof: You fucking deaf, lady? Hmm?

Dr. Eve Saks: No, I'm a fucking doctor.

Ron Woodroof: Welcome to the Dallas Buyers Club!

Ron Woodroof: Sometimes I feel like I'm fighting for a life I ain't got time to live.

Ron Woodroof: Would you stop starin at her tits, Rayon, you're startin to look normal.

Ron Woodroof: Watch what you eat and who you eat.

Ron Woodroof: I swear it, Ray, God sure was dressin the wrong doll when he blessed you with a set of balls.

Ron Woodroof: That shit is purer than a preacher daughter's pussy, right there.

Ron Woodroof: Let me give y'all a little news flash. There ain't nothin out there can kill fuckin Ron Woodroof in 30 days.

Palmer Joss: By doing this, you're willing to give your life, you're willing to die for it. Why?

Ellie Arroway: For as long as I can remember, I've been searching for something, some reason why we're here. What are we doing here? Who are we? If this is a chance to find out even just a little part of that answer... I don't know, I think it's worth a human life. Don't you?

Palmer Joss: What I'm asking is... are we happier, as a human race? Is the world fundamentally a better place because of science and technology? We shop at home, we surf the Web, and at the same time we feel emptier, lonelier, and more cut off from each other than at any other time in human history...

Mickey Haller: I tell you what Eddie, how about I do this one for free?

Earl Briggs: Are you sure you're feeling all right?

Mickey Haller: Repeat customers, Earl. We'll stick it to em next time...

Mickey Haller: [sitting on Maggie's front porch as Louis approaches him] Hello, Louis. My family's here.

Louis Roulet: I know.

Mickey Haller: You bring your knife? My gun?

Louis Roulet: Maybe.

Mickey Haller: [pulls his new gun out of his coat pocket] Good. Cause I brought this. You've got one chance to turn around and leave.

Louis Roulet: [stepping closer] And then what? You gonna keep coming back every night? Every day? Or just try to get me sent up to San Quentin like Jesus Martinez?

Mickey Haller: No. I'm not quitting until Martinez is free and you're convicted of murder. And when that needle goes in your arm, that will be me.

Louis Roulet: Well, why don't you just shoot me right now?

Mickey Haller: [looks out towards the street] I don't think I'll have to.

Louis Roulet: [turns around] Hey!

Louis Roulet: That's my car!

Biker: It's Louis car, man!

Biker: Come on, now. Get him up. Get up!

Mickey Haller: Hospital, not the morgue.

Mickey Haller: Maggie, you know what I used to be afraid oF?

Maggie McPherson: Yeah, me.

Mickey Haller: That I wouldn't recognize innocence. That it would be right there in front of me, and I just wouldn't see it.

Maggie McPherson: Yeah...

Mickey Haller: I'm not talking about guilty or not guilty; just, just innocence. Know what I'm afraid of now?

Mickey Haller: Evil. Pure Evil.

Louis Roulet: [sitting casually in Mick's home office] If you're wondering how I got in, I'm in real estate, so if I want to get into a friend's house...

Mickey Haller: No, we're not friends. You're my client. And I'm your lawyer.

Louis Roulet: My lawyer. See, that's exactly what I wanted to remind you of. I'm about to go on trial, and yet I couldn't reach you. Now I find out where you were all day. Heard you tell Maggie.

Mickey Haller: You shit.

Louis Roulet: You went to see Jesus Martinez. And I know what you talked about: Donna Renteria. You're right, Mick. I killed her. There. No reason I shouldn't tell my own lawyer since it's all confidential. Attorney-client privilege. Isn't that what you told me?

Mickey Haller: It's time for you to go, Louis.

Louis Roulet: Alright.

Louis Roulet: That's a cute picture of your daughter Hayley. She's very pretty. She's got soccer practice tomorrow, right?

Mickey Haller: Don't.

Louis Roulet: Don't what?

Mickey Haller: You think you're the first client to threaten me and my family? Huh?

Louis Roulet: All I said was she's pretty.

Mickey Haller: Are you scared, Louis? Because where you are right now, you're in a very dangerous place.

Frank Levin: [looking out of top floor window] You're so vain. Nobody would care if you killed yourself.

Mickey Haller: It'd look cool. What do you think the last thing to go through your mind would be?

Frank Levin: Your asshole.

Mickey Haller: Yeah.

Frank Levin: Jesus, Mick, are you starting to think Louis is innocent?

Mickey Haller: He just might be. Besides, you know what my father always said about an innocent client.

Frank Levin: No, I've never heard this. Hi...

Maggie McPherson: He said there's no client as scary as an innocent man'.

Mickey Haller: That's right. Cos if you screw up and he goes to prison... You're never gonna be able to live with yourself.

Eddie Vogel: You really shoot your client's mother?

Mickey Haller: Damn right I did. She shot me first.

Eddie Vogel: Counsellor?

Mickey Haller: Eddie, we had a deal. Either you pay me, or go with a public defender.

Eddie Vogel: How bout five grand?

Mickey Haller: Ten.

Eddie Vogel: Ain't you gonna count it?

Mickey Haller: I just did.

Mickey Haller: When do you retire, Lankford?

Detective Lankford: When do I retire?

Mickey Haller: Yeah.

Detective Lankford: Eighteen months. Why?

Mickey Haller: I wanna make sure I show up the next morning so I can kick your ass.

Earl Briggs: You know what? You would've done all right on the streets.

Mickey Haller: Shit. Where do you think I am, Earl?

Mickey Haller: I checked the list of people I trust and your name ain't on it.

Dirk Pitt: [to Eva as Al, Dirk and Eva are being pursued in Kazim's car] I hope you don't throw like a girl!

Mark Hanna: The name of the game; move the money from the client's pocket into your pocket.

Jordan: Right. But, if you can make your clients money at the same time it's advantageous to everyone, correct?

Mark Hanna: [[w:Warren Buffett|Warren Buffett; [w:Jimmy Buffett|Jimmy Buffett] No. Number one rule of Wall Street: Nobody - I don't care if you're ] or ] - Nobody knows if the stock's going to go up, down, sideways, or in fucking circles, least of all stockbrokers. It's all a Fugazzi. You know what a Fugazzi is?

Jordan: It's, uh... "Fugazi", it's a fake...

Mark Hanna: [whistles] Fugazi, Fugazzi. It's a wazzy, it's a woozy. It's fairy dust. It doesn't exist. It's Neverlanded. It is no matter. It's not on the elemental chart. It's not fucking real. Stay with me. We don't create shit. We don't build anything. So if you've got a client who bought stock at 8 and it now sits at 16, and he's all fuckin happy. He wants to cash in, liquidate, take his fuckin money and run home. You don't let him do that, because that would make it real. No. What do you do? You get another brilliant idea. A special idea. Another "situation". Another stock, to reinvest his earnings and then some. And he will, every single time, because they're fucking addicted. And then you just keep doing this, again and again and again and again. Meanwhile, he thinks he's getting shit rich, which he is, on paper. But you and me, the brokers, we're taking home cold hard cash via commission, motherfucker!

Mark Hanna: [[w:Absolut Vodka|Absolut; [W:martini (cocktail)|martinis] Get us two ] ]. You know how I like em, straight up. In seven and one and a half minutes, you will bring us two more, then two more every five minutes after that, until one of us passes the fuck out.

Hector: Excellent strategy, sir.

Jordan: [to the waiter] Oh, I'm good with water for now though. Thank you.

Mark Hanna: It's his first day on Wall Street. Give him time.

Jordan Belfort: Mr. Hanna, you're able to do drugs during the day and then still function, still do your job?

Mark Hanna: How the fuck else are you supposed to do this job? Cocaine and hookers, my friend.

Mark Hanna: [Seeing the results of [[w:Black Monday (1987)|Black Monday] HOLY... FUCKING... SHIT.

Mark Hanna: Think about it. You're dealing with numbers. All day long, decimal points, high frequencies. Bang, bang, bang. Fucking digits. All very acidic above-the-shoulders mustard shit. All right? It kind of wigs some people out. Right. You got to feed the geese to keep the blood flowing. I keep the rhythm below the belt. Done.

Mark Hanna: [On the phone with a customer] We don't give two shits about how technology works. All we care about is being fucking RICH.

Mark Hanna: We don't start dialing at 9:30, because our clients are already answering the phone! Three, two, one, LET'S FUCK!

Cooper: [[trust] What's your ] setting, TARS?

CASE: This is not possible.

Cooper: [[necessary] No. It's ].

TARS: [As Cooper suddenly accelerates towards an out-of-control Endurance''] Cooper, there's no point in using our fuel to chase-

Cooper: Analyze the Endurance's spin.

Brand: Cooper, what are you doing?!

Cooper: Docking.

Cooper: [As he tries to reconfigure TARS personality settings; [Humour] ] 75%.

TARS: Confirmed. Self destruct sequence in T minus 10… 9…

Cooper: Let's make that 60%.

TARS: 60%, confirmed. Knock, knock.

Cooper: You want fifty-five?

Cooper: We no longer have the fuel to visit both prospects, so, we have to choose.

Romilly: But how? They’re both promising. Edmunds’ data is better, but Dr. Mann is the one still transmitting, so…

Brand: We’ve no reason to suspect Endmunds’s data would have soured. His world has key elements to sustain human life.

Cooper: As does Dr. Mann’s.

Brand: Cooper, this is my field. And I really believe Edmunds’ is the better prospect.

Cooper: Why?

Brand: Gargantua, that’s why. Look at Miller’s planet. Hydrocarbons, organics, yes, but no life. Sterile. We’ll find the same thing on Mann’s.

Romilly: Because of the black hole?

Brand: Murphy’s Law. Whatever can happen will happen. Accident is the first building block of evolution. But when you’re orbiting a black hole not enough can happen. It sucks in asteroids and comets, other events which would otherwise reach you. We need to go further afield.

Cooper: You once said that Dr. Mann was the best of us.

Brand: He’s remarkable, we’re only here because of him.

Cooper: And yet here he is. He’s on the ground, and he’s sending a very unambiguous message, telling us to come to his planet.

Brand: Granted, but Edmunds’ data is more promising.

Romilly: We should vote.

Cooper: Well, if we vote, there’s something you should know. Brand? He has a right to know.

Brand: That has nothing to do with it.

Romilly: What does?

Cooper: She’s in love with Wolf Edmunds.

Romilly: Is that true?

Brand: Yes. And that makes me want to follow my heart. But maybe we’ve spent too long trying to figure all this out with theory.

Cooper: You’re a scientist, Brand.

Brand: So listen to me when I say that love isn’t something we invented. It’s observable, powerful. It has to mean something.

Cooper: Love has meaning, yes. Social utility, social bonding, child rearing…

Brand: We love people who have died. Where’s the social utility in that?

Cooper: None

Brand: [Stays quiet.] Maybe it means something more, something we can’t yet understand. May it’s some evidence, something artifact of a higher dimension that we can’t consciously perceive. I’m drawn across the universe to someone I haven’t seen in a decade, who I know is probably dead. Love is the one thing that we’re capable of perceiving that transcends dimensions of time and space. Maybe we should trust that, even if we can’t understand it yet. All right, Cooper, yes, the tiniest possibility of seeing Woolf again excites me. That doesn’t mean I’m wrong.

Cooper: [Brand leaves] Honestly, Amelia, it might. TARS, chart a course for Dr. Mann’s.

Brand: I told you to leave me.

Cooper: And I told you to get your ass back here! Difference is, only one of us was thinking about the mission—

Brand: Cooper, you were thinking about getting home — I was trying to do the right thing!

Cooper: [pause] Tell that to Doyle. How long to drain, CASE?

CASE: Forty-five to an hour.

Cooper: The stuff of life, huh? What's this gonna cost us, Brand?

Brand: A lot. Decades.

Cooper: What happened to Miller?

Brand: Judging by the wreckage, she was broken up by a wave shortly after impact.

Cooper: How could the wreckage still be together after all these years?

Brand: Because of the time slippage. On this planet's time, she landed here just hours ago. She might have died only minutes ago.

CASE: The data Doyle collected was just the initial status, echoing endlessly.

Cooper: We're not prepared for this, Brand. You're a bunch of eggheads without the survival skills of a boy-scout troop.

Brand: We got this far on our brains, farther than any humans in history...

Cooper: No, not far enough. And we're stuck here till there won't be anyone left on Earth to save—

Brand: I'm counting every second, same as you, Cooper.

Cooper: [Brand shakes her head] Don't you have some clever way we jump into a black hole and get back the years? Don't you shake your head at me!

Brand: [[Time] ] is relative, it can stretch and squeeze, but it can't run backwards. The only thing that can move across dimensions like time is gravity.

Cooper: The beings that led us here ... they communicate through gravity ... Could they be talking to us from the future?

Brand: Maybe.

Cooper: Well, if they can—

Brand: [[dimensions; [past; [future; [mountain] Look, Cooper, they're creatures of at least five ], to them the ] might be a canyon they can climb into and the ] a ] they can climb up... but to us it's not, okay? I'm sorry, Cooper. I screwed up. But you know about relativity.

Cooper: [[Einstein] My daughter was ten. I couldn't explain ]'s theories before I left.

Brand: [[save; [world] Could you tell her you were going to ] the ]?

Cooper: [[understood] No. I wasn't much of a parent, but I ] the most important thing — let your kids feel safe. Which rules out telling ten-year-old that the world's ending.

Cooper: We wanna get down fast, don't we?

Brand: Actually we want to get there in one piece.

Cooper: Hang on.

Cooper: Ready?

CASE: Yup.

Cooper: Don't say much, do you?

CASE: TARS talks plenty for both of us.

Doyle: The lost communications came through.

Brand: How?

Doyle: The relay on this side cached them. Years of basic data, no real surprises. Miller's site has kept pinging thumbs up, as has Mann... but Edmunds went down three years ago.

Brand: Transmitter failure?

Doyle: Maybe. He was sending thumbs up right till it went dark.

Romilly: [Doyle nods, and Romilly begins drawing on a whiteboard] Miller still looks good? She's coming up fast ... with one complication: the planet is much closer to Gargantua than we thought.

Cooper: Gargantua?

Doyle: A very large black hole. Miller's and Dr. Mann's planets orbit it.

Brand: And Miller's is right on the horizon?

Romilly: A basketball on the hoop. Landing there takes us dangerously close. A black hole that big has a huge gravitational pull.

Cooper: Look, I can swing around that neutron star and decelerate—

Brand: It's not that, it's time. That gravity will slow our clock compared to Earth. Drastically.

Cooper: How bad?

Romilly: Every hour we spend down there will be maybe... seven years back on Earth.

Cooper: Jesus...

Romilly: That's relativity, folks.

Cooper: It is hard leaving everything... my kids, your father...

Brand: We're gonna be spending a lot of time together.

Cooper: [[learn] We should ] to talk.

Brand: [[honest] And when not to? … Just being ].

Cooper: I don't think you need to be that honest. Hey TARS, what’s your honesty Parameter?

TARS: Ninety percent.

Cooper: Ninety percent?

TARS: Absolute honesty isn’t always the most diplomatic, nor the safest form of communication with emotional beings.

Cooper: Okay. Ninety percent it is, Dr. Brand.

Prof. Brand: [[reality; [help] We must confront the ] that nothing in our solar system can ] us.

Cooper: Now you need to tell me what your plan is to save the world.

Prof. Brand: We're not meant to save the world. We're meant to leave it, and this is the mission you were trained for.

Cooper: I've got kids, Professor.

Prof. Brand: Then get out there and save them. We must reach far beyond our own lifespans. We must think not as individuals but as a species. We must confront the reality of interstellar travel.

Cooper: [[Moon] You don't believe we went to the ]?

Ms. Hanley: I believe it was a brilliant piece of propaganda, that the Soviets bankrupted themselves pouring resources into rockets and other useless machines...

Cooper: Useless machines?

Ms. Hanley: ..and if we don't want to repeat of the excess and wastefulness of the 20th Century then we need to teach our kids about this planet, not tales of leaving it.

Cooper: You know, one of those useless machines they used to make was called an MRI, and if we had one of those left the doctors would have been able to find the cyst in my wife's brain, before she died instead of afterwards, and then she would've been the one sitting here, listening to this instead of me. Which would've been a good thing because she was always the ... calmer one.

Cooper: You're ruling out college for my son now? He's 15.

Principal: Tom's score simply isn't high enough.

Cooper: What's your waist line? What 32, 33 inseam?

Principal: I'm not sure I see what you're getting at.

Cooper: [[numbers; [future] You're telling me it takes two ] to measure your own ass but only one to measure my son's ]?

Young Murph: [[name] Dad, why did you and mom ] me after something that's bad?

Cooper: Well, we didn't.

Young Murph: [[Murphy's law] ]?

Cooper: Murphy's law doesn't mean that something bad will happen. It means that whatever can happen will happen.

Cooper: I don't care much for this -- pretending we're back where we started. I wanna know where we are. Where we're going.

Cooper: [[defined; [ability; [moments; [dare; [stars; [destiny] We've always ] ourselves by the ] to overcome the impossible. And we count these ]. These moments when we ] to aim higher, to break barriers, to reach for the ], to make the unknown known. We count these moments as our proudest achievements. But we lost all that. Or perhaps we've just forgotten that we are still pioneers. And we've barely begun. And that our greatest accomplishments cannot be behind us, because our ] lies above us.

Cooper: [[Mankind; [born; [Earth; [die] ] was ] on ]. It was never meant to ] here.

Cooper: [[sky; [wonder; [stars] We used to look up at the ] and ] at our place in the ], now we just look down and worry about our place in the dirt.

Cooper: [[ghost; [children; [future] Once you're a parent, you're the ] of your ]'s ].

Cooper: [[world] This ]'s a treasure, but it's been telling us to leave for a while now.