Highlights
Hoppers - Squish Party Clip
Hoppers
The Odyssey - Zendaya Exclusive Interview
The Odyssey
Star Wars: The Mandalorian and Grogu - Return to the Galaxy Clip
The Mandalorian and Grogu
House of the Dragon Season 3 - Harry Collett at the World Premiere After-Party
House of the Dragon
Sugar Season 2 - Sugar and Wiley Clip
Sugar
House of the Dragon Season 3 - Emma D’Arcy at the World Premiere After-Party
House of the Dragon
Off Campus Season 1 - Let Me Help Clip
Off Campus
Motor City - Exclusive Poster
Motor City
Masters of the Universe - Exclusive Interview with Nicholas Galitzine
Masters of the Universe
Disclosure Day - Official Poster
Disclosure Day
For All Mankind Season 5 - 50 Years in 20 Seconds Clip
For All Mankind
Dune: Part Three - Zendaya as Chani
Dune: Part Three
Mutiny - First Round Pick Jason Statham Clip
Mutiny
The Odyssey - Official Poster
The Odyssey
Revolver

Revolver (2005) - Quotes

Audience Score
64

The Mind's Resistance to High-Stakes Games

Taglines: Your mind will not accept a game this big

The Challenge of the Improbable Safe

French Paul: It was a 12-ton Herman and Ziegler safe, Mister D. It was impossible to break into.
Macha: Well, it wasn't f***ing impossible to move, now, was it, Paul?

Failed Attempts at Gathering Information

Zach: Did you get anything from the old lady?
Jake: No.
Zach: Did you get anything from Horowitz?
Jake: No.
Zach: Why not?
Jake: Because he didn't have it.
Zach: Listen, pal. Either he pays or you pay.
Jake: I pay anyway.
Zach: Don't be a smartass.

The Illusion of Self-Identity

Avi: The greatest con, that he ever pulled... was making you believe... that he is you.

Insulting Remarks About Appearance and Intelligence

Macha: You got a big mouth, on small head “Sunshine”!

Confrontation of Power and Vulnerability

Macha: Why don't you just fucking rape me, Paul?

Questioning an Unlikely Victory

Macha: So how exactly did this one manage to disarm and overpower a four-time national bodybuilding champion? Drag him half a block, throw him over six-foot wall, and then fed him to his own gun?

Struggling Between Pain and Desire for Peace

Jake Green: Why are they dragging this on? They could just clean me out in one hit. They want me to suffer. These twisted bastards are making me pay. Pay for my own pain. Hands down, that's the most radical concept I have ever heard of......and a part of me dies everytime I think about it. I told myself if this is the last round, they'll have to tear me out, piece by piece, but this I can't take. They've found a weakness. Caught me fair and square, cross-haired, blind-folded, one foot in the grave and two hands on the coffin. I'm cooked, well done, stick a fork in me and see if I bleed. I'm stuck in a trance...somewhere between hell and a hard place...in a gear that doesn't exist, and all I want now...is a little peace.

Confronting Inner Demons and Dependency

Jake Green: Oh, I know you're still there... cause I can feel you dying. I can hear you tapping me... for a little nutrition. Now who's looking for a fix? It gets a little tight in here, do you? Well, you're not wrong... cause the walls are moving in. No food here. Not today, sunshine. My eyes are open and the restaurant's closed. Jog on. Slide off. Find someone else to fill your pipe. Someone, who won't see you coming... or know, when you're there.

Desperation in a Constrained Situation

Jake Green: [In an elevator] Now I've got to spend the next two minutes, shaking... and sweating... like a crack whore clucking for a fix... Should have taken the stairs... cause it's getting very... very tight in here.

Understanding Roles in Games and Cons

Jake Green: One thing I've learned in the last seven years: in every game and con there's always an opponent, and there's always a victim. The trick is to know when you're the latter, so you can become the former.

The Quest for Approval and Identity

Jake Green: There is something about yourself that you don't know. Something that you will deny even exists, until it's too late to do anything about it. It's the only reason you get up in the morning. The only reason you suffer the shitty boss, the blood, the sweat and the tears. This is because you want people to know how good, attractive, generous, funny, wild and clever you really are. Fear or revere me, but please, think I'm special. We share an addiction. We're approval junkies. We're all in it for the slap on the back and the gold watch. The hip-hip-hoo-fuckin rah. Look at the clever boy with the badge, polishing his trophy. Shine on you crazy diamond, because we're just monkeys wrapped in suits, begging for the approval of others.