Etikettarkiv: Mystik

The Long Kiss Goodnight

31 augusti 2023CitatAction, Kriminal, Mystik, ThrillerFilmcitat

Mitch Henessey: What I'm saying is, back when we first met, you were all like "Oh phooey, I burned the darn muffins." Now, you go into a bar, ten minutes later, sailors come runnin' out. What up with that?

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Primal Fear

27 augusti 2023CitatDrama, Kriminal, Mystik, ThrillerFilmcitat

Gurty: Brother, mine.
Mike: Brother, mine.

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Oblivion

14 augusti 2023CitatÄventyr, Action, Mystik, Science FictionFilmcitat

Jack Harper: How can man die better: than facing fearful odds, for the ashes of his fathers, and the temples of his Gods.
Sally: I created you, Jack. I am your god.
Jack Harper: Fuck you, Sally.

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Journal 64

10 augusti 2023CitatDrama, Kriminal, Mystik, ThrillerFilmcitat

Carl Mørck: God is dead. The state fails. But love prevails. If you… If you are lucky.

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Non-Stop

3 augusti 2023CitatAction, Mystik, ThrillerFilmcitat

[from trailer]
Bill Marks: I hate flying. The lines. The crowds. The delays…
Jen Summers: I always kinda liked it. Six hours. One seat. Nobody can get to you.

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The Commuter

3 augusti 2023CitatAction, Mystik, ThrillerFilmcitat

Michael MacCauley: Hey, Goldman Sachs. On behalf of the American middle class, fuck you.

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Regression

26 juli 2023CitatMystik, Skräck, ThrillerFilmcitat

Bruce Kenner: I am starting to use my head again.

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Hereditary

17 juli 2023CitatMystik, Skräck, ThrillerFilmcitat

Peter: You okay, Mom?
Annie: What?
Peter: Is there something on your mind?
Annie: Is there something on *your* mind?
Peter: Just seems like there… might be something you… wanna say.
Steve: Peter.
Annie: Like what? I mean, why would I wanna say something so I can watch you sneer at me?
Peter: Sneer at you? I don't ever sneer at you.
Annie: Oh, sweetie, you don't have to. You get your point across.
Peter: Okay, so, fine, then say what you wanna say, then.
Steve: Peter.
Annie: I don't wanna say anything. I've tried saying…
Peter: Okay, so try again. Release yourself.
Annie: Oh, release you, you mean?
Peter: Yeah, fine, release me, just say it! Just fucking say it!
Annie: DON'T you swear at me, you little shit! Don't you EVER raise your voice at me! I am your mother! You understand? All I do is worry and slave and defend you, and all I get back is that fucking face on your face! So full of disdain and resentment and always so annoyed! Well, now your sister is dead! And I know you miss her and I know it was an accident and I know you're in pain and I wish could take that away for you. I WISH I could shield you from the knowledge that you did what you did, but you're sister is dead! She's gone forever! And what a waste… if it could've maybe brought us together, or something, if you could've just said "I'm sorry" or faced up to what happened, maybe then we could do something with this, but you can't take responsibility for anything! So, now I can't accept. And I can't forgive. Because… because NOBODY admits anything they've done!