Movie Quotes Blog

Oscar:
[to Kafka] Miss Rossman was here looking for you.

Ludwig:
Gabriela.

Oscar:
Do you know her?

Franz Kafka:
Do you?

Oscar:
Well, we saw her naked once.

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Doctor Murnau:
You despise someone like me - because you despise the modern. But you are at the very forefront of what is modern. You write about it, you document it… Unlike you, though, I have chosen to embrace it.

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Doctor Murnau:
A crowd is easier to control than an individual. A crowd has a common purpose. The purpose of the individual is always in question.

Franz Kafka:
That’s what you’re trying to eliminate, isn’t it? Everything that makes one human being different from another. But you’ll *never*, *never* reach a man’s soul through a lens.

Doctor Murnau:
That rather depends on which end of the microscope you’re on, doesn’t it?

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Inspector Grubach:
Kafka. Kafka, Kafka… Is that your real name?

Franz Kafka:
Yes. W-why shouldn’t it be?

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Chief Clerk:
Kafka… I understand you fancy yourself as a writer.

Franz Kafka:
[shrugs] In a small way.

Chief Clerk:
You should find a more… athletic hobby. Put some color in your cheeks.

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Lieutenant Benjamin Franklin Pinkerton:
She’s like a porcelain doll. She sets me on fire.

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Doctor:
Chow time, Doc.

Dr. Alfred Hathaway:
So, what are we having this evening? Lobster florentine. Beef wellington. Perhaps grilled ahi on a bed of Belgian endive.

Doctor:
No, your old favorite, Doc.

Dr. Alfred Hathaway:
I hate meat loaf!

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Darkman:
[playing with remote controlled rat, making it scare his cat] Be careful - he bites!

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Robert G. Durant:
Life isn’t cheap in the city. Death is. When every 12-year old is packing heat, death is cheap. What does that tell you?

Eddie Scully, Durant Henchman:
The cartoons are too violent?

Robert G. Durant:
It tells you I’ve been away too long!

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Rollo Latham, Durant Henchman & CEO Inter-City Land Development:
[about Dr. Brinkman] Do you want me to make him the usual offer?

Robert G. Durant:
I don’t think we should attract too much attention to ourselves, Rollo, why don’t you try money instead?

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Robert G. Durant:
Dr. Brinkman, I presume.

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Youthful Anarchist:
[discussing Kafka] How much have you told him?

Gabriela:
He’s a clerk; he knows nothing.

Mustachioed Anarchist:
Eduard said he’s a writer.

Youthful Anarchist:
That could be useful.

Female Anarchist:
That could be dangerous.

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Burgel:
[sarcastically, as Franz shows up for work] But Kafka, you’re… on time!

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Chief Clerk:
Oh, I know you were friendly with that poor fellow, what was his name -

Franz Kafka:
Raban… Eduard Raban.

Chief Clerk:
Yes, yes, Raban. But he was too like you. Even more like you, perhaps, than you are yourself.

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Oscar:
It’s not too bad working here, though.

Franz Kafka:
You’ve never felt it was a horrible double life, from which there was probably no escape but insanity?

Ludwig:
Yes!

Oscar:
No.

Ludwig:
No.

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Gabriela:
If I waited for you to understand, it would be too late.

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Franz Kafka:
So, that’s who the enemy is. Policemen and file clerks. Law and order, you might say.

Gabriela:
You think what we’re doing is wrong? What would you suggest, then?

Franz Kafka:
Did any of you actually go up to the castle with Edward? You sit around twisting the facts to suit your inbred theories. In my experience the truth is not… that convenient.

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Gabriela:
And you believe everything the authorities tell you?

Franz Kafka:
Well, I have no reason to doubt.

Gabriela:
They’re authorities! That’s reason enough.

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Franz Kafka:
I write by myself… for myself.

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[newlyweds Richard and Frances Myles register at a hotel under assumed names]

Walmer Hotel proprietor:
Mr. and Mrs. Smith? I suppose that’s all right. Mind you draw the blinds.

Richard Myles:
[embarrassed] Huh?

Walmer Hotel proprietor:
There’s a practice blackout tonight.

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[on their wedding night, a policeman appears at the Myles’s hotel room door demanding Richard’s depart with him immediately]

Frances Myles:
This is no time for a practical joke.

Const. Jones:
It’s no joke, ma’am.

Frances Myles:
It’s not practical, either.

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Madeline:
It is better to be super everything, than super nothing!

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Vicki:
[about Pepito] He’s got charisma.

Madeline:
[sarcastic, imitating] *He’s got charisma.* You’re all googly-eyed!

Vicki:
I’m not googly-eyed!

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Madeline:
Morning, Lord Cucuface!

Lord Covington:
What did you call me?

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Madeline:
[after Pepito rides over her hat] The Spanish ambassador’s a midget?

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Miss Clavel:
You’re giving me a grey hair!

Madeline:
May I see?

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Robert G. Durant:
Dr. Hathaway, I presume.

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Darkman:
Be careful - he bites!

[detonates explosives rigged on remote controlled rat, destroying Durant’s car with him in it]

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Robert G. Durant:
I hope you saved room for dessert.

Dr. Alfred Hathaway:
You drive a hard bargain.

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Mr. Perkins:
Mr. Durant, you have revolutionized the right to bear arms.

Robert G. Durant:
In this case, the far right to bear arms.

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[revealing Darkman’s face]

Robert G. Durant:
Aren’t you the pretty one?

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Kenneth Tynan:
Larry calls all journalists f*ckpigs.

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Kenneth Tynan:
Fellatio: the sin that cannot speak its name, because its mouth is full.

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Kenneth Tynan:
Don’t you think there’s a kind of super-vulgarity on the other side of vulgarity which is actually more sophisticated than sophistication?

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Leopold the Tutor:
I’m teaching him Latin, I’m teaching him biology, algebration, calculometry, physiconomy, and astrology.

Mr. Spanish Ambassador:
But he doesn’t even know how to read!

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Pepito:
The only clown here was you.

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[repeated line]

Miss Clavel:
Something is not right.

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