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The Darjeeling Limited (2007)
Francis:
[Francis and Peter are beating each other up] You don't love me!
Peter: Yes I do!
Jack: I love you too, but I'm gonna mace you in the face!
Jack: I wonder if the three of us would've been friends in real life. Not as brothers, but as people.
Jack: What did he say?
Peter: He said the train is lost.
Jack: How can a train be lost? It's on rails.
Rita: What's wrong with you?
Jack: Let me think about that. I'll tell you the next time I see you.
Francis: [spotting some children crossing a river] Look at these assholes.
Jack: Do you want to go in the bathroom and smoke a cigarette with me?
Brendan: We haven't located us yet.
Peter: I love the way this country smells. I'll never forget it. It's kind of spicy.
Francis: [repeated line] Let's go have a drink and smoke a cigarette.
Jack: Wouldn't it be great if we heard a train go by in the distance?
Peter: Not really.
Francis: It'd probably be annoying.
Francis: [after Jack comes back from having sex with Rita] Where are the savory snacks?
Jack: What?
Francis: [pause] Did you just fuck that Indian girl?
Peter: Those Germans are bothering me.
Francis: Are those Dad's sunglasses?
Francis: Is that Dad's razor?
Francis: Dad's bags aren't gonna make it.
Brendan: Why are your eyes so red?
Francis: Why is your head so bald?
Francis: I guess I've still got a lot of healing to do.
Jack: Gettin' there, though.
Peter: Anyway, it's definitely going to add a lot of character to you.
Francis: Let's get into it!
Jack: I think he's still in mourning.
Francis: Well I probably still am too.
Patricia: God Bless You and keep you with Mary's benevolent guidance in the light of Christ's enduring grace. All my love, Your Mother, Sister Patricia Whitman.
Francis: Let's take a look at the itinerary.
Peter: Fuck the itinerary.
Jack: [repeated line] Stop including me!
Rita: [while making out] Your crazy! What's your name?
Jack: Jack, what's yours?
Rita: Rita.
Jack: You’re beautiful.
Rita: Don't come into me.
Peter: I like how mean you are.
Jack: The characters are all... Thanks.
Patricia: He ate one of the sister’s brothers.
Francis: I only remember certain details, but from what I've been able to reconstruct, it was raining, I was going about 50 miles an hour as I went into a corner, did some wrong steering, wheels went out from me, and suddenly, "Whoo", skidded off the road, slammed into a ditch and got catapulted 50 feet through the air. Little particles of glass and debris were stinging my face as I flew. And for a second, there was just total silence. Just... Then BAM! The bike crashed to the ground, exploded and caught on fire, and then I smashed into the side of a hill with my face. I was driving home. I live alone right now. Anyway, two joggers ran up and started digging out all the dirt that was jammed inside my mouth and my nose and my ears. My brain had stopped, and my heart had stopped, so technically I was dead at this point. They did all the procedures exactly right, as a result of which I'm still alive.
Jack: Boy.
Peter: Wow.
Francis: The first thing I thought of when I woke up was, I was Peter and Jack were here.
Jack: You wanna read a short story I wrote in France?
Francis: How long is it?
Jack: What?
Francis: How long is it?
Jack: How long is it? Never mind. Forget it.
Peter: You know, maybe right before whenever you're about to take out your tooth, you should say something like, "Please forgive this." Because, actually, it's kind of...
Francis: Can you back away a little? You just spit in my eye.
Peter: I can't believe you just said that.
Francis: Why not? It's the truth.
Jack: He didn't really mean it.
Alice: I think you're all equally grief-stricken. Let's just leave it at that.
Francis: Is that my belt?
Peter: Can I borrow it?
Francis: Those are three thousand dollar loafers!
Francis: Cough syrup? That's a dumb way to get loaded, Jack.
Peter: [upon discovering that Jack's ex-girlfriend left her perfume in his suitcase] Could she be gaslighting you?
Jack: What's gaslighting?
Jack: Which direction did your's go?
Francis: What do you mean?
Jack: Your feathers... mine blew toward the mountains
Francis: That's not right. It's not suppose to get blown away. You're suppose to blow on it then bury it.
Peter: I didn't get that. I still have mine.
Francis: You guys didn't do it right. I asked if you read the instructions. You did it wrong... I tried my hardest. I don't know what to do.
Peter: I don't think Dad would've hated it.
[first lines]
The Businessman: That's my train.
[last lines]
Francis: Let's go get a drink and smoke a cigarette.
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Peter: Yes I do!
Jack: I love you too, but I'm gonna mace you in the face!
Jack: I wonder if the three of us would've been friends in real life. Not as brothers, but as people.
Jack: What did he say?
Peter: He said the train is lost.
Jack: How can a train be lost? It's on rails.
Rita: What's wrong with you?
Jack: Let me think about that. I'll tell you the next time I see you.
Francis: [spotting some children crossing a river] Look at these assholes.
Jack: Do you want to go in the bathroom and smoke a cigarette with me?
Brendan: We haven't located us yet.
Peter: I love the way this country smells. I'll never forget it. It's kind of spicy.
Francis: [repeated line] Let's go have a drink and smoke a cigarette.
Jack: Wouldn't it be great if we heard a train go by in the distance?
Peter: Not really.
Francis: It'd probably be annoying.
Francis: [after Jack comes back from having sex with Rita] Where are the savory snacks?
Jack: What?
Francis: [pause] Did you just fuck that Indian girl?
Peter: Those Germans are bothering me.
Francis: Are those Dad's sunglasses?
Francis: Is that Dad's razor?
Francis: Dad's bags aren't gonna make it.
Brendan: Why are your eyes so red?
Francis: Why is your head so bald?
Francis: I guess I've still got a lot of healing to do.
Jack: Gettin' there, though.
Peter: Anyway, it's definitely going to add a lot of character to you.
Francis: Let's get into it!
Jack: I think he's still in mourning.
Francis: Well I probably still am too.
Patricia: God Bless You and keep you with Mary's benevolent guidance in the light of Christ's enduring grace. All my love, Your Mother, Sister Patricia Whitman.
Francis: Let's take a look at the itinerary.
Peter: Fuck the itinerary.
Jack: [repeated line] Stop including me!
Rita: [while making out] Your crazy! What's your name?
Jack: Jack, what's yours?
Rita: Rita.
Jack: You’re beautiful.
Rita: Don't come into me.
Peter: I like how mean you are.
Jack: The characters are all... Thanks.
Patricia: He ate one of the sister’s brothers.
Francis: I only remember certain details, but from what I've been able to reconstruct, it was raining, I was going about 50 miles an hour as I went into a corner, did some wrong steering, wheels went out from me, and suddenly, "Whoo", skidded off the road, slammed into a ditch and got catapulted 50 feet through the air. Little particles of glass and debris were stinging my face as I flew. And for a second, there was just total silence. Just... Then BAM! The bike crashed to the ground, exploded and caught on fire, and then I smashed into the side of a hill with my face. I was driving home. I live alone right now. Anyway, two joggers ran up and started digging out all the dirt that was jammed inside my mouth and my nose and my ears. My brain had stopped, and my heart had stopped, so technically I was dead at this point. They did all the procedures exactly right, as a result of which I'm still alive.
Jack: Boy.
Peter: Wow.
Francis: The first thing I thought of when I woke up was, I was Peter and Jack were here.
Jack: You wanna read a short story I wrote in France?
Francis: How long is it?
Jack: What?
Francis: How long is it?
Jack: How long is it? Never mind. Forget it.
Peter: You know, maybe right before whenever you're about to take out your tooth, you should say something like, "Please forgive this." Because, actually, it's kind of...
Francis: Can you back away a little? You just spit in my eye.
Peter: I can't believe you just said that.
Francis: Why not? It's the truth.
Jack: He didn't really mean it.
Alice: I think you're all equally grief-stricken. Let's just leave it at that.
Francis: Is that my belt?
Peter: Can I borrow it?
Francis: Those are three thousand dollar loafers!
Francis: Cough syrup? That's a dumb way to get loaded, Jack.
Peter: [upon discovering that Jack's ex-girlfriend left her perfume in his suitcase] Could she be gaslighting you?
Jack: What's gaslighting?
Jack: Which direction did your's go?
Francis: What do you mean?
Jack: Your feathers... mine blew toward the mountains
Francis: That's not right. It's not suppose to get blown away. You're suppose to blow on it then bury it.
Peter: I didn't get that. I still have mine.
Francis: You guys didn't do it right. I asked if you read the instructions. You did it wrong... I tried my hardest. I don't know what to do.
Peter: I don't think Dad would've hated it.
[first lines]
The Businessman: That's my train.
[last lines]
Francis: Let's go get a drink and smoke a cigarette.
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