Was going to post this too. The whole Mia / Vincent act is so good. Pulp Fiction's stand out part in my opinion.
Ivan and Alyosha discussing the Grand Inquisitor in Brothers Karamazov.
Crytonomicon By Neal Stephenson said:`What do you want me to do?'' Randy asked, adopting a cold, almost hostile tone to mask sick excitement.
`Buy a ticket to Manila,'' Avi said.
`I have to talk it over with Charlene first,'' Randy said.
`You don't even believe that yourself,'' Avi said.
`Charlene and I have a long-standing relationsh--''
`It's been ten years. You haven't married her. Fill in the fucking blanks.''
(Seventy-two hours later, he would be in Manila, looking at the One-Note Flute.)
"Where have you been?" she cried. "Damn you, where have you been?" She took a few steps toward Schmendrick, but she was looking beyond him, at the unicorn.
When she tried to get by, the magician stood in her way. "You don't talk like that," he told her, still uncertain that Molly had recognized the unicorn. "Don't you know how to behave, woman? You don't curtsy, either."
But Molly pushed him aside and went up to the unicorn, scolding her as though she were a strayed milk cow. "Where have you been?" Before the whiteness and the shining horn, Molly shrank to a shrilling beetle, but this time it was the unicorn's old dark eyes that looked down.
"I am here now," she said at last.
Molly laughed with her lips flat. "And what good is it to me that you're here now? Where were you twenty years ago, ten years ago? How dare you, how dare you come to me now, when I am this?" With a flap of her hand she summed herself up: barren face, desert eyes, and yellowing heart. "I wish you had never come, why do you come now?" The tears began to slide down the sides of her nose.
The unicorn made no reply, and Schmendrick said, "She is the last. She is the last unicorn in the world."
"She would be." Molly sniffed. "It would be the last unicorn in the world that came to Molly Grue."
Alice's Adventures in Wonderland said:Alice: Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?
The Cat: That depends a good deal on where you want to get to
Alice: I don't much care where.
The Cat: Then it doesn't much matter which way you go.
Alice: …so long as I get somewhere.
The Cat: Oh, you're sure to do that, if only you walk long enough.
MiB said:Edwards: Why the big secret? People are smart. They can handle it.
Kay: A person is smart. People are dumb, panicky dangerous animals and you know it. Fifteen hundred years ago everybody knew the Earth was the center of the universe. Five hundred years ago, everybody knew the Earth was flat, and fifteen minutes ago, you knew that humans were alone on this planet. Imagine what you'll know tomorrow.
Well, the part where she implies that Closer is an awful movie with no redeeming qualities whatsoever is accurate.
No it didn't, it did naaht! Oh hi, Mark.I think the roof scene with chris r. had better pacing
Collateral:
Vincent: Max, six billion people on the planet, you're getting bent out of shape cause of one fat guy.
Max: Well, who was he?
Vincent: What do you care? Have you ever heard of Rwanda?
Max: Yes, I know Rwanda.
Vincent: Well, tens of thousands killed before sundown. Nobody's killed people that fast since Nagasaki and Hiroshima. Did you bat an eye, Max?
Max: What?
Vincent: Did you join Amnesty International, Oxfam, Save the Whales, Greenpeace, or something? No. I off one fat Angelino and you throw a hissy fit.
Max: Man, I don't know any Rwandans.
Vincent: You don't know the guy in the trunk, either.
or basically the entire movie.
Vincent: Look in the mirror. Paper towels, clean cab. Limo company some day. How much you got saved?
Max: That ain't any of your business.
Vincent: Someday? Someday my dream will come? One night you will wake up and discover it never happened. It's all turned around on you. It never will. Suddenly you are old. Didn't happen, and it never will, because you were never going to do it anyway. You'll push it into memory and then zone out in your barco lounger, being hypnotized by daytime TV for the rest of your life. Don't you talk to me about murder. All it ever took was a down payment on a Lincoln town car. That girl,you can't even call that girl. What the fuck are you still doing driving a cab?
She noticed the book he was carrying. "What are you reading?"
He showed it to her.
"The Life of Napoleon?"
"That's right."
"Why him?"
"Why not - he was great, wasn't he?"
"Others were in better ways."
"I'll read about them too," Frank said.
"Do you read a lot?"
"Sure. I am a curious guy. I like to know why people tick. I like to know the reason they do the things they do, if you know what I mean."
She said she did.
He asked her what book she was reading.
"The Idiot. Do you know it?"
"No. What's it about?"
"It's a novel."
"I'd rather read the truth," he said.
"It is the truth."
"So, you came back to die with your city"
"No. I came back to stop you."