Mrs. Robinson.

For god's sake, Mrs. Robinson. Here we are. You got me into your house. You give me a drink. You... put on music. Now you start opening up your personal life to me and tell me your husband won't be home for hours. Mrs. Robinson, you're trying to seduce me.

The Graduate (1967), Mike Nichols.

You were a tomato!

MICHAEL DORSEY
Are you saying that nobody in New York will work with me?

GEORGE FIELDS
No, no, that's too limited... nobody in Hollywood wants to work with you either. I can't even set you up for a commercial. You played a *tomato* for 30 seconds - they went a half a day over schedule because you wouldn't sit down.

MICHAEL DORSEY
Of course. It was illogical.

GEORGE FIELDS
YOU WERE A TOMATO. A tomato doesn't have logic. A tomato can't move.

MICHAEL DORSEY
That's what I said. So if he can't move, how's he gonna sit down, George? I was a stand-up tomato: a juicy, sexy, beefsteak tomato. Nobody does vegetables like me. I did an evening of vegetables off-Broadway. I did the best tomato, the best cucumber... I did an endive salad that knocked the critics on their ass.

Tootsie (1982), Sidney Pollack

Success.

All you need in this life is ignorance and confidence; then success is sure.

Mark Twain.

Second Chance.

When the Washington Sentinels left the stadium that day, there was no tickertape parade, no endorsement deals for sneakers or soda pop, or breakfast cereal. Just a locker to be cleaned out, and a ride home to catch. But what they didn't know, was that their lives had been changed forever because they had been part of something great. And greatness, no matter how brief, stays with a man. Every athlete dreams of a second chance. These men lived it.

The Replacements (2000), Howard Deutch.

Fermín Romero de Torres III.

Mire, Daniel. Las mujeres, con notables excepciones como su vecina Merceditas, son más inteligentes que nosotros, o cuando menos más sinceras consigo mismas sobre lo que quieren o no. Otra cosa es que se lo digan a uno o al mundo. Se enfrenta usted al enigma de la naturaleza, Daniel. La fémina, babel y laberinto. Si usted la deja pensar, está perdido. Recuerde: corazón caliente, mente fría. El código del seductor.

Fermín Romero de Torres, en La Sombra del Viento (Carlos Ruiz Zafón).

Fermín Romero de Torres II.

La televisión, amigo Daniel, es el Anticristo y le digo yo que bastarán tres o cuatro generaciones para que la gente ya no sepa ni tirarse pedos por su cuenta y el ser humano vuelva a la caverna, a la barbarie medieval, y a estados de imbecilidad que ya superó la babosa allá por el pleistoceno. Este mundo no se morirá de una bomba atómica como dicen los diarios, se morirá de risa, de banalidad, haciendo un chiste de todo, y además un chiste malo.

Fermín Romero de Torres, en La Sombra del Viento (Carlos Ruiz Zafón).

Fermín Romero de Torres.

Vive Dios que yo nunca me acosté con una mujer menor de edad, y no por falta de ganas u oportunidades; que hoy me ven ustedes en horas bajas, pero hubo el día en que tuve presencia y gallardía como el que más, y aún así, por si acaso y me daba en la nariz que eran un poco golfas, exigía cédula de identidad, o en su defecto autorización paterna por escrito para no faltarle a la ética.

Fermín Romero de Torres, en La Sombra del Viento (Carlos Ruiz Zafón).

(RED)

What we choose to buy.

A t-shirt can change the world.
What we collectively
choose to buy
or not to buy
can change the course
of life and history
on this planet.


Gap t-shirt, Product (Red) Campaign.

Mr. Glass.

Your bones don't break, mine do. That's clear. Your cells react to bacteria and viruses differently than mine. You don't get sick, I do. That's also clear. But for some reason, you and I react the exact same way to water. We swallow it too fast, we choke. We get some in our lungs, we drown. However unreal it may seem, we are connected, you and I. We're on the same curve, just on opposite ends.

Now that we know who you are... I know who I am. I'm not a mistake! It all makes sense. In a comic, you know how you can tell who the arch-villain's going to be? He's the exact opposite of the hero, and most time's they're friends, like you and me. I should've known way back when. You know why, David? Because of the kids. They called me Mr. Glass.

Unbreakable (2000), M. Night Shyamalan.

Those in the water.

Once, man and those in the water were linked. They inspired us. They spoke of the future. Man listened and it became real. But man does not listen very well. Man's need to own everything led him deeper into land. The magic world of the ones that lived in the ocean... and the world of men... separated. Through the centuries, their world and all the inhabitants of it... stopped trying. The world of man became more violent. War upon war played out, as there were no guides to listen to. Now those in the water are trying again... trying to reach us. A handful of their precious young ones have been sent into the world of man. They are brought in the dead of night... to where man lives. They need only be glimpsed... and the awakening of man will happen. But their enemies roam the land. There are laws that are meant to keep the young ones safe... but they are sent at great risk to their lives. Many... do not return. Yet still they try... try to help man. But man may have forgotten how to listen...

Lady in the Water (2006), M. Night Shyamalan.

The burden.

The weight of the world
   is love.
Under the burden
   of solitude,
under the burden
   of dissatisfaction

   the weight,
the weight we carry
   is love.


Song (excerpt), Allan Ginsberg.

Quarrel.

I had a lover's quarrel with the world.

Robert Frost's epitah.

The key word.

Love. Fall in love and stay in love. Write only what you love, and love what you write. The key word is love. You have to get up in the morning and write something you love, something to live for.

Ray Bradbury.

The trick.

That's 'cause we all wanna be problemless. To fix ourselves. We look for some magic solution to make us all better, but none of us really know what we're doing. And why is that so bad? That's all we humans can do. Guess. Try. Hope. But, Justin, just pray you don't fool yourself into thinking you've got the answer. Because that's bullshit. The trick is living without an answer. I think.

Thumbsucker (2005), Mike Mills.

Come again.

Come again,
sweet love doth now invite,
thy graces that refrain
to do me due delight.
To see, to hear,
to touch, to kiss,
to die with thee again
in sweetest sympathy.

Come again,
that I may cease to mourn
through thy unkind disdain
for now left and forlorn.
I sit, I sigh,
I weep, I faint,
I die, in deadly pain
and endless misery.

Come Again, John Dowland.

Kinda sad.

There comes a time when you need to make a huge mistake in order to see yourself with perspective. It's kinda sad, but that's how people mature.

Nana, Ai Yazawa.

The massacre of the Shaolin Temple.

Once upon a time in China, some believe, around the year one double-aught three, head priest of the White Lotus Clan, Pai Mei, was walking down the road, contemplating whatever it is that a man of Pai Mei's infinite power contemplates - which is another way of saying "who knows?" - when a Shaolin monk appeared, traveling in the opposite direction. As the monk and the priest crossed paths, Pai Mei, in a practically unfathomable display of generosity, gave the monk the slightest of nods. The nod was not returned. Now was it the intention of the Shaolin monk to insult Pai Mei? Or did he just fail to see the generous social gesture? The motives of the monk remain unknown. What is known, are the consequences. The next morning Pai Mei appeared at the Shaolin Temple and demanded of the Temple's head abbot that he offer Pai Mei his neck to repay the insult. The Abbot at first tried to console Pai Mei, only to find Pai Mei was inconsolable. So began the massacre of the Shaolin Temple and all sixty of the monks inside at the fists of the White Lotus. And so began the legend of Pai Mei's five-point-palm-exploding-heart technique.

Kill Bill: Vol. 2 (2004), Quentin Tarantino.

Self-absorbed

I know, I get that. But if it is 'cause of me, maybe I can talk her out of it. Except for the fact that I can't ask her if it because of me without sounding totally self-absorbed. And I'm not self-absorbed, right Ryan? Me? Me? Me?

The O. C. Season 1, The Goodbye Girl.

No more guys.

ARI
I fired him for stealing pens. Why do I care about Josh?

EMILY
Well, now he’s an agent at Triad. And he’s the one who gave the boys Queens Boulevard.

ARI
That’s why no more guys! You fire a guy you create a rival. You fire a woman you create a housewife.

Entourage, Season 1, Busey and the Beach.

If I could have all those things.

I wanna be with her more, I wanna be with her all the time, and I wanna tell her things I don't even tell you or mum. And I don't want her to have another boyfriend. I suppose if I could have all those things, I wouldn't really mind if I touched her or not.

About a Boy (2002), Chris Weitz/Paul Weitz.

If you ever get lonely.

Never take it seriously, you never get hurt. Never get hurt, you can always have fun. And if you ever get lonely, you just go to the record store and visit all your friends.

Almost Famous (2000), Cameron Crowe.

Las malas compañías.

Y si la Magdalena pide un trago, tú la invitas a cien que yo los pago. Acércate a su puerta y llama si te mueres de sed, si ya no juegas a las damas ni con tu mujer. Sólo te pido que me escribas contándome si sigue viva la virgen del pecado, la novia de la flor de la saliva, el sexo con amor de los casados.

Joaquín Sabina, Una canción para la Magdalena.

Y sin embargo.

Y me envenenan los besos que voy dando y sin embargo cuando duermo sin tí, contigo sueño.

Y sin embargo, Joaquín Sabina.

Life.

Your life is an occasion. Rise to it.


Mr. Magorium Wonder Emporium (2007), Zach Helm.

Shenanigans.

I mean, I'm already pregnant, so what other kind of shenanigans could I get into?

Juno (2007), Jason Reitman.

Total agony.

SAM
I know I should be thinking about Mum all the time, and I am. But the truth is I'm in love and I was before she died, and there's nothing I can do about it.

DANIEL
Aren't you a bit young to be in love?

SAM
No.

DANIEL
Oh, well, okay, right. Well, I mean, I'm a little relieved.

SAM
Why?

DANIEL
Well, because I thought it would be something worse.

SAM
Worse than the total agony of being in love?

DANIEL
Oh. No, you're right. Yeah, total agony.


Love Actually (2003), Curtis Hanson.

It pricks.

Is love a tender thing? it is too rough, too rude, too boisterous, and it pricks like thorn.

Willieam Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet, Act 1. Scene IV.

Look hard enough.

At times the world can seem an unfriendly and sinister place, but believe us when we say there is much more good in it than bad. All you have to do is look hard enough. And what might seem to be a series of unfortunate events, may, in-fact be the first steps of a journey.

Lemony Snicket's Series of Unfortunate Events.

Para no recordar.

Toda alegría no es más que un olvido momentáneo de la tragedia esencial de la vida. Puede uno reírse del cuento de los supositorios, pero éste es apenas un descanso en el camino. Uno juega, retoza y refiere historias picarescas, solamente para no recordar que ha de morirse. Ese es el sentido original de la palabra diversión: apartar, desviar, llamar la atención hacia una cosa que no es la principal.

"El Fantasma", Alejandro Dolina.

One of those guys.

I wish I could be one of those guys who doesn't call, the kind of guy that gets broken up with and appears not to give a shit. He doesn't make an ass out of himself, or frighten anybody, and this week I've done both of those things.

High Fidelity. Nick Hornby.

I shouldn't be listening to pop music.

Sentimental music makes you nostalgic and hopeful at the same time. Marie's the hopeful part. Laura's the nostalgia part. These things happen. They happen to men, at any rate. This is why I shouldn't be listening to pop music.

High Fidelity, Nick Hornby.




PD: Sí, estoy monotemático.

I just don't think I'll ever get over you.

But I don't want you thinking I don't get asked to dinner 'cause I'm here to say that I sometimes do. Even though I may soon feel the touch of love, I just don't think I'll ever get over you. If I lived till I was 102, I just don't think I'll ever get over you.

I just don't think I'll ever get over you. Colin Hay.

Leave me alone.

And if you have to leave I wish that you would just leave, 'cause your presence still lingers here and it won't leave me alone. These wounds won't seem to heal, this pain is just too real, there's just too much that time cannot erase.

My Immortal, Evanescence.

I step to the edge.

So I walk up on high and I step to the edge to see my world below. And I laugh at myself as the tears roll down, 'cause it's the world I know. It's the world I know.

The world I know. Collective Soul.

Or if it's true.

...and it's alright if you're undecided or if you're scared that you might like it or if it's true; I ache for you.

Ache For You, Ben Lee.

Everybody cries.

When the day is long and the night, the night is yours alone, when you're sure you've had enough of this life, well hang on. Don't let yourself go, 'cause everybody cries and everybody hurts sometimes.

Everybody Hurts, R.E.M.

All we got.

ANDREW LARGEMAN
Fuck, this hurts so much.

SAM
I know it hurts. But it's life, and it's real. And sometimes it fucking hurts, but it's life, and it's pretty much all we got.

Garden State (2004), Zach Braff.

The woman I loved.

The Moulin Rouge. A night club, a dance hall and a bordello. Ruled over by Harold Zidler. A kingdom of night time pleasures. Where the rich and powerful came to play with the young and beautiful creatures of the underworld. The most beautiful of these was the one I loved. Satine. A courtesan. She sold her love to men. They called her the "Sparkling Diamond", and she was the star of the Moulin Rouge. The woman I loved is... dead.

Christian (Ewan McGregor), Moulin Rouge! (2001), Baz Lurhmann.

Longing.

Christian, you may see me only as a drunken, vice-ridden gnome whose friends are just pimps and girls from the brothels. But I know about art and love, if only because I long for it with every fiber of my being.

Toulouse Lautrec (John Leguizamo), Moulin Rouge! (2001), Baz Luhrmann.

So screwed.

MATT ALBIE
Was there something you came to see me about?

DANNY TRIP
Yes.

MATT ALBIE
What?

DANNY TRIP
We don't need to do it now, but at some point I'm going to need you to level with me about Harriet. I need to know how big of a problem it's going to be.

MATT ALBIE
It's not going to be a problem at all.

DANNY TRIP
It will if you are still in love with her.

MATT ALBIE
I'm not. I'm not. Danny, I love her talent. The woman's got millions of fans but there are maybe fifty guys in town who know how good she is and we're two of them. I admire her. I'm knocked out by her talent. And I like it when she makes me laugh, and I like making her laugh, which isn't easy to do, so it's gratifying. She's undeniably sexy. I like it when she smiles at me, and a couple of other things, but that's it.

DANNY TRIP
Oh my God, we are so screwed.

MATT ALBIE
I know.

Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip, Episode 2, The Cold Open.

Bairdmen.

Out of order, I show you out of order. You don't know what out of order is, Mr. Trask. I'd show you, but I'm too old, I'm too tired, I'm too fuckin' blind. If I were the man I was five years ago, I'd take a flamethrower to this place! Out of order? Who the hell do you think you're talkin' to? I've been around, you know? There was a time I could see. And I have seen. Boys like these, younger than these, their arms torn out, their legs ripped off. But there isn't nothin' like the sight of an amputated spirit. There is no prosthetic for that. You think you're merely sending this splendid foot soldier back home to Oregon with his tail between his legs, but I say you are... executin' his soul! And why? Because he's not a Bairdman. Bairdmen. You hurt this boy, you're gonna be Baird bums, the lot of ya. And Harry, Jimmy, Trent, wherever you are out there, fuck you too!

Scent of a Woman (1992), Martin Brest.

So, who wants me?

Hello, sick people and their loved ones! In the interest of saving time and avoiding a lot of boring chitchat later, I'm Doctor Gregory House; you can call me "Greg." I'm one of three doctors staffing this clinic this morning. This ray of sunshine is Doctor Lisa Cuddy. Doctor Cuddy runs this whole hospital, so unfortunately she's much too busy to deal with you. I am a board certified diagnostician with a double specialty of infectious disease and nephrology. I am also the only doctor currently employed at this hospital who is forced to be here against his will. But not to worry, because for most of you, this job could be done by a monkey with a bottle of Motrin. Speaking of which, if you're particularly annoying, you may see me reach for this: this is Vicodin. It's mine! You can't have any! And no, I do not have a pain management problem, I have a pain problem... but who knows? Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe I'm too stoned to tell. So, who wants me?
And who would rather wait for one of the other two guys?
Okay. Well, I'll be in Exam Room One if you change your mind.

Dr. Gregory House (Hugh Laurie), House M.D., Season 1, Episode 3.

The world is not small.

You can run far; you can take your small precautions,
but have you really gotten away?
Can you ever escape?
Or is the truth that you do not have the strength or cunning
to hide from destiny?
That the world is not small, you are.
And fate can find you anywhere.

Heroes. Season 1, Episode 8: Seven minutes to midnight.

Dignity.

There's no such thing! Our bodies break down, sometimes when we're 90, sometimes before we're even born, but it always happens and there's never any dignity in it! I don't care if you can walk, see, wipe your own ass... it's always ugly, always! You can live with dignity; you can't die with it!

Dr. Gregory House (Hugh Laurie), House M.D., Pilot.

Hank hates you all.

Hell-A Magazine blog number 1. Hank hates you all. A few things I've learned on my travels through this crazy little thing called life. One, a morning of awkwardness is better than a night of loneliness. Two, I probably won't go down in history, but I will go down on your sister. And 3, while I'm down there it might be nice to see a hint of pubis. I'm not talking about a huge 70's Playboy bush or anything. Just something that reminds me that I'm performing cunnilingus on an adult.

Hank Moody (David Duchovny), Californication, Season 1 Episode 2.

English garden.

Would you care to sit with me for a cup of English tea?
Very twee, very me, any sunny morning.
What a pleasure it would be chatting so delightfully,
nanny bakes fairy cakes
every Sunday morning.

Miles of miles of English garden,
stretching past the willow tree.
Lines of hollyhocks and roses listen most attentively.


English Tea, Paul McCartney, Creation and Chaos in the Backyard.

Suppose.

And suppose I never ever met you.
Suppose we never fell in love.
Suppose I never ever let you kiss me so sweet and so soft.
Suppose I never ever saw you.
Suppose we never ever called.
Suppose I kept on singing love songs
just to break my own fall.

All my friends say that of course its gonna get better.



Regina Spektor, Fidelity.

September 3rd 1973.

On September 3rd 1973, at 6:28pm and 32 seconds, a bluebottle fly capable of 14,670 wing beats a minute landed on Rue St Vincent, Montmartre. At the same moment, on a restaurant terrace nearby, the wind magically made two glasses dance unseen on a tablecloth. Meanwhile, in a 5th-floor flat, 28 Avenue Trudaine, Paris 9, returning from his best friend's funeral, Eugène Colère erased his name from his address book. At the same moment, a sperm with one X chromosome, belonging to Raphaël Poulain, made a dash for an egg in his wife Amandine. Nine months later, Amélie Poulain was born.

Amelie (2001)

This is how it works.

This is how it works.
You're young until you're not.
You love until you don't.
You try until you can't.
You laugh until you cry.
You cry until you laugh.
And everyone must breathe,
until their dying breath.

Regina Spektor, On the Radio.