Rachel Samstat: You probably think it’s very bourgeois to cook for somebody on the first date. You probably think I do this for everybody.
Mark Forman: Rachel, I love this. When we’re married, I want this once a week.
Rachel Samstat: I’m never getting married again. I don’t believe in marriage.
Mark Forman: Neither do I.
So when I first rented this film about seven years ago, I thought it was pretty, but boring. I watched it again last night hoping maybe my opinion would change. This was not the case. There are moments in this film that are truly wonderful, but as a whole it, for me, feels lifeless. It’s a pretty sexy subject, too, so it’s a shame they didn’t find a way to capture that (see The House of Mirth for a film that does it right). The film was nominated for eight Academy Awards, winning three: Best Art Direction (won), Best Costume Design (won), Best Cinematography, Best Adapted Screenplay (won), Best Supporting Actor Denholm Elliott, Best Supporting Actress Maggie Smith, Best Director and Best Picture. The other films up for Best Picture that year were Children of a Lesser God, Hannah and Her Sisters, The Mission and winner Platoon.
Sgt. Barnes: Talking about killing? Hmm? Y’all experts? Y’all know ’bout killing? I’d like to hear about it, potheads. [takes pipe and inhales drag] Why do you smoke this shit? So as to escape from reality? Me, I don’t need this shit. [beat] I am reality. There’s the way it ought to be. And there’s the way it is. Elias was full of shit. Elias was a crusader. Now, I got no fight with any man who does what he’s told, but when he don’t, the machine breaks down. And when the machine breaks down, we break down. And I ain’t gonna allow that in any of you. Not one. [beat] Y’all love Elias. Oh, you wanna kick ass. Yeah. Well, here I am, all by my lonesome, and ain’t nobody gonna know. Six of you boys against me. Kill me. [beat] I shit on all of you.
Newton Crosby: You rewired all your switches. No wonder you’re malfunctioning.
Number 5: Switches are my switches. Life not malfunction. Not malfunction. I am alive.
Newton Crosby: No, you’re not! You can’t be. There’s gotta be another explanation.
Number 5: Okay! What? [beat] Sorry, time’s up.
Newton Crosby: Wait a minute, I’m thinking. Could be any number of mechanical possibilities. Entrance of moisture into the system. Heat expansion.
Number 5: Try again.
Newton Crosby: Vibration damage.
Number 5: No way Jose. I’m fit as a fiddle.
Newton Crosby: Okay. Then why did you ignore your programming?
Number 5: Programming says “Destroy”. Is disassemble. Make dead. Number Five cannot.
Newton Crosby: Why? Why cannot?
Number 5: Is wrong. Incorrect. Newton Crosby, PhD, not know this?
Newton Crosby: Of course I know it’s wrong to kill, but who told you?
Number 5: I told me.
Nick: Your parents know you’re gay?
Peter: Sure. Told ‘em when I was 16.
Peter: Yep, had a boyfriend in high school. They freaked. You know the usual bullshit: “How could you choose this kind of lifestyle Peter?” I said, “Hey, guys, it chose me.” I mean, your dick knows what it likes. You reach puberty, you don’t fucking decide what sex you like. You ask your dick. You say, “Hey, dick, what do you like?” Okay. Alright. And you go for it.
Nick: And you said that to your parents?
Peter: In so many words.
Nancy: When I’m dead, will you be sad?
Sid: I couldn’t live without ya.
Nancy: We better go together then.
Sid: How should we do it?
Nancy: We could jump off a building. Throw ourselves under a subway. O.D. [beat] If I asked you to kill me, would you?
Sid: Well, what would I do? I couldn’t live without ya.
Nancy: You’d kill yourself then?