Vanilla Sky

Sofía:
I think she's the saddest girl to ever to hold a martini.

Sofía:
I'll tell you in another life, when we are both cats.

Libby:
You'll be meeting Rebecca Dearborn, my personal role model.

Brian:
And I know sour, which allows me to appreciate the sweet.

David:
He never watched television, and yet his biggest magazine is still the TV Digest.

Brian:
I good you bid evening.

Brian:
Julie Gianni is your f*** buddy.

David:
Even in my dreams, I'm an idiot who knows he's about to wake up to reality.

Sofía:
Every passing minute is another chance to turn it all around.

Sofía:
Holy God. This is going to change my life in a zillion different ways. I must be nuts.

Rebecca Dearborn:
This is a revolution of the mind.

Julie:
Don't you know that when you sleep with someone, your body makes a promise whether you do or not.

David:
And to what do I owe this pleasure?

Sofía:
The pleasure of Sofia Serrano.

Thomas Tipp:
Do you know they even got a... well, a nickname for you behind your back? Heh? Citizen Dildo.

Sofía:
What about you? What's your nickname?

David:
Citizen Dildo.

Sofía:
Hmm. You are not staying over.

Julie:
Four times... it means something, David.

Brian:
Just remember, the sweet is never as sweet without the sour, and I know the sour.

Rebecca Dearborn:
Most of us live our whole lives... without any real adventure to call our own.

Rebecca Dearborn:
What is any life without the pursuit of a dream?

Thomas Tipp:
...maybe you should let people see you, yeah? I mean, the last time we were together, you were, you were, you were in a coma, and you were very f***ing rude to me. You didn't say a word.

Thomas Tipp:
But I say this with complete love. Claim your life. Learn to be an a**hole. Don't...

David:
Two's enough.

Thomas Tipp:
Forgive me. But I still believe in this family, David, even if it's only you.

David:
See, I've got this little problem. I've got a stalker.

Sofía:
It doesn't sound life threatening.

David:
But I need a cover. I need for you to pretend we're having a scintillating conversation, and you are wildly entertained.

David:
I know it's tough.

Sofía:
I'll improvise.

David:
Thomas Tipp was right; people will read again.

David:
Is it me?

David:
No. Tell me now.

Sofía:
I'll tell you later.

David:
If something's wrong please tell me now.

David:
Say everything now, now, now, now.

David:
I'm frozen and you're dead, and I love you.

Brian:
You're rich and women love you, and I'm from Ohio and I'm drunk. Can I tell you the truth?

David:
Everybody does.

Brian:
I dig her, and I've never said this to you before about any girl. But she could be, could be, could be, could be the girl of my f***ing dreams.

David:
You're not from Ohio.

Brian:
I know.

David:
You're not blind. You're drinking Jack Daniels, and when you drink Jack, you start in with that... Frank Sinatra, she shot me down, give me a cigarette, "King of Sad" thing.

Brian:
That I do. Give me a cigarette.

Brian:
You will never know the exquisite pain of the guy, who goes home alone.

Sofía:
But I just think good things will happen, if you are a good person with a good attitude, don't you think?

Edmund:
It's been a brilliant journey of self-awakening. And now you've simply got to ask yourself this: What is happiness to you, David?

Edmund:
Its been a brilliant journey of self-awakening, now you simply have to ask yourself this... What is happiness to you David?

David:
My father wrote about this in his book. Chapter 1... Page 1... Paragraph 1: What is the answer to 99 out of 100 questions?... Money.

David:
The little things... there's nothing bigger, is there?

David:
Where's Sofia? WHERE IS SHE?

Julie:
I AM SOFIA.

David:
Doc, once you've been driven off a bridge at 80 miles an hour, somehow you don't invite happiness in without a full body search.

David:
I wanna wake up! Tech support! It's a nightmare! Tech support! Tech support!

David:
These? These are more than headaches. These are steel plates slicing through my every thought.

David:
How bad is it?

Sofía:
...Well... your ears are in the right place... And the rest of it... is not bad at all. It's perfect!

Dr. Curtis McCabe:
Dig deep, David.

David:
I want to live a real life... I don't want to dream any longer.

Brian:
You're in O.J.-land.

Julie:
Don't ever say that word. I will never come over and bring you chicken soup and f*** your brains out again.

Dr. Curtis McCabe:
I'm real. I'm... I'm... mortality as home entertainment? THIS CANNOT BE THE FUTURE. Can it? CAN IT?

Dr. Curtis McCabe:
With all the possible respect I can offer a man wearing a latex mask and spouting conspiracy theories, David, believe me, you've crossed that bridge.

Dr. Curtis McCabe:
And you didn't immediately wanna sleep with her?

David:
Well, you know, I'm a pleasure delayer.

David:
Good. Because for a minute there, I thought we were talking about A F***ING MASK!

David:
Oh, no. It's great. This completely takes care of Halloween. But what about the other 364 days of the year?

Julie:
I'm so afraid of how powerful this is!

Sofía:
Do you love me? I mean really love me. Because if you don't... I'll just have to kill you.

David:
I WANNA WAKE UP!

David "I love you life"

Sofia " well it's mine and you can't have it"

"I'll tell you in another life, when we are both cats."

~ Sofia

[David is knocked fiercely over the head with frying pan. He wakes up later. He is puzzled by the presence of Julie.]

David:
Who are you?

Julie:
I'm Sofia.

David:
You are not Sofia.

Julie:
I'm Sofia.

David:
Whatever.

David:
: I wasn't hitting on Sofia.

Brian:
: Oh, fine. Whatever you say. I'm crazy. I'm blind.

David:
: You're not blind, you're drinking Jack Daniels, and when you drink Jack you start in with that, "Frank Sinatra, she shot me down, give me a cigarette, King of Sad" thing.

Brian:
: That I do. Give me a cigarette.

David:
: I'll find one.

Brian:
: But wait. You're rich and women love you, and I'm from Ohio and I'm drunk. Can I tell you the truth?

David:
: Everybody does.

Brian:
: I dig her. And I've never said this to you before about any girl, but she could be - could be, could be, could be - the girl of my f***ing dreams.

David:
: You're not from Ohio.

Brian:
: I know. But if she fucks up our friendship, she can go to hell. I won't allow it. We are bros.

David:
: I feel the same way.

Brian:
: Sure you do.

David:
How 'bout if you help me, unless I'm horning in here.

Sofia:
You are, but the food's good.

David:
See, I've got this little problem. I've got a stalker.

Sofia:
It doesn't sound life-threatening.

David:
But I need a cover. I need for you to pretend we're having a scintillating conversation, and you are wildly entertained. I know it's tough.

Sofia:
I'll improvise.

David:
She's across the room and burning a hole in my back now, isn't she?

Sofia:
Red dress, strappy shoes? Wow. She's really staring at you.

David:
Sh*t.

Sofia:
And she seems to be growing.. less happy. I think she's the saddest girl to ever hold a martini.

David:
: Look at us. I'm frozen and you are dead. And I love you.

Sofia:
: It's a problem.

David:
: I lost you when I got in that car. I'm sorry. Do you remember what you told me once? "Every passing minute is another chance to turn it all around"...

Sofia:
: I'll find you again.

David:
: I'll see you in another life... when we are both cats.

Sofia:

“Every passing minute is another chance to turn it all around.”

David Aames:
Isn’t that what being young is about, believing secretly that you would be the one person in the history of man that would live forever?

David Aames:
My dreams are a cruel joke. They taunt me. Even in my dreams, I'm an idiot who knows he's about to wake up to reality. If I could only avoid sleep. But I can't. I try to tell myself what to dream. I try to dream that I am flying. Something free. It never works...

David Aames:
That smile's gonna be the end of me.

David Aames:
One kiss

David Aames:
Good. Because for a minute there I thought we were talking about A F***ING MASK!!

David Aames:
I lost you when I got in that car. I'm sorry.

David Aames:
I remember. Somebody died. It was me.

David Aames:
A new form of me began to take shape. I planned my reemergence, like the Normandy invasion. (Sofia, Sofia...) I'll just say it - I did my homework. I read every memo. Thomas Tipp was right: People will read again.

David Aames:
You keep the relationship casual, until the absolute breaking point. And then one evening or afternoon or morning, it could be months from now. Well, you know how it works

David Aames:
I don't care if God calls, I'm very, very busy.

David Aames:
I am a pleasure delayer.

SofíA Serrano:
I meant that to be your forehead.

SofíA Serrano:
Come here... I want to tell you a secret.

SofíA Serrano:
I'll find you again.

Brian Shelby:
You can do whatever you want with your life, but one day you'll know what love truly is. It's the sour and the sweet. And I know sour, which allows me to appreciate the sweet.

Brian Shelby:
My own death was in front of me, and you know what happened? Your life flashed before my eyes.

Brian Shelby:
Because I am Frank, and Frank must go. I good you bid evening.

Julie Gianni:
What's happiness to you, David?

Julie Gianni:
We had sex four times. Four times! I swallowed your cum, it means something!

Julie Gianni:
Happiness to me, is being here with you!

Rebecca Dearborn:
Most of us live our whole lives without having an adventure to call our own. What is any life without the pursuit of a dream?