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State and Main (2000)

Joseph Turner White: You believe that? Ann Black: I do if you do. Joseph Turner White: But it's absurd. Ann Black: So is our electoral process. But we still vote.

Bob Barrenger: I know my lines. Walt Price: You do? Bob Barrenger: I just don't know what order they come in.

Walt Price: It's not a lie. It's a gift for fiction.

Joseph Turner White: How do I do a film called "The Old Mill" when I don't have an old mill? Ann Black: Well, first you've got to change the title.

Walt Price: Who designed these costumes? It looks like Edith Head puked, and that puke designed these costumes.

Ann Black: Everybody makes their own fun. If you don't make it yourself, it isn't fun. It's entertainment.

Walt Price: I'm going to rip your heart out, then I'm going to piss on your lungs through the hole in your chest!

Doc Wilson: It's the truth that you should never trust anybody who wears a bow tie. Cravat's supposed to point down to accentuate the genitals. Why'd you wanna trust somebody whose tie points out to accentuate his ears?

Joseph Turner White: What's an associate producer credit? Bill Smith: It's what you give to your secretary instead of a raise.

[Why he lusts for 14 year old girls.] Bob Barrenger: Everybody needs a hobby.

Walt Price: It's not a lie; it's a gift for fiction.

Joseph Turner White: You like kids? Ann Black: Never saw the point of 'em. Joseph Turner White: Me neither.

Walt Price: This is what my people died for... the right to make a movie in this town.

Walt Price: What does he like? Assistant: 14-year-old girls. Walt Price: Well, get him something else. We want to get out of this town alive. Get him half a 28-year-old girl.

Ann Black: "If you were never down, how would you know when you were up?" Joe White: You have a gift for words. Ann Black: It's in your play.

Walt Price: Get him some... maple syrup. Tommy Max: Maple Syrup? Walt Price: Yes, maple syrup. It grows on trees.

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