Maria Ruskin: Sherman... where are all the white people?
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Maria Ruskin: Sherman... where are all the white people?
Peter Fallow: Alright, alright. Here we go. Everything's under control. Nothing to worry about. Oh. Excuse me. I haven't introduced myself, have I? My name is Peter Fallow. I'm a writer. But you know that already. Unless you haven't read a newspaper or seen the television in the last few months, you know exactly who I am. I am the man of the moment. Hero of the evening. Me and a little book I happened to write. Now, the real hero of the evening is of course not even with us tonight. But we'll come to him in a minute. For now, indulge yourself in the extravagance of the moment and remember, if you will, a phrase from another little best-seller: "For what does it profit a man if he gains the whole world and loses his soul?". This is the story about such a man.
Peter Fallow: If you're going to live in a whorehouse, there's only one thing you can do: be the best damn whore around.
Maria Ruskin: Sherman, I'm coming from the South and I'm starting to not like this very much!
Maria Ruskin: Sherman, fuck the luggage. Let's go have a drink.
Aubrey Buffing: The wrath of heaven must be at hand! Its justice will not tarry! I see the deadly thunderbolt poised above his head!
D.A. Abe Weiss: You don't think the future knows how to cross a bridge?
Robert Corso: Why did you hit that kid, Sherman?
Maria Ruskin: Sherman... where are all the white people?
Peter Fallow: Alright, alright. Here we go. Everything's under control. Nothing to worry about. Oh. Excuse me. I haven't introduced myself, have I? My name is Peter Fallow. I'm a writer. But you know that already. Unless you haven't read a newspaper or seen the television in the last few months, you know exactly who I am. I am the man of the moment. Hero of the evening. Me and a little book I happened to write. Now, the real hero of the evening is of course not even with us tonight. But we'll come to him in a minute. For now, indulge yourself in the extravagance of the moment and remember, if you will, a phrase from another little best-seller: "For what does it profit a man if he gains the whole world and loses his soul?". This is the story about such a man.
Peter Fallow: If you're going to live in a whorehouse, there's only one thing you can do: be the best damn whore around.
Maria Ruskin: Sherman, I'm coming from the South and I'm starting to not like this very much!
Maria Ruskin: Sherman, fuck the luggage. Let's go have a drink.
Aubrey Buffing: The wrath of heaven must be at hand! Its justice will not tarry! I see the deadly thunderbolt poised above his head!
D.A. Abe Weiss: You don't think the future knows how to cross a bridge?
Robert Corso: Why did you hit that kid, Sherman?
Judy McCoy: I'm leaving you! Judy McCoy: After the party... and now, if you will excuse me, we have guests.
Maria Ruskin: He's defective. Sherman McCoy: You mean, he "defected". Maria Ruskin: No, I mean he doesn't speak any English.
Pollard Browning: Hello, Sherman. Sherman McCoy: Good evening, Pollard. Pollard Browning: It's raining, you know. Sherman McCoy: I did notice, yes. Pollard Browning: Ah, Sherman, a true friend to man's best friend. Sherman McCoy: Pollard, you old phrase-maker. Pollard Browning: I beg your pardon? Sherman McCoy: Is that the best you can do? Is that as witty as we get? Pollard Browning: I don't know what you're talking about. Furthermore, if you're wet when you return, take the service elevator.
Maria Ruskin: Oh Sherman, LOOK OUT! Maria Ruskin: Oh Christ, Sherman, we're in the middle of a godamn war zone and you're worried about doing the right thing?
Sherman McCoy: There's one thing I can do. I want to see the truth come out, and burn every one of them, and there's only one way to do that. Mr. McCoy: And what is that? Sherman McCoy: Lie. Mr. McCoy: Oh... you know I have always been a great believer in the truth. I have lived my life as honestly as I can. I, I believe in the truth as an essential companion to a man of conscience. A beacon in this vast and dark wasteland, that is our modern world. And yet... Sherman McCoy: Yes. Mr. McCoy: ...in this case, if the truth won't set you free, then lie.
Ed Rifkin: Henry Lamb. Who's that? Peter Fallow: He was a student of yours at Ruppert High. In your English class. Ed Rifkin: He was? What's he done? Peter Fallow: He hasn't done anything. He's been seriously injured. I'm a reporter, I work for a newspaper. Ed Rifkin: Well, I don't remember him. Peter Fallow: I'm trying to find what kind of student he was? Ed Rifkin: If I don't remember him, I guess he was okay. Peter Fallow: You say he was a good student? Ed Rifkin: Good doesn't really apply at Ruppert High. They're either cooperative or life-threatening. Peter Fallow: Well they say he was going to college. Ed Rifkin: You mean City College. That... they got to open admission policies so if you live in the city, graduate high school, and still breathing, they're gonna take you. Peter Fallow: What can you tell me about his performance in class? Any aptitude, special skills? Ed Rifkin: Mr. uh... Peter Fallow: Fallow. Peter Fallow. Ed Rifkin: Mr. Fallow, I got 65 students in every class. Peter Fallow: Tests, homework, any written work he might have turn now? Ed Rifkin: Shit, there hasn't been any written work at Ruppert High since 15, maybe 20 years. Peter Fallow: Really? And how the hell you keep track of these kids? I mean, Jesus Christ, there must be some record of how this boy measures up to the other students at class. Ed Rifkin: You're thinking about honor students and grades. Peter Fallow: Attendance records. Grades. Yeah. Ed Rifkin: High achievements. We don't make those kind of comparisons. We just try to keep them off the streets. At Ruppert High, an honor student is somebody who comes to class and doesn't piss on the teacher. Peter Fallow: Well, by that standard then, would you say Henry Lamb was an honor student? Ed Rifkin: Well, uh, he never pissed on me.
Ray Andruitti: Trace the car? D.A. Abe Weiss: Yeah. Ray Andruitti: Trace the car, Abe? We don't even have a witness. We don't even know where it happened. We don't even know if it happened. D.A. Abe Weiss: Trace the car, Ray! Ray Andruitti: Abe, we don't have a case! Even if we find the car. Now if the driver, if the driver come to us and say "Oh yeah, yeah, that's right! I hit this kid the other night and yeah, that's right. I didn't stop! I didn't report. I'm the one, I'm the guy, I did it!" then we got a case. D.A. Abe Weiss: Just trace the fucking car, Ray!
D.A. Abe Weiss: That's my name! My own fucking name! Jed Kramer: That's a complete fuck up. D.A. Abe Weiss: Who the hell are you? Jed Kramer: I'm, I'm Kramer. I'm assistant district attorney Kramer. I work in this office.
Tom Killian: Hey, wait a minute. What the fuck? What press? I talked to Ray last night and he promised me no bullshit! Det. Martin: This is Weiss. Weiss gave the order this morning. Tom Killian: Somebody's gonna pay for this!
