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Lost in Translation
Sofia Coppola





TRANSLATOR: He wants you to turn, look in camera and say the lines.

BOB: That's all he said?





WOMAN: Mr. Harris?

BOB: Yes?

WOMAN: Do you like massage?

BOB: I don't think so.

WOMAN: Mr. Kazuzo send Premium Fantasy. My stockings.

BOB: Yes?

WOMAN: Take them. No - Lip them... Don't touch me! Lip my stockings! Lip them!

BOB: Huh? Oh you want me to rip them?

WOMAN: Please let me go! Let me go!

BOB: I think you should leave.





MISS KAWASAKI: Mr. Harris!

PRESS AGENT: We just got a request from Tanabe Morihe - he is the Johnny Carson of Japan! It is a big honor to be invited to his show.

MISS KAWASAKI: Can you stay until Friday?

BOB: I'll have to see about that.





BOB: Can you get me on a flight Thursday night?

ELAINE: We're looking into it Bob, but they really want you to stay to do the talk show Friday, apparently it's a really big deal, he's the Johnny Carson of Japan.

BOB:Yeah, they told me.





CHARLOTTE: What are you doing here?

BOB: My wife needs space, I don't know my kids' birthdays. Everyone wants Tiger Woods, but they could get me, so I'm here doing a whiskey commercial.





BOB: How long have you been married?

CHARLOTTE: Two years.

BOB: Try twenty-five.

CHARLOTTE: You're probably just having a mid-life crisis. Did you buy a Porsche?

BOB: I'm thinking about it.

CHARLOTTE: 25 years... that's a long time... Are you still in love with your wife?

BOB: Yes... I don't know, I don't know her anymore. I don't know if you can be in love with one person the whole time.





CHARLOTTE: I wish I could sleep.

BOB: Me, too.





KELLY: ... Well, I have the worst headache, I have to go find some aspirin. But, call me, let's have a drink, I'm under Evelyn Waugh.

JOHN: Ok, see you later.

CHARLOTTE: Evelyn Waugh?

JOHN: What?

CHARLOTTE: Evelyn Waugh was a man.





BOB: Who do I have to fuck to get off this planet?





CHARLOTTE: I don't want to go home.

BOB: I know. I don't either.





CHARLOTTE: Do you remember when we met at the bar?... You were wearing a tuxedo.

BOB: But the first time I saw you was in the elevator.

CHARLOTTE: Really?

BOB: Yeah, you don't remember?

CHARLOTTE: Did I scowl at you?

BOB: No, you smiled.

CHARLOTTE: I don't remember.

BOB: I know, I kind of blend in here.





CHARLOTTE: Why do they switch the r's and l's here?

BOB: I don't know. My fax said "have a good fright".

CHARLOTTE: Let's never come here again, because it would never be as much fun.





BOB: ... the more you know who you are... you don't care about things the same way.

CHARLOTTE: I just don't know what I'm supposed to be. I thought maybe I wanted to be a writer... but I hate what I write, and I tried taking pictures, but John's so good at that, and mine are so mediocre... and every girl goes through a photography phase, like horses, you know dumb pictures of your feet...

BOB: You'll figure it out. I'm not worried about you. Keep writing.





CHARLOTTE: And marriage, does that get easier?

BOB: It's hard. We started going to a marriage counselor.

CHARLOTTE: Did that help? Did you learn anything?

BOB: We established that we have no communication.

CHARLOTTE: Oh.

BOB: We used to have fun, she used to like to go to places with me for my movies and we would laugh at all the weirdos, but now she's tired of it all. She never wants to leave the kids, she doesn't need me, and they don't need me, I feel like I'm in the way. It gets complicated when you have kids... that changes everything.

CHARLOTTE: That's too scary.

BOB: When they're born it's like Vietnam. It's terrifying.

CHARLOTTE: No one ever tells you that...





CHARLOTTE: John thinks I'm so snotty.

BOB: You are.

CHARLOTTE: I know, but that's what you like about me. Why do you have to be with your opposite, why can't similar people be together?

BOB: Because that would be too easy.





BOB: How do you say "hospital" in Japanese?

RECEPTION: Excuse me?

BOB: Hospital?

RECEPTION: One moment, please.

CONCIERGE: Concierge desk, may I help you?

BOB: Yes, can you tell me how to say "hospital" in Japanese?

CONCIERGE: "Hospital" in Japanese? Hosupitari.

BOB: Hosupitari?





CHARLOTTE: Isn't it weird there are no street names in Tokyo... you'd think a city like this would have street names... you need a map to get anywhere... look, there are no signs...





CHARLOTTE: You can't get sushi anywhere in Japan after 2 o'clock. Did you know that?





CHARLOTTE: When are you leaving?

BOB: Tomorrow.

CHARLOTTE: I'm going to miss you.

BOB: That's what you said the other night.

CHARLOTTE: Well I mean it more now.





BOB: I don't want to go back tomorrow.

CHARLOTTE: I know. But, it doesn't last, you have to go back sometime.

BOB: Why can't it last?

CHARLOTTE: I don't know, it just doesn't, reality changes things... and we can't stay here forever.





BOB: Why are you crying?

CHARLOTTE: I'll miss you.

BOB: I know, I'm going to miss you too.



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