Wednesday, March 11, 2009

The Crow

Suddenly I heard a tapping, a rapping as if someone were at my door.

Albrecht: At least he didn't do that walk against the wind shit, I hate that.

Eric Draven: It can't rain all the time.

Sarah: If the people we love are stolen from us, the way to have them live on is to never stop loving them. Buildings burn, people die, but real love is forever.

Albrecht: You the one who killed Tin-Tin?
Eric Draven: He was already dead. He died one year ago, the moment he touched her. They're all dead. They just don't know it yet.


Funboy: Jesus Christ!
Eric Draven: Jesus Christ? Stop me if you heard this one. Jesus Christ walks into a hotel. [Fun Boy shoots him.] He hands the innkeeper three nails, and he asks... [Fun Boy shoots him again.]
Funboy: Don't you ever fucking die?
Eric Draven: Can you put me up for the night?

Sarah: People once believed that when someone dies, a crow carries their soul to the Land of the Dead. But sometimes, something so bad happens that a terrible sadness is carried with it and the soul can not rest. Then sometimes, just sometimes, the crow can bring that soul back to put the wrong things right.

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