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: The early bird gathers no moss! The rolling stone catches the worm!
: Where the hell's Fiji? Near Florida? Truman
: [pointing to golf ball
] See here? Marlon
: Yeah. Truman
: This is us...
[guides finger halfway around ball
: and all the way around here... FIJI. You can't get any further away before you start coming back.
: Good morning, and in case I don't see ya, good afternoon, good evening, and good night!
: It was Dad. I swear! Dressed like a homeless man. And you know what else was strange? A business man and a woman with a little dog came out of nowhere and forced him onto a bus. Truman's Mother
: Well! It's about time they cleaned up the trash downtown before we become just like the rest of the country.
: Lauren, right? It's on your book. Lauren
: Lauren. Right. Right. Truman Burbank
: Well, I'm Truman. Lauren
: Yeah. I know. Look, Truman, I'm not allowed to talk to you. You know. Truman Burbank
: Yeah, well, I can understand, I'm a pretty dangerous character.
[Truman attempts to leave his town and a convoy of cars pulls in front of him to block his exit
] Truman Burbank
: Blocked at every turn. Beautifully synchronized, don't you agree? Meryl
: You're blaming me for the traffic? Truman Burbank
: Should I? Meryl
: Truman, let's go home. Truman Burbank
: You're right. We could be stuck here for hours. It could be like this all the way to Atlantic City. Let's go back. I'm sorry. I don't know what got into me. Meryl
: Truman, can you slow down? Truman Burbank
: Yes, I can. Meryl
: Truman. Truman, that's our turnoff. Truman Burbank
: I changed my mind. What's New Orleans like this time of year? Mardi Gras, woooooo! Ha ha ha ha ha! Hoo hoo hoo! Whoooohoo! Look, Meryl! Same road, no cars. It's magic! Hahaha! Meryl
: You let me out, Truman. You're not right in the head. You want to destroy yourself you do it on your own. Truman Burbank
: I think I'd like a little company.
: Somebody help me, I'm being spontaneous!
: [holding up a jar of cocoa, slipping into advertising mode
] Why don't you let me fix you some of this Mococoa drink? All natural cocoa beans from the upper slopes of Mount Nicaragua. No artificial sweeteners. Truman
: [looking around
] What the hell are you talking about? Who are you talking to? Meryl
: I've tasted other cocoas. This is the best.
: [to an unseen Christof
] Who are you? Christof
: [on a speaker
] I am the Creator - of a television show that gives hope and joy and inspiration to millions. Truman
: Then who am I? Christof
: You're the star.
: [Sailing in the artificially-roughened winds and seas - he shouts to the sky
] Is that the best you can do?
[Christof, in the "moon room", whips around to face the screen, shocked
: You're gonna have to kill me!
: What do ya do with a drunken sailor? What do ya do with a drunken sailor? What do ya do with a drunken sailor ear-lye in the mor-nin'!
: Was nothing real? Christof
: You were real. That's what made you so good to watch...
: [brandishing the "Chef's Pal" kitchen multi-knife to keep him away from her
] Truman! You are scaring me! Truman
: No. You're scaring me, Meryl. What are you gonna do? Dice me, slice me or peel me? There's so many CHOICES!
: [after scaring the two control room directors by seemingly talking to them, then easing them by seeming to revert back to his eccentricity, while they look at their notes temporarily
] That one's for free.
: I know you better than you know yourself. Truman
: You never had a camera in my head!
: I hereby proclaim this planet Trumania of the Burbank Galaxy.
: [Spinning around the roundabout
] Truman, I think I'm going to throw up! Truman
: Me too!
: Where would you like to go? Truman
: Fiji. Travel Agent
: When? Truman
: [pats his suitcase
] Today. Travel Agent
: [types on her computer
] Oh, I'm sorry, but we don't have another flight for a least a month. Truman
: A month? Travel Agent
: It's the busy season.
: Hi, honey! Look what I got free at the checkout. It's a "Chef's Pal". It's a dicer, grater, peeler, all in one. Never needs sharpening, dishwasher safe! Truman
: [feigning interest
] Wow. That's amazing.
: Can you tell her I had to go to Fiji and that I'll call her when I get there?
: Look at that sunset, Truman. It's perfect. Truman
: Yeah. Marlon
: That's the big guy. Quite a paint brush he's got.
[Truman is trying to leave town in his car, with Meryl. He's gone through various obstacles including traffic jams and a forest fire. Now he's hearing a warning siren
] What now?
[they're coming up to Seahaven Nuclear Power Station. Police, firemen and men in radiation suits are blocking the road
: Truman, it looks like a leak at the plant. Policeman at Power Plant
: [walking up to the car window
] Back up, back up. Leak at the plant. We had to shut her down. Truman
: Is there any way around? Policeman at Power Plant
: [shakes head
] Whole area's been evacuated. Meryl
: Is there anything I can do? Policeman at Power Plant
: No, ma'am. Truman
] Thank you for your help. Policeman at Power Plant
: You're welcome, Truman. Truman
: [stunned whisper
: [looking through a photo album
] Here's us at Mount Rushmore. Do you remember, Truman? When Dad was still with us? That was quite a drive, you slept the whole way there. Truman
: [looking closer at the old photo of himself as a boy with his parents in front of an inaccurate mock-up of Mount Rushmore
] It looks so small. Truman's Mother
: [quickly turning the page
] Things always do when you look back, darling.
: I figure we can scrape together $8,000... Meryl
: Every time you and Marlon get together... Truman
: We can bum around the world for a year on that! Meryl
: And then what, Truman? We'd be where we were five years ago. You're talking like a teenager. Truman
: Well, maybe I feel like a teenager. Meryl
: We have mortgage payments, Truman.
: We have car payments. What, we're going to just walk away from our financial obligations? Truman
: [He stands, whirls around, bends pleadingly, his hands reaching as though to grab the world
] It would be an adventure! Meryl
: I thought we were gonna try for a baby.
[He turns away and rubs the back of his neck
: Isn't that enough of an adventure? Truman
: [Truman turns back, waves his arms dramatically
] That can wait. I want to get away, see some of the world! Explore! Meryl
: [teasing him
] Honey, you wanna be an explorer.
[She rises, goes to him, strokes his cheek
: This'll pass. We all think like this now and then.