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Norman Maclean (Character)
from A River Runs Through It (1992)

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A River Runs Through It (1992)
Norman Maclean: So, what do you think?
Jessie Burns: What do I think? I think it's the berries!
Norman Maclean: You do?
Jessie Burns: Yeah, to get away, Chicago. God, it's haven!
Norman Maclean: Have you ever been?
Jessie Burns: No, not anywhere. Helena. Congratulations, Norman!
Norman Maclean: Truth is, I'm not sure I want to leave.
Jessie Burns: Montana? Why? It'll always be here.
Norman Maclean: Not Montana.
Jessie Burns: Then what? WHAT?
Norman Maclean: I'm not sure I want to leave you.

Norman Maclean: Dear Jesse, as the moon lingers a moment over the bitterroots, before its descent into the invisible, my mind is filled with song. I find I am humming softly; not to the music, but something else; some place else; a place remembered; a field of grass where no one seemed to have been; except a deer; and the memory is strengthened by the feeling of you, dancing in my awkward arms.

Jessie Burns: If he came back next summer, would you try and help him?
Norman Maclean: If you wanted me to.
Jessie Burns: Well, he's not coming back.
Norman Maclean: Well, at least, he's got friends out there.
Jessie Burns: Who Ronald Coleman? Why is it the people who need the most help... won't take it?
Norman Maclean: I don't know, Jess.

Paul Maclean: As I live and breathe.
Rawhide: [hungover] Buster, here wants to fish.
Norman Maclean: You're late, Neal.
Neal Burns: Yeah, yeah, I didn't get in until late.
Paul Maclean: Well, I didn't get in at all, but I was here.
Norman Maclean: Neil, Paul. Paul, Neil.
Paul Maclean: Neal, in Montana, there's three thing we're never late for: church, work and fishing.
Neal Burns: [introducing Rawhide] Anywho this is...
Paul Maclean, Norman Maclean: [in uncaring unison] We've met.

Paul Maclean: Couldn't you find him?
Norman Maclean: The hell with him.
Paul Maclean: Well, I thought we were supposed to help him.
Norman Maclean: How the hell do you help that son of a bitch?
Paul Maclean: By taking him fishing.
Norman Maclean: He doesn't like fishing. He doesn't like Montana and he sure as hell doesn't like me.
Paul Maclean: Well, maybe what he likes is somebody trying to help him.

Norman Maclean: I'm in deep trouble.
Paul Maclean: Yep. Want me to come over and protect you?

Norman Maclean: My candle burns at both ends; it will not last the night. But ah my foes, and oh my friends - it gives a lovely light.

Norman Maclean: The world is full of bastards, the number increasing rapidly the further one gets from Missoula, Montana.