Quotes

Vincent: There's no gene for fate.

Vincent: We shed 500 million cells a day.

Vincent: You want to know how I did it? This is how I did it, Anton: I never saved anything for the swim back.

Jerome: We have to get drunk immediately.

Vincent: [narrating] I belonged to a new underclass, no longer determined by social status or the color of your skin. No, we now have discrimination down to a science.

Vincent: There's more vodka in this piss than there is piss.

Dr. Lamar: Jerome, never shy, pisses on command. Beautiful piece of equipment you've got there Jerome. I ever told you that?

Vincent: Only every time I'm in here.

Dr. Lamar: Occupational hazard. I see a great many on the course of any given day. Your's just happens to be an exceptional example. Don't know why my folks didn't order one like that for me.

Dr. Lamar: Jerome, Jerome, the metronome.

Vincent: What's this?

Dr. Lamar: New Policy, what's the matter? Flight got you nervous.

Vincent: Nope, there's a problem Lamar...

Dr. Lamar: ...I still haven't told you about my son have I. He's a big fan of yours...

Vincent: Just remember. I was as good as any, and better than most...

Dr. Lamar: ...He wants to apply here...

Vincent: ...I could've gone up and back and nobody would've been the wiser...

Dr. Lamar: ...unfortunately my son's not all that they promised. But then again, who knows what he could do.

[test reveals Vincent as invalid]

Dr. Lamar: For future reference, right handed men don't hold it with their left. Just one of those things.

[Lamar hits button revealing Jerome's valid i.d]

Vincent: [Vincent stares into Lamar eyes, hesitating]

Dr. Lamar: You're gonna miss your flight Vincent.

Vincent: I can't go anywhere without seeing my own face. They'll recognize me.

Jerome: They won't recognize you.

Vincent: They'll recognize me.

Jerome: I don't recognize you.

Vincent: A year is a long time.

Irene: Not so long. Just once around the sun.

Vincent: They think I killed the mission director.

Jerome: What makes you think that?

Vincent: They found my eye lash.

Jerome: Where?

Vincent: In the corridor.

Jerome: Ah well it could be worse. They could have found it in your eye.

Vincent: I'll never understand what possessed my mother to put her faith in God's hands, rather than her local geneticist.

[after vomiting]

Jerome: Do you want some of this? I could keep it for you in case you ever need it... I'm sorry. Sorry.

Jerome: What's your number? That's harassment. What's your number?

Jerome: What's your number, you fucking flat foot!

[second title card]

Title Card: "I not only think that we will tamper with Mother Nature, I think Mother wants us to." - Willard Gaylin

Vincent: I'm sorry, the wind caught it...

Det. Hugo: Hello everyone, nice to see you. I am your detective for the evening. Please don't leave the premises.

[people start scattering]

Det. Hugo: I said please don't leave the premises. Am I speaking in some kind of strange foreign language?

Jerome: [to Vincent while his legs are in vices and healing] Wanna go dancing?

[after examining the murder of a man bludgeoned to death with a keyboard]

Det. Hugo: Well... I guess we can rule out suicide.

Irene: How many launches are there each day Vincent? A dozen?

Vincent: Sometimes more

Irene: You're the only one that watches all of them. If you're going to pretend like you don't care, don't look up.

German: You serious about this? I hope you're not wasting my time.

Vincent: No, I... I'd give 100 percent.

German: That'll get you half way there.

Vincent:

• No, there's truly nothing remarkable about the progress of Jerome Morrow...

Vincent: except that I AM NOT Jerome Morrow.

[Irene has discovered Vincent's secret]

Irene: I don't even know who you are.

Vincent: I'm the same person I was yesterday.

Irene: I can't hear any more of your lies Jerome...

Vincent: My name is Vincent, all right? Vincent Anton Freeman, and I'm a "faith birth" or a "de-gene-erate", whatever you want to call it; but I am NOT a murderer!

Vincent: You're a "God-child"?

Vincent: [takes Irene's hand and places over his heart] But we do have one thing in common, only I don't have twenty or thirty years left in mine. Mine is already ten thousand beats overdue.

Irene: It's not possible.

Vincent: You are the authority on what is not possible, aren't you Irene? They've got you looking for any flaw, that after a while that's all you see. For what it's worth, I'm here to tell you that it is possible. It is possible.

[Scene of a beach at sunset]

Vincent: [narrating] I was conceived in the Riviera.

[Camera pans down to reveal Vincent's parents beginning to make love in the back of a Buick Riviera parked by the beach]

Vincent: Not the French Riviera, the Detroit variety.

Irene: I have this crazy idea you're more interested in the murder case than me.

Vincent: You're right. That's crazy.