The Great Gatsby (2013)
Nick Carraway: Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgastic future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but that's no matter - tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther... And one fine morning - So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.
Nick Carraway: You can't repeat the past.
Jay Gatsby: Can't repeat the past?
Nick Carraway: No...
Jay Gatsby: Why, of course you can... of course you can.
Daisy Buchanan: I hope she'll be a fool - that's the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool.
Nick Carraway: In my younger and more vulnerable years, my father gave me some advice. "Always try to see the best in people," he would say. As a consequence, I'm inclined to reserve all judgements. But even I have a limit.
Jay Gatsby: I knew it was a great mistake for a man like me to fall in love...
Daisy Buchanan: All the bright precious things fade so fast... and they don't come back.
Jordan Baker: Well, I don't care. He gives large parties, and I like large parties - they're so intimate. Small parties, there isn't any privacy.
Daisy Buchanan: [after a long pause] Well, I'm certainly glad to see you again.
Jay Gatsby: I-I'm certainly glad to see you, as well.
Nick Carraway: [narrating] They were careless people, Tom and Daisy. They smashed up things and people, and then retreated back into their money and their vast carelessness.
Nick Carraway: In my younger and more vulnerable years my father gave me some advice that I've been turning over in my mind ever since.
Nick Carraway: Reserving judgments is a matter of infinite hope.
Jay Gatsby: If there's anything that you want just ask for it, old sport.
Nick Carraway: I just remembered, today's my birthday.
Tom Buchanan: Happy birthday.
Nick Carraway: [narrating now] Thirty. The promise of a decade of loneliness. The formidable stroke of 30 died away as Gatsby and Daisy drove on thought the cooling twilight - towards death.
Jay Gatsby: My life, old sport, my life... my life has got to be like this
[Raises index finger diagonally upwards]
Jay Gatsby: ...It's got to keep going on.
Daisy Buchanan: Open another window.
Nick Carraway: There aren't any more.
Daisy Buchanan: Then telephone for an axe.
Nick Carraway: Stocks reached record peaks, and Wall Street boomed a steady golden roar. The parties were bigger, the shows were broader, the buildings were higher, the models were looser, and the ban on alcohol had backfired. Making the liquor cheaper. Wall Street was luring the young and ambitious, and I was one of them.