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The Minister: We do not need bells in our church to worship God.
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The Minister: I would say to you that if there is one of these commandments you do not love and do not obey, you have no business at the Lord's table.
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The Minister: Can you think of anything of real value that the outsiders have brought with them?
Bess McNeill: Uh... their music!
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Dr. Richardson: Bess. I... I think you've got yourself involved in something that is out of your control.
Bess McNeill: Have I?
Dr. Richardson: [sighs] Come on Bess. You're not a kid anymore.
Dr. Richardson: Look for Christ's sake, he's... he's forcing you to get screwed by every Tom, Dick and Harry... it's just not you.
Bess McNeill: I don't make love with them. I make love with Jan, and I save him from dying.
Dr. Richardson: [exhales] Well I'm sorry, but, you know, to me seems more like a dirty old man who wants to play the Peeping Tom.
Bess McNeill: Sometimes... I don't even have to tell him about it.
Bess McNeill: Jan and me... we have a spiritual contact.
Bess McNeill: God gives everyone something to be good at. I've always been stupid... but I'm good at this.
Bess McNeill: God gives everyone a talent.
Dr. Richardson: What's Jan talent?
Bess McNeill: He is... He's a great lover.
Dr. Richardson: Well, what's... what's mine, then?
Bess McNeill: I don't know.
Bess McNeill: Haven't you find it yet?
Dr. Richardson: [chuckles] I see... And what's your talent Bess? Because, um, surely it can't be being screwed by men you've never seen before.
Bess McNeill: I can believe.
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Dodo McNeill: Not one of you has the right to consign Bess to hell!
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Jan Nyman: [he writes in a paper] Let me die. I'm evil in head!
Bess McNeill: I love you no matter what is in your head!
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Bess McNeill: I don't make love with them, I make love with Jan and I save him from dying.
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Bess McNeill: We Think he will be completely paralyzed. But he'll live.
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[first lines]
Bess McNeill: His name is Jan.
The Minister: I do not know him.
Bess McNeill: [coyly] He's from the lake.
The Minister: You know we do not favor matrimony with outsiders.
An Elder: Can you even tell us what matrimony is?
Bess McNeill: It's when two people are joined in God.
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Jan Nyman: Love is a mighty power, isn't it?
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Bess McNeill: I don't understand what you're saying. How can you love a word? You cannot love words. You can't be in love with a word. You can only love another human being. That's perfection.
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Judge: Listen man, you had the deceased in your care. The court would like to hear the medical facts.
Dr. Richardson: If... if you'd, um... if you were to ask me again to write... um... the conclusion, then... instead of writing "neurotic" or, um, "psychotic" uh, I might... just, um... use a word like... "good".
Judge: Good?
Dr. Richardson: Yes.
Judge: You wish the records of this court to state that, in your medical opinion, the deceased was suffering from being good?
Judge: Perhaps this was the psychological defect that led her to her death!
Judge: Is that what we shall write Doctor Richardson?
Dr. Richardson: [pause] No. Of course not.
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Bess McNeill: Father, why aren't you with me?
Bess McNeill: [as God] I am with you Bess. What do you want from me?
Bess McNeill: [overjoyed] Where where you?
Bess McNeill: [as God] Well don't you think I have other people who want to talk to me?
Bess McNeill: Well of course. I hadn't thought of that.
Bess McNeill: [as God] There's this silly little thing called Bess who keeps on wanting me to talk to her. And my work's been piling up a bit.
Bess McNeill: But you're with me now?
Bess McNeill: [as God] Of course I am, Bess. You know that.
Bess McNeill: Thank you.
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Bess McNeill: [as God] Bess McNeill, for many years you've prayed for love. Shall I take it away from you again, is that what you want?
Bess McNeill: Oh, no. I'm still grateful for love.
Bess McNeill: [as God] What do you want, then?
Bess McNeill: I pray for Jan to come home.
Bess McNeill: [as God, in an impatient voice] He will be coming home in ten days. You must learn to endure, you know that.
Bess McNeill: I can't wait.
Bess McNeill: [as God] This is unlike you, Bess. Out there, there are people who need Jan and his work. What about them?
Bess McNeill: They don't matter. Nothing else matters. I just want Jan home again. I pray to you, oh please. Won't you send him home?
Bess McNeill: [as God] Are you sure that's what you want?
Bess McNeill: Yes.
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Bess McNeill: Have you taken my calendar?
Dodo McNeill: What? No I have not. What would I want with your calendar?
Bess McNeill: You've taken it.
Dodo McNeill: I have not taken it.
Bess McNeill: Yes you have.
Dodo McNeill: I don't know what you're talking about. What calendar?
Bess McNeill: Where is it?
Dodo McNeill: [returns to the room with Bess's calendar] Bess, you have to stop all this, you know. I mean you've got to go on living when he's not here. I mean he's not dead. You're not dead.
Bess McNeill: Give it to me.
Dodo McNeill: You've got to stop it.
[Bess rearranges the ripped up calendar, staring at the words "I love Jan" on the corner]
Breaking the Waves Quotes
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Jaren 2022-03-27 09:01:10
I'm sorry, but I really want to say: W! T! F! I love your sister! Obviously all the good things are out of shape! The characters in the play are full of incomprehensibility! Does Director Nima call him so awesome? ! your sister! What the hell is this TM! Your sister, your sister, your sister! ! ! Swipe! ! ! !
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Ike 2022-04-23 07:02:39
Facing the entanglement of love and lust with innocent eyes, persuading the separation of spirit and flesh with fragile courage, treating accidental coincidences as miracles of God and love, and letting the bruised relief become the sacrifice of poetry and blood . Roaring at the waves, yielding to love, channeling with God, being cast out by the devil. For where does a warm conscience die, for whom do evil thoughts arise, for whom is a humiliating funeral for whom the death knell of joy is tolled? A bunch of calm lunatics. Lars von Trier's images have a shaky delicacy, seemingly random, but in fact they are step by step, and there are rules to follow. A naive woman who regards love as her faith, in order to save her husband's life, she sacrificed her body to save all beings. But the priests and believers who always believe in God do not know how to understand and forgive at all. They do not need to praise God with bells, because they have already learned to use slander and humiliation to express their piety. It is self-evident who is the real love and who is the real villain. I heard that there is a saying in Tibetan Tantra that "Happy Chan" is also a way of cultivating in the flesh to save people, so as to penetrate the demons in the heart, and I don't know whether it is true or false. In Lars von Trier's eyes, all living beings are evil, only love is pure.
