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English Patient, The

Caravaggio: In Italy, there's always chickens, but no eggs. In Africa there's eggs, but never chickens. Who separated them?

Almásy: I fear Madox knows about us, he keeps mentioning Anna Karenina

Madox: I have to teach myself not to read too much into everything. It comes from too long having to read so much into hardly anything at all.

Almásy: Swoon. I'll catch you.

Almásy: This... this, the hollow at the base of a woman's throat, does it have an official name?
Madox: Good God, man, pull yourself together.

Almásy: There is no God... but I hope someone looks after you.
Madox: Just in case you're interested, it's called the supersternal notch. Come and visit us in Dorset when all this nonsense is over.
[Heads away but turns back.]
Madox: You'll never come to Dorset.

Almásy: What do you love most?
Katharine Clifton: Water. Fish in it. Hedgehogs, I love hedgehogs. Marmite. Baths, but not with other people! Islands. I could go on all day.
Almásy: Go on all day.
Katharine Clifton: Your handwriting. My husband.
Almásy: And what do you hate most?
Katharine Clifton: A lie. And you?
Almásy: Ownership. When you leave, forget me.

Almásy: It is a very plum plum.

Almásy: I just wanted you to know: I'm not missing you yet.
Katharine Clifton: You will.

Caravaggio: Ask your saint who he is. Ask him whom he's killed.

Almásy: When were you most happy?
Katharine Clifton: Now.
Almásy: When were you least happy?
Katharine Clifton: Now.

[Asked what he hates most]
Almásy: Ownership. I hate being owned.

Almásy: I once traveled with a guide who was taking me to Faya. He didn't speak for nine hours. At the end of it he pointed to the horizon and said, "Faya!" That was a good day.

Katharine Clifton: I'm surprised that you can sew.
Almásy: Good.
Katharine Clifton: You sew very badly.
Almásy: Well you don't sew at all.
Katharine Clifton: A woman should never learn to sew, and if she does know how she shouldn't admit to it.

Katharine Clifton: Do you think you are the only one who feels anything?

Almásy: How can you smile, pretending as though your life hadn't capsized?

Almásy: I once heard of a captain who wore a patch over a good eye. The men fought harder for him.

Katharine Clifton: Promise me you'll come back for me.
Almásy: I promise, I'll come back for you. I promise, I'll never leave you.

Katharine Clifton: Am I K in your book? I think I must be.

Almásy: I am a just a bit of toast, my friend.

Katharine Clifton: You speak so many bloody languages, and you never want to talk.

Katharine Clifton: I wanted to meet the man who could write such a long paper with so few adjectives.

Hana: There's a man downstairs. He brought us eggs. He might stay.
Almásy: Why? Can he lay eggs?
Hana: He's Canadian.
Almásy: Why are people so happy when they collide with someone from the same place? What happened in Montreal when you passed a man in the street? Did you invite him to live with you?

Almásy: There is no God, but I hope someone watches over you.

Katharine Clifton: Will we be alright?
Almásy: Yes. Yes, absolutly.
Katharine Clifton: "Yes" is a comfort. "Absolutely" is not.

Katharine Clifton: This -- what is this?
Almásy: It's a folk song.
Katharine Clifton: Arabic.
Almásy: No, no. It's Hungarian. My daijka sang it to me when I was a child growing up in Budapest.
Katharine Clifton: It's beautiful. What's it about?
Almásy: Szerelam means love. And the story, well, there's this Hungarian count. He's a wanderer. He's a fool. And for years he's on some kind of a quest for... who knows what. And then one day, he falls under the spell of a mysterious English woman. A harpy, who beats him, and hits him, he he becomes her slave, and he sews her clothes, and worships--
[Katharine starts hitting him.]
Almásy: Stop it! Stop it! You're always beating me!
Katharine Clifton: Bastard! You bastard, I believed you! You should be my slave.

Almásy: New lovers are nervous and tender, but smash everything. For the heart is an organ of fire.

Almásy: Every night I cut out my heart. But in the morning it was full again.

Almásy: You're wearing the thimble, you idiot.
Katharine Clifton: I've always worn it, I have always loved you.

Hana: I'm not in love with him. I'm in love with ghosts... And so is he, he's in love with ghosts.




	Home Jokes Film Quotes Boss Alert News Forum Links		Back to - Film Quotes - E English Patient, The Caravaggio: In Italy, there's always chickens, but no eggs. In Africa there's eggs, but never chickens. Who separated them? Almásy: I fear Madox knows about us, he keeps mentioning Anna Karenina Madox: I have to teach myself not to read too much into everything. It comes from too long having to read so much into hardly anything at all. Almásy: Swoon. I'll catch you. Almásy: This... this, the hollow at the base of a woman's throat, does it have an official name? Madox: Good God, man, pull yourself together. Almásy: There is no God... but I hope someone looks after you. Madox: Just in case you're interested, it's called the supersternal notch. Come and visit us in Dorset when all this nonsense is over. [Heads away but turns back.] Madox: You'll never come to Dorset. Almásy: What do you love most? Katharine Clifton: Water. Fish in it. Hedgehogs, I love hedgehogs. Marmite. Baths, but not with other people! Islands. I could go on all day. Almásy: Go on all day. Katharine Clifton: Your handwriting. My husband. Almásy: And what do you hate most? Katharine Clifton: A lie. And you? Almásy: Ownership. When you leave, forget me. Almásy: It is a very plum plum. Almásy: I just wanted you to know: I'm not missing you yet. Katharine Clifton: You will. Caravaggio: Ask your saint who he is. Ask him whom he's killed. Almásy: When were you most happy? Katharine Clifton: Now. Almásy: When were you least happy? Katharine Clifton: Now. [Asked what he hates most] Almásy: Ownership. I hate being owned. Almásy: I once traveled with a guide who was taking me to Faya. He didn't speak for nine hours. At the end of it he pointed to the horizon and said, "Faya!" That was a good day. Katharine Clifton: I'm surprised that you can sew. Almásy: Good. Katharine Clifton: You sew very badly. Almásy: Well you don't sew at all. Katharine Clifton: A woman should never learn to sew, and if she does know how she shouldn't admit to it. Katharine Clifton: Do you think you are the only one who feels anything? Almásy: How can you smile, pretending as though your life hadn't capsized? Almásy: I once heard of a captain who wore a patch over a good eye. The men fought harder for him. Katharine Clifton: Promise me you'll come back for me. Almásy: I promise, I'll come back for you. I promise, I'll never leave you. Katharine Clifton: Am I K in your book? I think I must be. Almásy: I am a just a bit of toast, my friend. Katharine Clifton: You speak so many bloody languages, and you never want to talk. Katharine Clifton: I wanted to meet the man who could write such a long paper with so few adjectives. Hana: There's a man downstairs. He brought us eggs. He might stay. Almásy: Why? Can he lay eggs? Hana: He's Canadian. Almásy: Why are people so happy when they collide with someone from the same place? What happened in Montreal when you passed a man in the street? Did you invite him to live with you? Almásy: There is no God, but I hope someone watches over you. Katharine Clifton: Will we be alright? Almásy: Yes. Yes, absolutly. Katharine Clifton: "Yes" is a comfort. "Absolutely" is not. Katharine Clifton: This -- what is this? Almásy: It's a folk song. Katharine Clifton: Arabic. Almásy: No, no. It's Hungarian. My daijka sang it to me when I was a child growing up in Budapest. Katharine Clifton: It's beautiful. What's it about? Almásy: Szerelam means love. And the story, well, there's this Hungarian count. He's a wanderer. He's a fool. And for years he's on some kind of a quest for... who knows what. And then one day, he falls under the spell of a mysterious English woman. A harpy, who beats him, and hits him, he he becomes her slave, and he sews her clothes, and worships-- [Katharine starts hitting him.] Almásy: Stop it! Stop it! You're always beating me! Katharine Clifton: Bastard! You bastard, I believed you! You should be my slave. Almásy: New lovers are nervous and tender, but smash everything. For the heart is an organ of fire. Almásy: Every night I cut out my heart. But in the morning it was full again. Almásy: You're wearing the thimble, you idiot. Katharine Clifton: I've always worn it, I have always loved you. Hana: I'm not in love with him. I'm in love with ghosts... And so is he, he's in love with ghosts.