Movie: The lives of others (Das Leben der Anderen)

What makes a rider when he drops a horse? Again sits in the saddle.

I am now with you all. No matter what.

One piece of advice: we are no longer in high school - in operation the main thing is not evaluation, and the result.

- Do you think she could hurt the man who loves her more than life? Would have sold it for the sake of art?
- Sold for the sake of art? No, it is not necessary. It's bad business. You are a great actress, didn't you know?
You're a good man.

Maybe this system I don't need. And you? You do not need it either, or not? You just jump to him in bed. Isn't it? Yes, because they and you are just as likely to crush and not to see your talent. Yes, because it is they who decide who is busy in the play, who to play and who will be the Director. You don't want to end up like Jerska. And I don't want. That's why I go there...

I know about the pills and that you don't believe in yourself. But trust me.

Who listened to such music, listened to her soul, maybe the villain?..

And upstairs, in a beautiful summer sky,
Stood for a long time the cloud one.
It was pale and extraordinary.
But I raised my eyes -
And where is it?..

- Heard the old joke. In General: in the morning, Honecker comes into his office, opens the window, sees the sun and says:
- Good morning, sunshine!
And the sun answered him:
- Good morning, dear Erich!
Day again Erich goes to the window, opens it, sees the sun and says to him:
- Good day, sunshine!
- Good afternoon, dear Erich!
In the evening after work Honecker goes back to the window and again says:
- Good evening, sun!
The sun is silent. He again repeats:
- Good evening, sun! What's wrong with you?
And the sun answered:
- Kiss my ass, I'm already in the West!
- Your anecdote is nice, but I know funnier: the difference between Erich Honecker from handset? Yes, nothing: removed - hung.

- Good taste your friends do not suffer.
And in this you are not right. Here is the back scratcher. Adorable!
Is the salad fork.
- Still charming.

You're so ugly in his idealism, that do not differ from them! Who broke life Yersky? These are the people! Spies, traitors, bastards... You'll have to choose your side, otherwise you are not human. If you decide to do something - come to me. And so... meet any more don't want to.

- You come here to read?
- It is, after all, Brecht. I feel like a jerk among them.
- Nothing? Albert, come on! You lose touch with reality. You know how you are appreciated! How much we appreciate you.
Yeah, for what I did 10 years ago. And, most likely, would not be able to do now.

In my next life I would like to be just a writer. A happy writer who can write what he wants. Like you. That remains the Director who is prohibited to set up plays? Not more than a projectionist without a film, a Miller without corn... nothing! Absolutely nothing...

- He can hope for?
- Hope can. While he was alive. And even longer! You know, Drayman, hope dies last.