COFFEE AND CIGARETTES
STRANGE TO MEET YOU
Robert: What do you do?
Steven: Oh, you know, I just relax, sit around, maybe have a cigarette. Cigarettes and coffee, I think go togerter good. I don't know, you think yo drink too much of it?
Robert: No. Coffee is good for health, yeah?
Steven: I like to drink before I go to sleep. I drink a lot of coffee before I go to sleep. So I can dream faster.
Waiter: Just coffee and cigarettes? That's not too healthy, is it now? Can I get you a sandwich or something?
You all from around here?
Are you brother and sister?
Evil twin: No.
Goos twin: Yes.
Waiter: Are you two twins?
Evil twin: No.
Good twin: Yes. Yes we are.
Waiter: I thought so. You know y'all remind me of?
Waiter: Heckl and Jackl.
Waiter: You know ahh... the talking magpies? Anyway, who's the evil twin? That's the way it works, right?
Evil twin: This coffee tastes like mud.
Good twin: Really.
SOMEWHERE IN CALIFORNIA
Tom: Those your cigarettes?
Iggy: No. No, they were just sitting here when I got here. You don't smoke do you?
Tom: Nah. I gave it up.
Iggy: Me either. Oh boy.
Tom: Enough of that.
Iggy: That was enough. 25 big ones. Oh boy.
Iggy: Got the energy now.
Tom: Ohh... I feel great.
Iggy: Boy, since i quit, I mean, boy... just everyyhing...
Tom: Yeah, you're focused.
Iggy: Zeroed in, bang! You know?
Tom: Me too.
Iggy: I feel sorry for suckers still puffing away, you know?
Tom: No willpower. Pacifier... You know the beauty of quitting is that, now that I've quit... I can have one. Because I've quit. You know, I mean it's like jewelry... you know, it's not really... I don't even inhale really. You want to join me in one?
Iggy: Well yeah, since I quit. I mean...
Iggy: Okay. Okay.
Tom: NOw that you've quit. You can have one.
Iggy: Yeah, I can do that. Alright. Okay. Hey boy, thank you!
Tom: You know what I mean? Now that we've quit...
Iggy: Hey, cigarettes and coffee, man. That's a combination. Can't beat it.
THOSE THINGS'LL KILL YA
Joe: You're a fucking moron, you know that?
Vinny: Now what?
I can't believe that you're still smoking those fucking things. Vinny, they'll fuck you up. They'll kill you. Believe me.
Vinny: What, were you put on this fucking Earth to annoy me?
Joe: You said you were going to quit, instead, you spend a fotune. So those big tobacco companies can get fucking rich! And then you get cancer... And then the fucking doctors and the hospitals, they can get rich. And you undertakers too! All because you want to smoke like a fucking moron.
Vinny: Well I can't help it. I'm fucking addicted, okay?
Waiter: Excuse me Miss. Umm... Can I get you some more coffee?
Renee: Ahh, I really wish you hadn't done that. I had it the right color, the right temperature. It was just right.
Isaach: So everything is okay?
Alex: Yeah. Everything is okay. Very good. I'm fine.
Isaach: So are you sure everything's okay with you?
Alex: Yes. Everythig is okay. And you?
Isaach: Me? Things are okay. Not perfect you know, but pretty much okay, yeah.
Alex: Good. I'm ver happy to see you.
Isaach: I'm happy to see you, man.
Shelly: Got that must be a real fucking drag sometimes, right? Not like me, I'm free! Practically broke. But I'm completely free. No one's stalking me, that's for fucking sure. Except when they thought I was you. I got into this club once because... they thought I was you. And then they founf out I wasn't, and asked me to leave. Pretty fucking rude. Don't get me wrong, it must be fabulous. You got it all. You got a good husband, beautiful baby. Travel all over the world. stay in fancy hotels, parties...
Cate: Yeah, well, you know what they say, the grass is always greener.
JACK SHOWS MEG HIS TESLA COIL
Jack: He perceived the Earth as a conductor of acoustical resonance.
Meg: What a beautiful idea.
Alfred: Give me your cell-phone numbr And I'll call you before you go.
Steve: There's a story there... the... the... the... There's a tri-band system here in the states. which is different to... the system in the UK. And it's a kind of... We... The cell-phones... they don't work here. So I'm kind of sell-phone less, in the US.
Alfred: Oh I see. Well... give me your home number, I'll call you.
Steve: You've got my PA's number, right?
Steve: Great, then we're connected.
Alfred: Well, can't... can't you give me your number at home?
Steve: ...Can I say no?
Waiter: Does anybody nees more coffee?
GZA: Naw man, we don't mess with caffeine.
Waiter: You don't?
GZA: Naw, I don't.
RZA: Don't you know caffeine can cause serious delirium?
RZA: Aerious delirium.
Waiter: Oh now you tell me. Well that may be my problem. Delirium.
GZA: Aren't you Bill Murray, man? That's... You Bill Murray?
Waiter: Yeah, I'm Bill Murray. But ahh, let's keep that just between us, alright?
Taylor: I know. Let's pretend this coffee is champagne.
Bill: Why would we do that?
Taylor: Well, to celebrate life. You know, like the rich, elegant people do. The classy people.
Bill: I prefer coffee, simple working man's coffee.
Taylor: Oh, you're so provincial, Bill. Do you know what your problem is?
Taylor: You have no joie de vivre.
Bill: I don't?
Taylor: No, besides, this coffee is awful.
Bill: You're right, it really is bad isn't it?
Taylor: Deadful. I propose a toast.
Bill: So, what should we toast.
Taylor: Oh God... Paris. In the 1920's. Josephine Baker... The Moulin Rouge... Qu'est-ce que c'est... ca va... pa-pa...
Bill: And also, New York. In the 70's. In the late 70's.
Taylor: Really? Alright.
Bill and Taylor: Cheers.
Bill: Delicious, isn't it?
Taylor: Ahh, champagne. Necter of the gods.