Dead Man Quotes
On the run after murdering a man, accountant William Blake encounters a strange North American man named Nobody who prepares him for his journey into the spiritual world.
[first lines]
Train Fireman: Look out the window. And doesn't this remind you of when you were in the boat, and then later than night, you were lying, looking up at the ceiling, and the water in your head was not dissimilar from the landscape, and you think to yourself, "Why is it that the landscape is moving, but the boat is still?"
Train Fireman: Look out the window. And doesn't this remind you of when you were in the boat, and then later than night, you were lying, looking up at the ceiling, and the water in your head was not dissimilar from the landscape, and you think to yourself, "Why is it that the landscape is moving, but the boat is still?"
[last lines]
[Nobody has put wounded William Blake in a canoe, and is about to push him out to sea]
William Blake: Hello.
Nobody: I prepared your canoe with cedarboughs. It's time for you to leave now, William Blake. Time for you to go back where you came from.
William Blake: You mean Cleveland?
Nobody: Back to the place where all the spirits came from, and where all the spirits return. This world will no longer concern you.
William Blake: [shows Nobody a reel of tobacco] Found some tobacco.
Nobody: That tobacco is for your voyage... William Blake.
William Blake: Nobody... I don't smoke.
[pushes William Blake's canoe out. He waves and says goodbye to Blake in a different language]
William Blake: [watches from the canoe as Cole Wilson sneaks up behind Nobody. The two shoot each other to death. As William drifts further out, he falls in a deep forever-lasting sleep]
[Nobody has put wounded William Blake in a canoe, and is about to push him out to sea]
William Blake: Hello.
Nobody: I prepared your canoe with cedarboughs. It's time for you to leave now, William Blake. Time for you to go back where you came from.
William Blake: You mean Cleveland?
Nobody: Back to the place where all the spirits came from, and where all the spirits return. This world will no longer concern you.
William Blake: [shows Nobody a reel of tobacco] Found some tobacco.
Nobody: That tobacco is for your voyage... William Blake.
William Blake: Nobody... I don't smoke.
[pushes William Blake's canoe out. He waves and says goodbye to Blake in a different language]
William Blake: [watches from the canoe as Cole Wilson sneaks up behind Nobody. The two shoot each other to death. As William drifts further out, he falls in a deep forever-lasting sleep]
Nobody: I was then taken east, in a cage. I was taken to Toronto. Then Philadelphia. And then to New York. And each time I arrived at another city, somehow the white men had moved all their people there ahead of me. Each new city contained the same white people as the last, and I could not understand how a whole city of people could be moved so quickly.
Nobody: [seeing William touching his chest wound] Leave that alone stupid white man.
William Blake: [as Nobody grints and attends to his wound] Am I going to die?
Nobody: The circle of life has no ending.
[Hr grunts as he attends him]
William Blake: Why are you helping me?
Nobody: A bird told me.
William Blake: A bird told you?
Nobody: A small magical bird with bright blue feathers
[He pauses]
Nobody: I was following him in your forest, hoping to acquire one of his indigo feathers... and then I lost him... and then I found him again. He was perched on your chest tasting your blood. He looked at me. Then he flew directly west in a straight line - his small beak red with your blood.
William Blake: [as Nobody grints and attends to his wound] Am I going to die?
Nobody: The circle of life has no ending.
[Hr grunts as he attends him]
William Blake: Why are you helping me?
Nobody: A bird told me.
William Blake: A bird told you?
Nobody: A small magical bird with bright blue feathers
[He pauses]
Nobody: I was following him in your forest, hoping to acquire one of his indigo feathers... and then I lost him... and then I found him again. He was perched on your chest tasting your blood. He looked at me. Then he flew directly west in a straight line - his small beak red with your blood.
[Cole Wilson, Conway Twill and Johnny 'The Kid' Pickett are sitting at John Dickinson's desk]
Conway Twill: Hey Wilson, got any extra tobacco?
[Cole looks at him and says nothing]
Conway Twill: Uh. Of course, you wouldn't have any 'extra' tobacco. How 'bout you?
[Johnny also looks at him and says nothing]
Conway Twill: Shit. You ain't even old enough to smoke.
Conway Twill: Hey Wilson, got any extra tobacco?
[Cole looks at him and says nothing]
Conway Twill: Uh. Of course, you wouldn't have any 'extra' tobacco. How 'bout you?
[Johnny also looks at him and says nothing]
Conway Twill: Shit. You ain't even old enough to smoke.
