Marathon Man (1976)

Roy Scheider: Henry 'Doc' Levy

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Quotes 

• Christian Szell : Well, can I trust you?

  Doc : You never could. You only had to.

  Christian Szell : We're talking about my safety.

  Doc : May I be candid?

  Christian Szell : Yes.

  Doc : I couldn't give a fuck about your...

  [he gets stabbed by Szell] 

• Doc : [noticing Babe's homework]  What's this, more bullshit for your thesis?

  Babe : Those are some interviews about Dad. I'd like you to read it.

  Doc : [dispassionately]  Not interested.

  Babe : Why not? I just want you to read it.

  Doc : You're never gonna face it, are you? The old man is dead; he was a drunk, he killed himself.

  Babe : Yeah, Doc, but he didn't start to drink until after the hearings.

  Doc : You gotta be kidding me?

  Babe : No, I got it from his friends. I got it right here.

  Doc : Where were those people when you needed them?

  Babe : They're were afraid like everybody else.

  Doc : You think he wanted you to be throwing your life away on this shit?

  Babe : I don't think I'm throwing it away!

  Doc : You are! Nothing you write is gonna change what happened?

  Babe : Why can't you give me the courtesy to read it?

  Doc : [shouting]  It's over! Forget it!

  Babe : [quietly]  Maybe for you.

• Janeway : Szell's brother's been killed in Manhattan. An accident with an oil truck.

  Doc : Oh, boy. Any changes?

  Janeway : Only everything.

  Doc : They're getting all the couriers.

• Doc : [In a fancy restaurant]  How could you forget to wear a tie?

  Babe : I didn't forget it. Who wears a tie when they eat lunch?

  Doc : [to Elsa]  Well, at least his fly is buttoned!

• LeClerc : You'll have to come with me to the opera.

  Doc : The opera?

  LeClerc : It's worse than you think. It's a French opera. A very long French opera.

• Doc : There's something going on here that we don't know about.

• Janeway : You sure you're not overusing your somewhat limited imagination?

  Doc : The bomb was not imaginary.

• Doc : Ooh, you really are uncouth.

  Babe : Oh, come on, you said you wanted glasses. You didn't say they had to be clean, asshole.

• Doc : Hey, get some glasses.

  Babe : Oh, Christ, do I have to hear a lecture on the glories of a burgundy again?

  Doc : This is a Beaujolais, schmuck. Moulin-a-Vent, '71.

• Babe : So, how's business?

  Doc : The oil business is always good.

  Babe : You're just a bunch of goddamn polluters and thieves.

  Doc : Well, it's a crazy world and any way you can skin it - is your business. Cheers.

  Babe : Up yours.

• Doc : I'm supposed to be the best in my business, right? I'm the best, because people think I'm the best. I'm past it, and I know it. And sooner or later, it's going to become common knowledge.

• Doc : Is Helga as morbid as you?

  Babe : I know you're trying to bait me, you bastard. You know her name isn't Helga or Ursula or Irmagard. You know goddamn well - you know what her name is.

  Doc : All right, all right. How about if I take you and Elsa to lunch tomorrow? If you promise not to eat with your fingers.

  Babe : I promise.

• Doc : For a liberal pacifist, you've got some sense of vengeance.

• Christian Szell : You'd like to fight, wouldn't you? It will not happen. I'm much too old and far too smart for that, but we must talk truthfully. Are you to be trusted?

  Doc : No.

  Christian Szell : Is that the truth - or are you trying again to upset me?