Set Fire to the Stars (2014)
Celyn Jones: Dylan Thomas
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Quotes
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Dylan Thomas : There is no secret, John. No Holy Grail. Just what's in front of all of us. Don't open a book. Open a window.
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Dylan Thomas : What happened to Third Avenue? Did the Reds steal it in the night?
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John Malcolm Brinnin : So, you write for yourself?
Dylan Thomas : For everyone.
John Malcolm Brinnin : That's a big ask.
Dylan Thomas : Nobody asked.
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Dylan Thomas : [coughing violently]
John Malcolm Brinnin : Are you okay? What's wrong?
Dylan Thomas : It's just my froth corrupted lungs.
John Malcolm Brinnin : That doesn't sound good.
Dylan Thomas : Death isn't meant to.
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Dylan Thomas : What a ground-shaking celestial furnace of a creature. 'Come back to us our angel of rhyme and life giver.' She's a better writer than me, always has been. Look at her penmanship. Ah, and those thighs!
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John Malcolm Brinnin : We only have three days until Yale. I need to make sure you're ready.
Dylan Thomas : You make me sound like a prize bull.
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John Malcolm Brinnin : New York wasn't compatible.
Dylan Thomas : With what?
John Malcolm Brinnin : With you.
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Dylan Thomas : We could be in Moiphy's right now, sharing a glass and a song with international spies and girls with names like candy bars.
John Malcolm Brinnin : And I'd be peeling you off the floor and carrying you home.
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Jack : You're a hard man to get hold of, John. You've had half the Upper East Side looking for you both. We were getting worried that John here had shanghaied you off to Venus,
[laughs]
Jack : Jupiter, Mars...
Dylan Thomas : No, just Connecticut.
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Dylan Thomas : May I borrow your wife, Stanley? She's lightning in a bottle.
John Malcolm Brinnin : Haven't you already got a wife?
Shirley : Well, you know what they say. One is company, two's a crowd and three's a party.
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John Malcolm Brinnin : Where does it all come from? The words... from which spring do they pour?
Dylan Thomas : Don't.
John Malcolm Brinnin : No one's that mysterious.
Dylan Thomas : We're having fun, John. Don't take it away.
John Malcolm Brinnin : I'm not taking it away.
Dylan Thomas : [yells] Why do you have to ruin it? Label it?
John Malcolm Brinnin : I'm sorry.
Dylan Thomas : No, I'm sorry. I'm a horrible little imp who can't hold his friends or answer his liquor. Forgive me.
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John Malcolm Brinnin : What did that woman say?
Dylan Thomas : My wife John, is none of your business.
John Malcolm Brinnin : What did she say that awoke you from your dream? I need to know. What is it she can scribble down...
Dylan Thomas : Stop it, John.
John Malcolm Brinnin : ...in her violent cheap-hand that eclipses my entire being.
Dylan Thomas : Stop it!
John Malcolm Brinnin : That... bitch!
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John Malcolm Brinnin : You can't play chess? Why didn't you say?
Dylan Thomas : You never asked.
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Dylan Thomas : I can't waste any more time.
John Malcolm Brinnin : Waste?
Dylan Thomas : The Boston train's tomorrow... early. Mustn't be late. Prepared, be prepared. I'll pack now. Come on, John!
John Malcolm Brinnin : Waste your time? There's nothing left you can take from me, is there? I'm empty. You've gorged on my heart and mind and left me nothing.
Dylan Thomas : Take it easy, John.
John Malcolm Brinnin : You selfish vampire!
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Dylan Thomas : There are times I prefer the human race when it sleeps. When we dream.
John Malcolm Brinnin : That's quite a romantic notion for a dollar-mad nightingale. Perhaps you should write about it.
Dylan Thomas : Perhaps I will... John Malcolm Brinnin. Perhaps I bloody will.
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Shirley : Dylan dear, I do believe it is your turn to entertain me with something that goes bump in the night.
Dylan Thomas : Happy to oblige but I don't think Stanley would approve.
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John Malcolm Brinnin : You know, flippancy is the most hopeless form of intellectual vice.
Dylan Thomas : Well, if that's a vice, to hell with virtue.
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John Malcolm Brinnin : That's the King.
Dylan Thomas : He must have some clout.
John Malcolm Brinnin : Not as much as the Queen. The most powerful piece on the board. She has the goods to capture every opposing piece in play.
Dylan Thomas : The female of the species.
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Dylan Thomas : New York City. You brave bitch. Certainly haven't disappointed.