I had a good run, didn't I?
Babylon (2022) · 120 quotes
2nd most-quoted character in Babylon (2022): in 29 of its 120 quotes
Most scenes with: Elinor St. John (4), Manny Torres (2)
And then he says: "Frankly Scarlett, you're a ****." Type it.
More lines from Jack Conrad
13 quotesHe was the first guy to say I had talent. He saved my life.
I'm not asking you to **** him, just make him feel special.
Hola, Carmelita! [Turns to his fiancée Estelle] I have no idea who that was.
Don't say a word. I'm happy for you. You deserve this. Now go and show those fat ****s how it's done!
You know what we gotta do? We gotta redefine the form. The man who puts gasoline in your tank goes to the movies why? Why? Why? Because he feels less alone there. Don't we owe him more than the same old shit? You got the guys in Europe with the twelve-tone. You got Bauhaus architecture. **** Bauhaus, you know? And we're still doing costume pictures? It's the dinosaurs, kid. It's the ones who go to Beverly Hills for meatballs and mint juleps to reminisce about the old days, when they can't see there's so much more to be done! We've got to innovate. We've got to inspire. We got to dream beyond these pesky shells of flesh and bone. Map those dreams onto celluloid and print them into history. Turn today into tomorrow so that tomorrow's lonely man may look up at that flickering screen and say for the very first time, "Eureka! I am not alone!" Yeah.
Manuel's great!
Is this about Greta? You know she's just a friend!
Noah's Ark, why? Because it's raining so much?
So, do you like warm syrup or do you let the pancakes do that?
Did you know Michelangelo painted the entire Sistine Chapel on his back?
This is not a low art!
My last idea is the best.
Scenes with Jack Conrad
15 scenesAw, Georgie. Who was it this time?
Claire.
Claire. Well, Claire's a lesbian. That's an uphill battle for anyone.
Elinor, you peddle gossip. You don't make anything. You don't know what it is to put yourself out there. You're just a cockroach. I've been counted out before. This isn't new to me.
Have you ever stopped to think why, when there's a house fire, the people die and the cockroaches all survive?
Jesus Christ.
What happened was you thought the house needed you. It doesn't. Doesn't need you any more than it needs the roaches. And the roaches, knowing this, crawl back into the dark, lay low, and make it through. See, but you, you held the spotlight. It's those of us in the dark, the ones who just watch, who survive.
You ever been on a movie set before?
No.
You'll see. It's the most magical place in the world.
Eso dicen.
You okay, sweetie?
It was the most magical place in the world, wasn't it?
It was.
Another set, another review. Another romance, another breakup. I'm tired, Fay. [long pause] It's okay. It's okay. I've been the luckiest bastard in the world. I had a good run, didn't I? Hmm?
You sure did.
Yeah. I enjoyed that.
It's not a low art, you know. I want you to know that. What I do means something to millions of people. My folks didn't have the money or the education to go to the theater, so they went to the vaudeville houses, and then the nickelodeons. And you know what? There's beauty there. What happens up on that screen means something. Maybe not to you in your ivory tower. But for real people on the ground, it means something.
Jack, I--I have no idea what you're talking about.
Of course you don't. Of course you don't! A hundred thousand people see you on Broadway, and it's the smash of the century, right? Well, here it's a flop! A **** flop! So do me a favor, darling. Save your subtext recommendations for your pretentious Eugene O'Neill-Henrik Ibsen jerk-offs that only a handful of rich geriatrics give two ****s about, and I'll do what I do, without your help!
This table only has one bottle, and we're gonna need eight. We're also gonna need two gin rickeys, an orange blossom with brandy, three French 75s. Can you do a Corpse Reviver? Gin, lemon, triple sec and Kina Lillet with a dash of absinthe. Two of those.
Two of those.
Madame? Let's chat.
I'm on a deadline, darling.
You know, when I first moved to LA, you know what the signs on all the doors read? "No actors or dogs allowed." Yeah, I changed that. I helped build this place you call home. I've never had any illusions about us. I've never pretended we're friends. We're friendly. I scratch yours, you scratch mine. That's our work. But this? [tosses the Photoplay magazine on Elinor's table] This is something else. [Sits down on a chair in front of Elinor's desk]
I want to know why you wrote it.
No, you want to know why they laughed. Would you like me to tell you?
Why they laughed. Sure, Elinor. Why?
There is no why. It wasn't your voice. It wasn't a conspiracy. And it certainly wasn't anything I wrote. There's nothing you could have done differently. There's nothing you can do. Your time has run out. There is no why. Stop questioning it.
I'm on a dry spell.
No. It's over. It's been over for a while. I'm sorry.
Elinor, you peddle gossip. You don't make anything. You don't know what it is to put yourself out there. You're just a cockroach. I've been counted out before. This isn't new to me.
Have you ever stopped to think why when there's a house fire, the people die and the cockroaches all survive?
Jesus Christ.
What happened was you thought the house needed you. It doesn't. Doesn't need you any more than it needs the roaches. And the roaches, knowing this, crawl back into the dark, lay low and make it through. See, but you, you held the spotlight. It's those of us in the dark, the ones who just watch, who survive.
A house fire.
And there'll be hundreds more like it, too. An earthquake could wipe this town off the map and wouldn't make a difference. It's the idea that sticks. There'll be a hundred more Jack Conrads. Hundred more me's. Hundred more conversations just like this one, over and over again, until God knows when. Because it's bigger than you. [gets up from her chair] I know it hurts. No one asks to be left behind. [sits on her desk in front of Jack] But in a hundred years, when you and I are both long gone, any time someone threads a frame of yours through a sprocket, you will be alive again. You see what that means? One day, every person on every film shot this year will be dead. And one day, all those films will be pulled from the vaults, and all their ghosts will dine together, and adventure together, go to the jungle, to war together. A child born in 50 years will stumble across your image flickering on a screen and feel he knows you, like... like a friend, though you breathed your last before he breathed his first. You've been given a gift. Be grateful. Your time today is through, but you'll spend eternity with angels and ghosts.
Thank you for that. [continues to walk away as Elinor returns to her typewriter]
Hey, you do a great job. What's the best tip you've ever received?
Fifty dollars.
Who gave you that?
You did, Mr. Conrad.
It's on you now, kid. The future's yours.
Bauhaus! You know what I mean by Bauhaus, don't you?
Writer (Jack's Tent): Not as it relates to this, no sir.
Hello?
Jack, it's Irv. Listen, there's no good way to say this. They found George in his home this morning. Looks like he struck out with a girl he was seeing. He shot himself. Jack?
Thank you.
What?
What's he telling you? What was he saying to you?
The snake story.
The snake story. Dad, I have an idea. Why don't you fight a snake, a real one, right now. Come on.
No problemo. Let's go fight a snake.
Okay! [smashes glass on ground and announces to party] **** listen up, all you big dick mister men! Who wants to see my dad fight a **** snake? [party is silent]
**** yeah! [the entire party then simultaneously outbursts in approval with raised hands]
Yeah! [Chanting] A snake's getting fought!
I saw Olga Putti sing to herself in Hungarian, and I think I'm in love. Send two dozen roses to her dressing room every morning this week.
You know she doesn't speak English?
Neither does love.
I'm gonna play it adagio. You know, for the music and the poetry. All art aspires to music.
I like it.
Yeah. Sandwich!
Elinor, I will master the talking film on film.
Do you miss the silents?
...No. We shouldn't stand in the way of progress.
So, Jacky boy, how do you think it turned out?
Ah, people want the kiss, we give them the kiss.