blknwite at 2013-06-15 18:22:36:

http://youtu.be/F-bsf2x-aeE When Harry Met Sally by Nora Ephron (Harry and Sally at a diner) Sally: So what do you do with these women, you just get up out of bed and leave? Harry: Sure. Sally: Well explain to me how you do it. What do you say? Harry: You'd say you have an early meeting, early haircut or a squash game. Sally: You don't play squash. Harry: They don't know that they just met me. Sally: That's disgusting. Harry: I know, I feel terrible. Sally: You know I'm so glad I never got involved with you. I just would've ended up being some woman you had to get up out of bed and leave at three o'clock in the morning and clean your andirons, and you don't even have a fireplace. Not that I would noticed. Harry: Why are you getting so upset? This is not about you. Sally: Yes it is. You are a human affront to all women and I am a woman. Harry: Hey I don't feel great about this but I don't hear anyone complaining. Sally: Of course not you're out of the door too fast. Harry: I think they have an OK time. Sally: How do you know? Harry: What do you mean how do I know? I know. Sally: Because they... Harry: Yes, because they... Sally: And how do you know that they really... Harry: What are you saying, that they fake orgasm? Sally: It's possible. Harry: Get outta here! Sally: Why? Most women at one time or another have faked it. Harry: Well they haven't faked it with me. Sally: How do you know? Harry: Because I know. Sally: Oh, right, that's right, I forgot, you're a man. Harry: What is that supposed to mean? Sally: Nothing. It's just that all men are sure it never happened to them and that most women at one time or another have done it so you do the math. Harry: You don't think that I could tell the difference? Sally: No. Harry: Get outta here. Sally: Ooo...Oh...Ooo... Harry: Are you OK? Sally: Oh...Oh god...Ooo Oh God...Oh...Oh...Oh...Oh God... Oh yeah right there Oh! Oh...Yes Yes Yes Yes Yes Yes...Oh...Oh... Yes Yes Yes....Oh...Yes Yes Yes Yes Yes Yes...Oh...Oh... Oh... Oh God Oh... Oh... Huh... (Sally finishes, looks at Harry and smiles. Harry looks back, looking a little uneasy) Lady from another table: I'll have what she's having.

Barbara Thomas at 2013-06-15 18:37:45:

The Cook, The Thief, His Wife & Her Lover, 1989. Written & directed by Peter Greenaway. Albert Spica (Michael Gambon) is the titular Thief, a coarse, vicious man who fancies himself a gourmand as he is part owner of a restaurant called La Hollandais. His long-suffering, abused Wife is Georgina (Helen Mirren) who takes another restaurant patron, bookshop Michael, as her Lover. When Albert learns of the affair, he has Michael killed in a particularly horrible way. Georgina asks her only remaining friend, Richard (the Cook) to cook Michael's body. At gunpoint, she forces her husband to eat (echoing a threat Spica had made earlier) with the line: "Try the cock, Albert. It's a delicacy, and you know where it's been." When he finally takes a bite, she shoots him dead and her (and the film's) final word is "Cannibal." When this film came out, I was working at an "art house" theater in Tucson, AZ. No other film caused such a stir - every showing resulted in at least a half dozen customers walking out and demanding refunds (usually by the fish guts scene, definitely by the time Michael is murdered in his bookshop). I myself had to walk out at one point - not out of offense but because I found the film emotionally draining.

blknwite at 2013-06-15 18:41:45:

The Lost Boys (1987) by Jeffrey Boam. http://youtu.be/0A80j2BuMaU Marko suddenly arrives bearing cartons of take-out food. MARKO Chow time! David takes the cartons from his hand. DAVID Chinese! Good choice. He pops the lid on one of the cartons and approaches Michael with it. DAVID Guests first. Michael hesitates. DAVID It's only rice. Don't you like rice? 300 million Chinese people can't be wrong. Michael takes the carton warily and David immediately turns his back on him, passing out food to the others. Michael takes a mouthful of rice using the plastic spoon provided. The others begin to eat as well. DAVID So how do you like those maggots, Michael? MICHAEL What?... DAVID You're eating maggots. How do they taste? Michael looks at his food. 56 CLOSE ON THE CARTON 56 A thousand wiggling maggots, squirming and sliding over each other. 57 MICHAEL 57 spits out his mouthful in horror and revulsion and throws the carton to the ground. But as the carton spills out, we see that it is just rice after all. The boys LAUGH UPROARIOUSLY. Michael looks mortified. Star gets to her feet. STAR Leave him alone. DAVID Sorry, Michael. No hard feelings, huh? (offers a new carton of food) Here. Try these noodles. Michael looks at the noodles and his expression turns to one of disgust. MICHAEL Worms! 58 CLOSE ON THE CARTON 58 A hundred squirming bloodsuckers! 59 BACK TO SCENE 59 DAVID Worms?... David tilts back his head and pours the contents of the carton into his mouth. The slimy bundle of worms slides slowly across his lips. Michael looks on with a sick expression. He grabs David's arm. MICHAEL Don't! Stop! DAVID Why? (beat) They're only noodles. David shows Michael the carton again. And sure enough, they are only noodles. Michael is baffled. The boys have a good, long laugh at his expense. STAR That's enough! The laughter dies down as a NEW SONG comes on the radio. It's apparently a favorite of the Lost Boys because the MUSIC is immediately TURNED UP LOUD and all thoughts of Michael seem to be forgotten. Everyone begins to move to the music. Star encourages Michael to dance with her. He's feeling the effects of the joint he smoked and his balance is a little off. His head is spinning. During all this, David has located a bottle of wine. He pours some into a paper cup and offers it to Michael. Michael is about to drink when Star holds his arm. STAR (softly) Don't Michael. You don't have to. It's blood! Michael examines the contents of the cup and smiles know- ingly. He's not falling for any more tricks. MICHAEL Good joke, blood. Michael brings the cup to his lips and drinks. The Lost Boys watch him carefully. Wine drips from the corner of his mouth. But it looks more like blood than anything else. Michael lowers the cup. The room is spinning around him. Suddenly: SLOW-MOTION. DREAMY MUSIC.

Illimani at 2013-06-16 00:18:01:

Annie Hall! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z8TSvMx2wPI INT. DINING ROOM. Alvy and the Halls are eating Easter dinner. The sun is pouring through a big picture window, shining on a large, elegantly laid out table. Alvy sits, at one end,- rubbing his nose and chewing, the Halls flanking him on either side: Mr. and Mrs. Hall, Grammy, and Annie's brother, Duane. MOM HALL (Holding her wine glass) It's a nice ham this year, Mom. Grammy Hall takes a sip of her wine and nods. ANNIE (Smiling at Duane) Oh, yeah. Grammy always does such a good job. DAD HALL (Chewing) A great sauce. ALVY It is. (Smacking his lips) It's dynamite ham.78. Grammy Hall stares down the table at Alvy; a look of utter dislike. Alvy tries not to notice. MOM HALL (To Dad Hall, smoothing her hair) We went over to the swap meet. Annie, Gram and I. Got some nice picture frames. ANNIE We really had a good time. Grammy continues to stare at Alvy; he is now dressed in the long black coat and hat of the Orthodox Jew, complete with mustache and heard. MOM HALL (Lighting a cigarette and turning to Alvy) Ann tells us that you've been seeing a psychiatrist for fifteen years. ALVY (Setting down his glass and coughing) Yes. I'm making excellent progress. Pretty soon when I lie down on his couch, I won't have to wear the lobster bib. Mom Hall reacts by sipping from her glass and frowning. Grammy continues to stare. DAD HALL Duane and I went out to the boat basin. DUANE We were caulkin' holes all day. DAD HALL Yeah. (Laughing) Randolph Hunt was drunk, as usual. MOM HALL Oh, that Randolph Hunt. You remember Randy Hunt, Annie. He was in the choir with you. ANNIE Oh, yes, yes.79. Alvy, leaning his elbow on the table, looks out toward the camera. ALVY (To the audience) I can't believe this family. (Making chewing sounds) Annie's mother. She really's beautiful. And they're talkin' swap meets and boat basins, and the old lady at the end of the table- (Pointing to Grammy) -is a classic Jew hater. And, uh, they, they realty look American, you know, very healthy and... like they never get sick or anything. Nothing like my family. You know, the two are like oil and water. The screen splits in half - on the right is Alvy's family - his mother, father, aunt and uncle-busily eating at the crowded kitchen table. They eat quickly and interrupt one another loudly. On the left the Halls in their dining room. Both dialogues overlap, juxtaposed. ALVY'S FATHER Let 'im drop dead! Who needs his business?! ALVY'S MOTHER His wife has diabetes! ALVY'S FATHER Di-diabetes? Is that any excuse? Diabetes? ALVY'S UNCLE The man is fifty years old and doesn't have a substantial job. ALVY'S AUNT (Putting more meat on her husband's plate) Is that a reason to steal from his father? ALVY'S UNCLE Whatta you talkin' about? You don't know what you're talking about. ALVY'S AUNT Yes, I know what I'm talking about.80. ALVY'S MOTHER (Interrupting) George, defend him! ALVY'S UNCLE (Over Alvy's father's muttering) No Moskowitz he had a coronary. ALVY'S AUNT You don't say. ALVY'S MOTHER We fast. MOM HALL Stupid Thelma Poindexter... to the Veterans Hospital. DAD HALL My God, he's the new president of the El Regis. Let me tell you, the man is somethin' else. MOM HALL That's Jack's wife. We used to make that outta raisins. ANNIE Oh, yes, that's right. Did you see the new play? MOM HALL Oh, you remember her, Annie. ANNIE Yes, I do. The two families start talking back and forth to one another. The screen is still split. MOM HALL How do you plan to spend the holidays, Mrs. Singer? DAD HALL Fast? ALVY'S FATHER Yeah, no food. You know, we have to atone for our sins. MOM HALL What sins? I don't understand.81. ALVY'S FATHER Tell you the truth, neither do we

Butch Maier at 2013-06-16 04:32:47:

Jaws (1975). Dinner scene with the Brodys and Hooper in three parts: http://www.metacafe.com/watch/an-3XcwJb7umhbJmm/jaws_1975_dinner_with_hooper/ http://www.metacafe.com/watch/an-3XcwJ2mumhYYJ/jaws_1975_dinner_with_hooper_part_2/ http://www.metacafe.com/watch/an-3XcwJ4m4bhYY2/jaws_1975_dinner_with_hooper_part_3/ BRODY Come here. Give us a kiss. SEAN Why? BRODY Because I need it. Get out of here. HOOPER The door was open. Mind if I come in? I'm Matt Hooper. ELLEN Oh, hi. Ellen Brody. HOOPER Your husband's home? I'd really like to talk to him. ELLEN Yes, so would I. Can I get you some coffee? Wine. How nice. HOOPER How was your day? BRODY Swell. HOOPER I got red and white. I didn't know what you'd be serving. ELLEN That's nice. HOOPER Is anyone eating this? ELLEN My husband tells me you're in sharks. HOOPER Excuse me. Yes, I've never heard it quite put that way. But yes, I am. I love sharks. ELLEN You love sharks? HOOPER Yeah, I love them. When I was 12 years old, my father got me a boat, and I went fishing off of Cape Cod. I hooked a scup and as I was reeling it in I hooked a four and a half foot baby thresher shark who proceeded to eat my boat. He ate my oar, hooks. and my seat cushions. He turned an inboard into an outboard. Scared me to death and I swam back to shore. When I was on the beach I turned around and I saw my boat being taken apart. Ever since then, I have been studying sharks and that's why I'm gonna go to the lnstitute tomorrow and tell them that you still have a shark problem here. BRODY Why do you have to tell them that? ELLEN I'm sorry, I thought that.... You told me the shark was caught. I heard it on the news. I heard it on the Cape station. HOOPER They caught a shark, not the shark. Not the shark that killed Chrissy Watkins. And probably not the shark that killed the little boy. Which I wanted to prove by cutting the shark open.... You may want to let that breathe.... Nothing. ... Yeah, yeah. ... You'll be the only rational man left on this island after I leave tomorrow. ELLEN Where are you going? HOOPER I am going on the Aurora. ELLEN The Aurora? What is that? HOOPER It's a floating asylum for shark addicts. Pure research. Eighteen months at sea. ELLEN Martin hates boats. Martin hates water. Martin sits in his car when we go on the ferry to the mainland. I guess it's a childhood thing. There's a clinical name for it, isn't there? BRODY Drowning. Is it true that most people get attacked by sharks in three feet of water about 10 feet from the beach? HOOPER Yeah. BRODY And before people started to swim for recreation -- I mean, before sharks knew what they were missing -- that a lot of these attacks weren't reported? HOOPER That's right. BRODY Now this shark that swims alone, what's it called? HOOPER Rogue. BRODY Rogue, yeah. Now, this guy he keeps swimmin' around in a place where the feeding is good... until the food supply is gone. Right? HOOPER That's called territoriality. It's just a theory that I happen to agree with. BRODY Then why don't we have one more drink and go down and cut that shark open? ELLEN Can you do that? BRODY I can do anything. I'm the Chief of Police.

Butch Maier at 2013-06-16 05:27:23:

What to learn from the "Jaws" dinner scene: Much can be accomplished in a short amount of time in one location -- even one as seemingly static as a table. The scene before this one, Brody gets slapped in the face by Mrs. Kintner, whose son had been eaten after the chief knew there was a killer shark in the water. So the dinner scene opens with Brody deep in thought at the table and a cute exchange -- much needed as a relief from the tension after the slap -- as young son Sean imitates his mannerisms. Ellen observes. Brody notices and they exchange scowls. That's when the dad leans in to ask for a kiss because he needs it. The kid leaves, and there's a knock at the door. Hooper, the shark scientist, says he'd like to talk to Ellen's husband, to which the wife replies, "So would I." Those three words say a ton. Brody is brooding and lets the others do most of the talking. But the focus still is on him. Hooper asks, "How was your day?" Brody responds, "Swell." Hooper knew the real answer to the question. Ellen knew. The audience knew. Yet the downplayed one-word false answer helps connect everyone even more -- because we share in knowing the real truth. Hooper brought two bottles of wine and helps himself to the leftovers, leading to him nearly choking as Ellen asks him, "So my husband tells me you're in sharks." We hear a story about Hooper's experience with sharks and why he is so fascinated. We hear a story from Ellen about Brody's experience with the water. There's a good mix of hidden exposition and humor woven throughout. The audience learns about rogue sharks and the clinical name for Brody's hatred of the water: "Drowning." Hooper tries to tell Brody, "You might wanna let that breathe," as he pours the wine, but he knows Brody's state of mind and follows it up with a humorous, "Nothing." When Hooper tells him they didn't catch the right shark, Ellen is the one who debates him. Brody offers a plain-spoken question: "Why do you have to tell them that?" In other writers' hands, Brody might have debated him. But the characters stay true to themselves. Ellen is the worrisome conversationalist. Brody is the steady man of few words. The scene ends on a terrific button. Brody says to Hooper: "Then why don't we have one more drink and go down and cut that shark open?" Ellen sets up her husband with "Can you do that?" Brody says: "I can do anything. I'm the Chief of Police." I have seen the movie countless times, including with my son when it was re-released in theaters for one day last August. To see it with an audience again was a special treat. Everyone in the theater was there because they enjoyed and respected the movie. There was neither talking nor texting. There was laughter in all the right places. And when the credits rolled, there was applause. I encourage everyone to see it again. It's not just a summer blockbuster. It's a well-written story with rich characters and Oscar-winning editing, sound and music. It was a best picture nominee and should have received a best director nomination and actor recognition. It's a treasure and the reason I named my production company Sumbadhat.

plinytheelder_t at 2013-06-16 05:37:59:

A lesson on Cartesian Philosophy disguised as a breakfast scene. The Matrix (1999): http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2oEnJfZ9joY INT. MESS HALL CLOSE ON breakfast, a substance with a consistency somewhere between yogurt and cellulite. TANK Here you go, buddy. Breakfast of champions. Tank slides it in front of Neo and takes a seat with the other crew members enjoying breakfast. APOC You mean the breakfast, lunch, and dinner of champions. MOUSE If you close your eyes, it almost feels like you're eating runny eggs. APOC Or a bowl of snot. MOUSE But you know what it really reminds me of? Cream of Wheat. Did you ever eat Cream of Wheat? SWITCH No, but technically neither did you. MOUSE Exactly my point, because you have to wonder, how do the machines know what Cream of Wheat really tasted like? Maybe they got it wrong, maybe what I think Cream of Wheat tasted like actually tasted like oatmeal, or tuna fish. It makes you wonder about a lot of things. Take chicken for example. Maybe they couldn't figure out what to make chicken taste like which is why chicken tastes like everything. And maybe -- APOC Shut up, Mouse. Neo scoops up a spoonful. DOZER It's a single-celled protein combined with synthetic aminos, vitamins, and minerals. Everything your body needs. We grow it in a vat. MOUSE Oh no, it doesn't have everything the body needs. He sidles up to Neo. MOUSE So I understand you've run through the Agent training program? You know, I wrote that program. APOC Here it comes. MOUSE So what did you think of her? NEO Of who? MOUSE The woman in the red dress. I designed her. She doesn't talk much but if you'd like to, you know, meet her, I could arrange a more personalized milieu. SWITCH The digital pimp hard at work. MOUSE Pay no attention to these hypocrites, Neo. To deny our impulses is to deny the very thing that makes us human.