Estos son 3 de los mejores monólogos que ha dado el cine:
Trainspotting
Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family,
Choose a fucking big television, Choose washing machines, cars,
compact disc players, and electrical tin openers.Choose good health, low cholesterol and dental insurance. Choose
fixed-interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose
your friends.
Choose leisure wear and matching luggage. Choose a three piece
suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY
and wondering who you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on
that couch watching mind-numbing sprit-crushing game shows,
stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at
the end of it all, pishing you last in a miserable home, nothing
more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked-up brats you
have spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life.
Pulp Fiction
There's a passage I got memorized. Ezekiel 25:17.
The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the
inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he
who, in the name of charity and good will, shepherds the weak through
the valley of the darkness. For he is truly his brother's keeper and
the finder of lost children. And I will strike down upon thee with
great vengeance and furious anger those who attempt to poison and
destroy my brothers. And you will know I am the Lord when I lay my
vengeance upon you.
Blade Runner
I've seen things you people wouldn't believe. Attack ships on fire off
the shoulder of Orion. I watched C-beams glitter in the darkness at
Tannhäuser Gate. All those moments will be lost in time like tears in
rain. Time to die.
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