Goodbye, Mr. Bond.

Apocalypse Now (1979)

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We no longer live in a world of nations and ideologies, Mr. Beale. The world is a college of corporations, inexorably determined by the immutable bylaws of business. The world is a business, Mr. Beale. It has been since man crawled out of the slime. And our children will live, Mr. Beale, to see that… perfect world… in which there’s no war or famine, oppression or brutality. One vast and ecumenical holding company, for whom all men will work to serve a common profit, in which all men will hold a share of stock. All necessities provided, all anxieties tranquilized, all boredom amused. And I have chosen you, Mr. Beale, to preach this evangel.

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“What are we doing in here, Chief? Huh? What’s us two guys doing in this fucking place? Let’s get out of here. Out.”

McMurphy and Chief, One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest (1975)

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Roger O. Thornhill: Master of concealment.

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Goodbye, Mr. Bond.


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