Cube

Holloway:
You've got a gift.

Leaven:
It's not a gift. It's just a brain.

Quentin:
For Christ's sake, Worth, what do you live for? Don't you have a wife, or a girlfriend, or something?

Worth:
Nope. I've gotta pretty fine collection of pornography.

Worth:
I have nothing... to live for out there.

Leaven:
What is out there?

Worth:
Boundless human stupidity.

Leaven:
I can live with that.

Quentin:
I'm not dying in a f***ing rat maze!

Rennes:
No more talking. No more guessing. Don't even think about nothing that's not right in front of you. That's the real challenge. You've gotta save yourselves from yourselves.

Worth:
Hey! Listen to what I'm saying. We haven't been moving in circles, the rooms have.

Worth:
What do ya think?

Leaven:
You don't have a lot of lives left.

Quentin:
Is that your two cents worth, Worth?

Worth:
For what it's worth.

Worth:
There is no conspiracy. Nobody is in charge. It's a headless blunder operating under the illusion of a master plan.

Worth:
Big Brother isn't watching you!

Quentin:
Who do you think the establishment is? It's just guys like me. Their desks are bigger, but their jobs aren't. They don't conspire, they buy boats.

Worth:
You think somebody would go to all the trouble to build this thing if you could just walk out?

Kazan:
Astronomical!

Worth:
This is an accident, a forgotten, perpetual public works project. You think anybody wants to ask questions? All they want is a clear conscience and a fat paycheck.

Holloway:
What have we come to? It's so much worse than I thought.

Worth:
Not really. Just more pathetic.

Quentin:
Listen, we can't go climbing around in here.

Holloway:
Why not?

Quentin:
There's traps.

Holloway:
What do you mean traps?

Quentin:
Booby traps. I looked in the room down there, and something almost cut my head off.

Leaven:
This room moves to 0, 1, and -1 on the X-axis, 2, 5, and -7 on the Y and 1, -1, and 0 on zed.

Quentin:
And what does that mean?

Leaven:
You suck at math.

Quentin:
Somebody has to take responsibility around here.

Worth:
And that somebody has to be you?

Quentin:
Not all of us have the luxury of playing nihilist.

Worth:
Not all of us are conceited enough to play hero.

Holloway:
It's all the same machine, right? The Pentagon, multinational corporations, the police. If you do one little job, you build a widget in Saskatoon, and the next thing you know, it's two miles under the desert, the essential component of a death machine.

Kazan:
This room is... red. I wanna go back to the blue room.

Quentin:
But why put people in it?

Worth:
Because it's here. You have to use it, or you admit that it's pointless.

Quentin:
But it *is* pointless.

Worth:
Quentin... that's my point.

Leaven:
Shouldn't we wait here?

Holloway:
For what?

Leaven:
To see if anybody comes.

Worth:
No one's going to come.

Quentin:
This guy's the Wren.

Holloway:
The what?

Quentin:
He's the wren. The bird of Attica. Flew the coop on six major prisons.

Rennes:
Seven.

Kazan:
This room is…green.

Holloway:
Yes it is.

Kazan:
I want to go back to the blue room.

Quentin:
You could try and help me out here, buddy.

Worth:
No I couldn't.

Holloway:
I'm talking about where do you hide something this big. Hey, I'm sorry to shake your foundations, Quentin, but you have no idea where your tax dollars go.

Quentin:
Free clinic doctors?

Holloway:
Only the military-industrial complex could afford to build something this size.

Quentin:
Holloway? What is the military-industrial complex? Have you ever been there? I'm telling you, it's not that complex.

Worth:
Holloway, you don't get it.

Holloway:
Then help me, please. I need to know.

Worth:
This may be hard for you to understand, but there is no conspiracy. Nobody is in charge. It's a headless blunder operating under the illusion of a master plan. Can you grasp that? Big Brother is not watching you.

Leaven:
If this were right, then we would be outside of the cube.

[Leaven looks around.]

Leaven:
No, not outside of the cube.

Quentin:
Oh. Guess that means we're not having dinner.

Holloway:
How long did you know people were being put in here?

Worth:
A couple of months.

Holloway:
That's not long…if you consider your whole life.

Worth:
I am.

Leaven:
We'll come back for him...

Holloway:
That's a lie, and you know it.

Quentin:
Sure you can. It's your gift.

Leaven:
It's not a gift. It's just a brain.

Leaven:
With those numbers, the room should be safe.

Quentin:
[Laughing] Only one way to find out! [Calmly throws Worth into the room]

Leaven:
My parents are these people, I live with them…I'm boring.

Worth:
I'm just a guy. I work in an office building, doing office building stuff.

Worth:
Do you think we matter? We don't.

Worth:
I mean, nobody wants to see the big picture. Life's too complicated.

Worth:
Just out of curiosity—I mean, don't hit me again, I think—but what are you going to do when you get there?

Quentin:
Let's rule out aliens for now and concentrate on what we know.

Quentin:
You can't see the big picture from in here, so don't try. Keep your head down, keep it simple. Just look at what's in front of you.

Quentin:
Leaven…you beautiful brain.

Quentin:
Every day I mop up after your bleeding heart. The only reason you even exist is because I keep you!

Quentin:
I know your type. No kids, no man to f*** you. So you go around outraged, sticking your nose up other people's a**holes, sniffing their business!

Quentin:
I looked through the walls. I dreamed him, at his desk, designing everything. He can't let you solve the puzzle, see, because there is a purpose.

Holloway:
Only the government could build something this ugly.

Holloway:
It's okay, I just swallowed my button.

Holloway:
God help you, Quentin. Did you smack your kids around too?

Rennes:
Look around. Take a good, long look-see. 'Cause I got a feeling it's looking at us.

Rennes:
Suck on it...keeps the saliva flowin'.

Rennes:
Merde.