Kafka

Inspector Grubach:
Kafka. Kafka, Kafka... Is that your real name?

Franz Kafka:
Yes. W-why shouldn't it be?

Oscar:
It's not too bad working here, though.

Franz Kafka:
You've never felt it was a horrible double life, from which there was probably no escape but insanity?

Ludwig:
Yes!

Oscar:
No.

Ludwig:
No.

Franz Kafka:
So, that's who the enemy is. Policemen and file clerks. Law and order, you might say.

Gabriela:
You think what we're doing is wrong? What would you suggest, then?

Franz Kafka:
Did any of you actually go up to the castle with Edward? You sit around twisting the facts to suit your inbred theories. In my experience the truth is not... that convenient.

Chief Clerk:
I know a gentleman who looks like you. In fact he looks more like you than you do yourself.

Doctor Murnau:
A crowd is easier to control than an individual. A crowd has a common purpose. The purpose of the individual is always in question.

Franz Kafka:
That's what you're trying to eliminate, isn't it? Everything that makes one human being different from another. But you'll *never*, *never* reach a man's soul through a lens.

Doctor Murnau:
That rather depends on which end of the microscope you're on, doesn't it?