One Hour Photo

Sy Parrish:
According to The Oxford English Dictionary, the word "snapshot" was originally a hunting term.

Sy Parrish:
Pretend it's all pretend.

Sy Parrish:
And if these pictures have anything important to say to future generations, it's this: I was here. I existed. I was young, I was happy, and someone cared enough about me in this world to take my picture.

Sy Parrish:
Nobody takes a picture of something they want to forget.

Bill Owens:
Sy, there's a 1000 other places where you can do your photos. There's no reason to come all the way down other than to f*** with me.

Sy Parrish:
There's a very good reason. I calibrated that machine personally. It's the best mini-lab in the state.

Sy Parrish:
What the hell is wrong with these people?

Sy Parrish:
The things you're most afraid of have already happened.

Sy Parrish:
All I did was take pictures...

Sy Parrish:
Am I talking to a brick wall? Did I tell you to touch her? If you touch her again; I stab you in the heart!

Jakob:
When someone seems sad and don't have any friends, it makes me feel bad for them.

Nina:
Who is sad and doesn't have any friends?

Jakob:
Sy!

Nina:
The Photo Guy at the one hour place? Well, we really don't know that much about him do we. He might even have a lot of friends. He probably has a girlfriend and a mommy and daddy, who love him.

Jakob:
I don't think he does.

Nina:
You've been doing my pictures for a long time.

Sy Parrish:
I almost feel like "Uncle Sy!"

Sy Parrish:
Most people don't take snapshots of the little things. The used Band-Aid, the guy at the gas station, the wasp on the Jell-O. But these are the things that make up the true picture of our lives. People don't take pictures of these things.

Sy Parrish:
Family photos depict smiling faces.

Sy Parrish:
When people's houses are on fire, what's the first thing they save after their pets and loved ones are saved?

Sy Parrish:
Their family photos.

Sy Parrish:
New parents go photo crazy.

Sy Parrish:
The shutter is clicked. The flash goes off and they've stopped time, as if just for the blink of an eye.

Bill Owens:
Look, Sy, I got a family. I'm not losing my job over this. I'm letting you go.

Sy Parrish:
No. Ohhh...

Bill Owens:
These log discrepancies would be enough, but you've been spacing out on the job, taking 90-minute lunch breaks, creating scenes in front of the customers... giving away free merchandise.

Sy Parrish:
What?

Bill Owens:
Free disposable cameras to customers on their birthday? That must have been your bright idea. Sure as sh*t isn't company policy.

Sy Parrish:
You can't do this.

Bill Owens:
It's done, Sy. I talked to Sims at district. Now you finish out the week and clear out your locker. And if you do something like f*** up today's prints...

Sy Parrish:
I haven't f***ed up a customer's prints in 11 years!

Bill Owens:
If you haven't noticed, this isn't Neiman Marcus. People just wanna come in here with their kids, have a good time, and save a few pennies on paper towels and socks. If they wanted to see yelling and screaming, they'd stay at home.

Sy Parrish:
Now, put his thing in your mouth.