Top of the Lake2013

Robin:
I don't know how to keep living

GJ:
Who is she?

Anita:
She's the, um, detective.

GJ:
Oh, I remember the detective. So, you are on your knees? Good. Now die to yourself. To your idea of yourself. Everything you think you are, you are not. What's left? Find out.

Robin:
I've just realized that who I thought I was, who my father and mother were...

GJ:
Stop. Stop thinking.

Anita:
Coffee

GJ:
What are these crazy b*tches doing?

Anita:
They're meditating.

GJ:
Ah! Have you people paid your trailer rent?

Anita:
Yeah. Yeah.

GJ:
No freeloading. Fifty bucks a week. You've gotta work. No one will pay you for closing your eyes.

Robin:
GJ, I need to help Tui.

GJ:
You people all you want to help someone. That one. That one wants to help Africa. Help yourself first. Like the aeroplane. Put on your own mask first.

Robin:
How do I help myself?

GJ:
Why should I tell you when you don't listen?

Robin:
I'm listening.

GJ:
No! All you hear are your own crazy thoughts Like a river of sh*t, on and on. See your thoughts for what they are. Stop your helping. Stop your planning. Give up! There's no way out. Not for others, not for you. We are living out here at the end of the road, the end of the earth in a place called paradise How is it going? Perfect? No. You are madder than ever. You are tired? So lie down right here. Be like a cat. Heal yourself. There is no match for the tremendous intelligence of the body. Rest. When is the next flight to Reykjavik?

Anita:
Um, Iceland. Any route preference or carrier?

GJ:
No. Just get away from these crazy b*tches.