The Good German (2006)

Tobey Maguire: Tully

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• Patrick Tully : [threatening a Jewish double amputee]  Just don't jew me on the price.

• Patrick Tully : You can say what you want about the war. Certainly, I would never wish for all those millions of people to die; but, the war - was the best thing that ever happened to me. Because, when you have money, then, for the first time in your life, you understand *it* - what money does for you. Where before all you understood was not having it. Money allows you to be who you truly are.

• Patrick Tully : The whole city spread its legs for you. All that ''eat, drink, and be merry'' bullshit, ''seize the day.'' It sure didn't make anyone smarter. And the best part of it was no one got hurt. There was too much money floating around for anybody to fall down without a nice soft cushion. Occupation Marks printed just for us. Funny money. It didn't feel like losing it when they lost it. The Russians, they had to spend it before they went home. Which was all anyone talked about: going home. Everyone. Even the Russians! God, who would ever want to?

• Patrick Tully : You see any action?

  Jake Geismer : I was in London when Franz Bettmann aimed his Roman candles about a hundred feet away from me. Broke all my martini glasses.

• Congressman Breimer : I bet you can't wait to go home, huh, soldier?

  Patrick Tully : Oh, yes, sir. You know the Germans. They make excellent danish, but they can't bake apple pie like my mom.

• Jake Geismer : Well, there's a piece that would sell: ''Fallen Women of the Third Reich.''

  Patrick Tully : That's pretty raw, sir.

  Jake Geismer : Millions of people didn't disappear because the elves came out at night. Your Fraulein knew exactly what Hitler was doing. They all knew. Did she lift a finger?

  Patrick Tully : You don't know a thing about her.

  Jake Geismer : And you do?

  Patrick Tully : Just because you're a German doesn't make you a Nazi.

• Patrick Tully : Poor, fucking stupid Lena. You don't know fucking nothing, do you?

• Lena Brandt : I forget sometimes what a boy you are. Such a boy. A sweet little boy.

  Patrick Tully : No, cut it out.

  Lena Brandt : Does that bother you? Why should it? My husband was a boy too. A little boy.

• Patrick Tully : How am I supposed to help you, Lena, if you won't help me?

• Patrick Tully : Scotch from Scotland. Forty cases.

  General Sikorsky : Good?

  Patrick Tully : They flew it in for Churchill.

  General Sikorsky : Can't afford it.

  Patrick Tully : Hey, who's your comrade? Don't worry, I'll give you a price.