“Dead Man” quotes
(1995)
Jim Jarmusch
directed this movie
in 1995
Title Dead Man
Year 1995
Director Jim Jarmusch
Genre Drama, Western, Fantasy
Year 1995
Director Jim Jarmusch
Genre Drama, Western, Fantasy
Plot – In the second half of the nineteenth century, William Blake embarks on a journey to the extreme western American frontier. Lost the way and wounded, Blake encounters a strange Indian who believes the white man is the dead English poet in person. Circumstances will make Blake a wanted outlaw and a murderer.
All actors – Johnny Depp, Gary Farmer, Crispin Glover, Lance Henriksen, Michael Wincott, Eugene Byrd, John Hurt, Robert Mitchum, Iggy Pop, Gabriel Byrne, Jared Harris, Mili Avital, Jimmie Ray Weeks, Mark Bringelson, John North, Peter Schrum, Mike Dawson, Billy Bob Thornton, Michelle Thrush, Gibby Haynes, Richard Boes, George Duckworth, Thomas Bettles, Alfred Molina, Daniel Chas Stacy, Todd Pfeiffer, Leonard Bowechop, Cecil Cheeka, Michael McCarty
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“I'll tell you one thing: if that there Blake fella keeps on shootin' marshals, I might end up liking the bastard!”
“- Nobody: I prepared your canoe with cedarboughs. It's time for you to leave now, William Blake. Time for you to go back where you came from.
- William Blake: You mean Cleveland?
- Nobody: Back to the place where all the spirits came from, and where all the spirits return. This world will no longer concern you.”“- Thel Russell: Watch it. It's loaded.
- William Blake: Why do you have this?
- Thel Russell: Because this is America.”“What name were you given at birth, stupid white man?”
“- William Blake: Am I going to die?
- Nobody: The circle of life has no ending.”“- Nobody: Did you kill the white man who killed you?
- William Blake: I'm not dead. Am I?”“It is strange that you do not remember any of your poetry, William Blake.”
“- Trading Post Missionary: God damn your soul to the fires of Hell!
- William Blake: He already has.”“Things which are alike, in nature, grow to look alike.”
“I was then taken east, in a cage. I was taken to Toronto. Then Philadelphia. And then to New York. And each time I arrived at another city, somehow the white men had moved all their people there ahead of me. Each new city contained the same white people as the last, and I could not understand how a whole city of people could be moved so quickly.”
“That weapon will replace your tongue. You will learn to speak through it. And your poetry will now be written with blood.”
“You were a poet and a painter, William Blake. But now, you're a killer of white men.”
“Don't let the sun burn a hole in your ass, William Blake. Rise now, and drive your cart and plough over the bones of the dead!”
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