Eli Movie Quotes

Eli: Cursed be the ground for our sake. Both thorns and thistles it shall bring forth for us. For out of the ground we were taken, for the dust we are... and to the dust we shall return

What's the big deal with France? How come everyone wants to go there? Let me tell you about France. Their music sucks. Their movies suck. Their berets suck. Their croissants are pretty good, but the place overall still sucks.My family went there once on the way to visit Dad's homeland family. EuroDisney. Need I say more?

No matter what you do with your life during the day, there's always that moment when you have to wake up with yourself, with yourself and with the person that's sleeping beside you. That's the person that you make a home with, discuss life's big decisions with, share your finances, eat, shop, maybe parent with. That's the person you share your body with forever, kiss, touch, the one you sit on the couch with and watch movies, the one who gives you a hug when you've had a rough day. That's the person you put up a Christmas tree with and arrive home with for the holidays, the person you watch grow old and who still loves you when you're not as nice to look at, the one who holds your hand when you're dying. And none of that had anything to do with wrestling.

Strange, how such a small realization can affect everyone's life forever. In movies there is always a carefully staged moment - a big crescendo of music, close- ups of the actors' faces, the camera slowly pulling away to let all this sink in for the viewer...but, in real life, most all of the extraordinary things happen with no more loudness than a whisper.

Eli: I walk by faith, not by sight.

Do for the others more than you do for yourself

Eli: People had more than they needed. We had no idea what was precious and what wasn't. We threw away things people kill each other for now.

Solara: I didn't think you'd ever give up the book, I thought it was too important to you Eli: It was, I was carrying and reading it everyday, got so caught up in protecting it, I forgot to live by what I'd learnt from it Solara: And what's that? Eli: To do more for others than you do for yourself

Solara: You know, you say you've been walking for thirty years, right? Eli: Right? Solara: Have you ever thought that maybe you were lost? Eli: Nope. Solara: Well, how do you know that you're walking in the right direction? Eli: I walk by faith, not by sight. Solara: [sighs] What does that mean? Eli: It means that you know something even if you don't know something. Solara: That doesn't make any sense. Eli: It doesn't have to make sense. It's faith, it's faith. It's the flower of light in the field of darkness that's giving me the strength to carry on. You understand? Solara: Is that from your book? Eli: No, it's, uh, Johnny Cash, Live at Folsom Prison.

Love. Wow. I could feel the hearts and flowers and damn cupids floating over my head. Who would have thought? It was like some weird-ass Hallmark movie. And it was wonderful.

Solara: Do you really read the same book everyday? Eli: Without fail.

Eli: Thank you lord for a warm bed to sleep on, thank you for the food we are about to eat, thank you for a roof over our heads on cold nights such as this, thank you for companionship in hard times like these, Amen.

Eli: Dear Lord, thank you for giving me the strength and the conviction to complete the task you entrusted to me. Thank you for guiding me straight and true through the many obstacles in my path. And for keeping me resolute when all around seemed lost. Thank you for your protection and your many signs along the way. Thank you for any good that I may have done, I'm so sorry about the bad. Thank you for the friend I made. Please watch over her as you watched over me. Thank you for finally allowing me to rest. I'm so very tired, but I go now to my rest at peace. Knowing that I have done right with my time on this earth. I fought the good fight, I finished the race, I kept the faith.

The two Lucys are going to go to the movies with Eli and I,” Robby said, “Great. And you have English teachers for parents.

Eli: Stay on the path. It's not your concern. Stay on the path. It's not your concern.

Eli: In all these years I've been carrying it and reading it every day, I got so caught up in keeping it safe that I forgot to live by what I learned from it.

Years later Eli will tell me that he fell in love with me right then, and in this movie-like memory I always see it—how we can’t quite break eye contact, the flush along the shell of his ear when I sit next to him on the couch minutes later, the way his eyes linger on me when Adam and I bicker over control of the TV, the steady bounce of his knee. The beautiful, shy smile he gives me over the pizza we have for dinner later. He’ll hold on to it for years, but eventually that spark will become a wildfire. And then we’ll burn it all down.

Hijack Leader: [cradling wrist where Eli has severed his hand] What are you standing around for? Kiss him! Hijacker: What'd he say? Eli: He's in shock. I think he meant "Kill Him.

This is what happens when your best friend runs off to watch her husband film another movie. I’m happy for Eli, but does she have to go with him all the damn time? Doesn’t he know she has friends who are needy as fuck and require her attention? Selfish husbands, all of them.

Our Constitution is not good. It is a document designed to create a society of enduring white male dominance, hastily edited in the margins to allow for what basic political rights white men could be convinced to share. The Constitution is an imperfect work that urgently and consistently needs to be modified and reimagined to make good on its unrealized promises of justice and equality for all. And yet you rarely see liberals make the point that the Constitution is actually trash. Conservatives are out here acting like the Constitution was etched by divine flame upon stone tablets, when in reality it was scrawled out over a sweaty summer by people making deals with actual monsters who were trying to protect their rights to rape the humans they held in bondage. Why would I give a fuck about the original public meaning of the words written by these men? Conservatives will tell you that the text of laws explicitly passed in response to growing political, social, or economic power of nonwhite minorities should be followed to their highest grammatical accuracy, and I’m supposed to agree the text of this bullshit is the valid starting point of the debate? Nah. As Rory Breaker says in the movie Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels: “If the milk turns out to be sour, I ain’t the kind of pussy to drink it.” The Constitution was so flawed upon its release in 1787 that it came with immediate updates. The first ten amendments, the “Bill of Rights,” were demanded by some to ensure ratification of the rest of the document. All of them were written by James Madison, who didn’t think they were actually necessary but did it to placate political interests.

If the U.S. government and nonprofit organizations, private corporations and university laboratories are going to dedicate money and time to the future, they also need to do so for the present. They need to fund accessible buses, schools, classrooms, movie theaters, restrooms, housing, and workplaces. They should support campaigns to end bullying, employment discrimination, social isolation, and the ongoing institutionalizing of disabled people with the same enthusiasm with which they implement cure research. I want money for accessible playgrounds, tree houses, and sandboxes so that wheelchair-using kids aren't left twiddling their thumbs in the present while they dream of running in the future. If we choose to wait for those always-just-around-the-corner cures, lavishing them with resources, energy, and media attention, we risk suspending our present-day lives.

Eli: The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. He makes me to lie down in green pastures: he leads me beside the still waters.He restores my soul he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil for thou art with me Solara: That's beautiful, did you write that? Eli: Yes, I did. [chuckles] Eli: No, no. No. No, that was around a long time before you and I got here, that's for sure.

What do I want? I stared at him stupidly. What I wanted was to be with Andy forever, for us to be together, openly, in front of the world. I wanted to come home to him after work every day and hold him every night. I wanted to throw popcorn at each other while watching movies and join a soccer league on the weekends. I wanted to be there when he graduated from law school. I wanted not to have my heart shattered into a million pieces. I wanted not to be broken for however many years it was going to take me to get over this. I couldn’t have those things, though. And it wasn’t fair.

No matter what you do with your life during the day, there’s always that moment when you have to wake up with yourself, with yourself and with the person that’s sleeping beside you. That’s the person that you make a home with, discuss life’s big decisions with, share your finances, eat, shop, maybe parent with. That’s the person you share your body with forever, kiss, touch, the one you sit on the couch with and watch movies, the one who gives you a hug when you’ve had a rough day. That’s the person you put up a Christmas tree with and arrive home with for the holidays, the person you watch grow old and who still loves you when you’re not as nice to look at, the one who holds your hand when you’re dying.

Mom, what about the story you were going to tell Katie?” “Oh, yes. Queen Elizabeth. When she came to Kenya for a visit in 1952, she and Prince Philip stayed at Treetops. It’s a hotel not far from here. The rooms are at treetop height. She sipped tea on the open veranda while the elephants and other wild animals came to the watering hole below. Her father, King George IV, had been ill but seemed to have recovered, so the trip to Africa didn’t pose a conflict.” “Was he the one who stuttered? I remember seeing a movie about him,” Katie said. “Yes, that was the same king,” Eli answered for his mom. “What happened is that he took a turn for the worse and passed away while Princess Elizabeth was at Treetops. Since communication between England and Africa was so slow, she didn’t know her father had died until after they had left Treetops, and they stopped for lunch at the Aberdare Country Club, where we just ate.” “Really? The queen of England ate at that same restaurant?” “Yes. Only she didn’t yet know she was the queen of England. Word hadn’t reached her. The great statement about Treetops is that Elizabeth went up the stairs to her room that night as a princess, and when she descended those same stairs the next morning, she was the queen of England.” “I love stories like that,” Katie said. “I mean, it’s sad that her father died while she was in Africa, but what a rite of passage that moment was. She was doing what was on the schedule for that day, and by the time she put her head on her pillow that night, everything had changed.” As

One of the terrestrial channels he enjoyed so little was showing a war movie from the sixties, it was background noise and company; he didn’t care if the company was Nazi’s or Tom and Jerry.

I’ll work on it… Just not tonight,” Elijah said. I rolled my eyes at him and let Eli pinch his arm hairs the rest of the movie

He shrugs and pops one of my fries into his mouth. “I see. So is this the part of the movie where the jock and his quiet tutor fall for each other? Over shared fries and math problems?” I’m pretty sure my entire face is on fire at this point as my mind tries to formulate real words. “Uhm—I—no.” Eli laughs, and the sound is enough to soothe all of the anxiety working through me. “I’m messing with you, Mia. I definitely didn’t fall for you over math problems.

Suze,” I said, “I’m a middle-aged man.” “I know,” Susan said. “I see it as a challenge.” We went into the bedroom and lay close in the bed, sipping the champagne and watching the late movie in the air-conditioned darkness. Life may be flawed but sometimes things are just right. The late movie was The Magnificent Seven. When Steve McQueen looked at Eli Wallach and said, “We deal in lead, friend,” I said it along with him.

The doorman code of conduct?” I ask Gabriel. What did I do wrong this time? Or is Gabriel one of those Madonna/whore guys who can’t deal with a girl who makes the first move? “No, the gentleman’s code of conduct,” he says. “And, I don’t know, maybe needing better ambience? Like, not in a closet. Maybe dinner and a movie first?” I really don’t know how to do this. When the stakes count. I am an idiot. I turn around to leave, embarrassed, but he presses his hand against the door to keep it from opening. (He really is a bad doorman.) Then he places the softest, sweetest kiss ever on the back of my neck. “We’ll get there,” he whispers in my ear. I got my kiss, I got my k—i-S-s.

Eli: Write everything exactly as I say it. The first book of Moses, called Genesis. Chapter 1, verse 1. In the beginning God created the heaven and the earth. Eli: Verse 2. And the earth was without form, and void; and darkness was upon the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God moved upon the face of the waters. Eli: Verse 3. And God said, Let there be light: and there was light.

Solara: What was it like before? Eli: People had more than they needed, people didn't know what was precious and what wasn't, people threw away things they kill each other for now.

Eli: [whispering to Solara, after seeing the graves George and Martha made] We gotta go now. Solara: They killed all these people. Eli: Not just killed them, they ate them. Solara: Her hands, her hands were shaking. Eli: Too much human meat. Let's go.

[They're in the middle of a gun fight with Carnegie's men] Solara: You know that voice you heard, did it say anything about this. Eli: We'll get out both of us. George: What about us? Eli: Didn't say anything about you.

Eli: You know what's good about no soap, you can smell a hijacker from a mile away! Hijack Leader: I am impressed, this man can smell us from thirty feet away, now what's that say about our hygiene!

Carnegie: [Carnegie inspects the book] Ask and you shall receive. God is good, is he not? Eli: All the time. Carnegie: Not all the time. [shoots Eli]

Eli: They say the war tore a hole in the sky,you've probably heard the stories. Solara: Yeah. Eli: The war tore a hole in the sky, the sun came down, burnt everything, everyone, I wandered, I didn't really know what I should do or where I was going. I was just moving from place to place,trying to stay alive.And then one day I heard this voice.I don't know how to explain it, it's like it was coming from inside me. But I could hear it clear as day. Clear as I can hear you talking to me now. It told me to carry the book west, it told me that a path would be laid out before me, that I'd be led to a place where the book would be safe it told me I'd be protected,against anyone or anything that tried to stand in my way. If only I would have faith. That was thirty years ago and I've been walking ever since Solara: And you did all this because a voice told you to? Eli: I know what I hear, I know what I heard, I know I'm not crazy, I didn't imagine it

Eli: You know what's the good thing about no soap, you can smell a hijacker from a mile away Hijack Leader: The hijackers come out of hiding "I am impressed, this man can smell us from thirty feet away, now what's that say about our hygiene! To Eli " What's in the bag? Eli: What bag? Hijack Leader: You got a gun, he's got a gun, tip it on the ground Eli: I can't do that Hijack Leader: This guy's a fucking genius, drop the fucking bag on the ground!Are you listening to me? "He taps Eli on the side of the shoulder" Eli: Yeah, are you listening to me, touch me with that hand again and you're not getting it back Hijack Leader: He laughs and goes to touch Eli again, Eli cuts off his hand "He cut off my hand, what are you standing around for kiss him! Hijacker: Why'd he say? Eli: He's in shock, I think he meant kill him.

Carnegie: And who are you? Eli: Nobody. Carnegie: Oh, I doubt that. The men you killed in my bar, now they were nobody.

Martz: That was my cat. Eli: Fine specimen. Martz: I saw you knock him off the bar. Eli: No. I kind of shooed him. I didn't really knock him... Martz: You raised your hand at him. Eli: Won't happen again, I promise you. Bartender: Hey, Martz, how about another drink? Martz: That cat's been coming here for two years. Its got more right to be here than you. Eli: I don't want any trouble. Martz: Well that's too bad. Cuz you got... Eli: [Eli slams Martz's head on the bar railing] "I know who you are. Murderer of innocent travelers on the road. You're gonna be held to account for the things you've done, do you know that? Do you?

Engineer: You can wait over there, across the street at the Orpheum. Eli: No, I'll wait here. Engineer: Bar is about ready to open. Eli: I'll wait here. Engineer: You don't trust me, do you? Eli: Uh... I'll wait here.

Solara: I want to come with you. Eli: No, you don't. Solara: I hate it here. Eli: Then change it.

Lombardi: There's a whole series of beautiful Mozart and Wagner records, in still very pristine condition. But, never a Bible. Until now. May I ask what condition it's in? Eli: It's beat up. But it will do the job.

Lombardi: [to his assistant] Could you get us some writing paper, please. Eli: A lot of it. A whole lot of it.