The script for this science fiction drama movie was written by Andrew Niccol. He directed the movie as well.
Doctor: Never shy. Pisses on command. I ever tell you that's a beautiful piece of equipment? Vincent Freeman: Every time I'm here. Doctor: Occupational hazard. I see many in the course of any day. Yours happens to be an exceptional example. I don't know why my folks didn't order one like that for me.
Vincent Freeman: They used to say that a child conceived in love...has a greater chance of happiness. They don 't say that anymore.
Vincent Freeman: We now have discrimination down to a science.
Vincent Freeman: After all, there is no gene for fate.
German: They don 't care where you were born, just how. Blood has no nationality.
Vincent Freeman: I took my mind off the pain by reminding myself...that when I eventually did stand up I'd be two inches closer to the stars.
Vincent Freeman: There is more vodka in this piss than there is piss!
Vincent Freeman: Eugene never suffered from the routine discrimination of a "utero"..."faith birth" or "In-Valid" as we were called. A "Valid", a "vitro", a "made man", he suffered under a different burden. The burden of perfection.
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Doctor: Jerome, Jerome, the metronome. I could play the pianoby that heartbeat of his.
Irene Cassini: The only trip I'll take in space is around the sun on the satellite here.
Vincent Freeman: You work so hard...and you do everything you can to get away from a place...and when you finally get your chance to leave...you find a reason to stay.
Detective: Hello, everyone! I'm your detective for the evening. Please don't leave the premises. I said nobody leave! Am I speaking...in some strange foreign language?
Vincent Freeman: You are the authority...on what is not possible, aren't you, Irene? They have got you looking so hard for any flaw...that after a while that's all that you see. For whatever it's worth...I'm here to tell you that it is possible.
Jerome Eugene Morrow: I got the better end of the deal. I only lent you my body. You lent me your dream.
Vincent Freeman: For someone who was never meant for this world...I must confess I'm suddenly having a hard time leaving it. Of course, they say every atom in our bodies was once part of a star. Maybe I'm not leaving. Maybe I'm going home.
Our visitor Margie is looking for a movie she saw as a kid. Here is her description:
"I am trying to find a TV movie I saw in 1963 -- was a late 50's or very early 60's sci-fi in which Madagascar fish protoplasm is brought to the U.S., escapes and becomes a huge blob that strangles people (and maybe eats them). This is not 'The Blob' with Steve McQueen. Could be Twilight Zone or Outer Limits?"
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