5 to 7 (2014) Poster

(2014)

Anton Yelchin: Brian Bloom

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  • Brian : [in his book]  Thousands of years ago, somebody came up with the idea of impermanence of the beauty and inevitability of change. I'm pretty sure they had just been dumped.

    Brian : I had a long time to consider the value of memory, and the idea that just because something doesn't last forever doesn't mean its worth is diminished. Maybe it was just a rationalization - easier on the soul than mourning what might have been - the life unlived. I honestly don't know, but I chose to believe in memory. I chose to believe in her. I chose to believe that the bond was never broken and that we carried each other in our hearts. As a secret singularity. She made me a writer. She made me a man.

    Brian : There would be other loves. Even great loves. But she was right, only one remained perfect.

  • [last lines] 

    Brian : I don't know if I'll ever see her again. I don't know if that's a good thing, or a bad one. But I will promise you this. Your favorite story, whatever it might be, was written for one reader.

  • [first lines] 

    Brian : Some of the best writing in New York won't be found in books, or movies, or plays, but on the benches of Central Park. Read the benches, and you understand.

  • Brian : As little as you want to write when you're happy, that's now much you have to write when you're miserable. Your passions need to go somewhere, and this is the only place left. Your suffering has to be good for something. It's not for me to say if the words were worth the price.

  • Brian : In New York, you're never more than 20 feet away from someone you know, or someone you're meant to know.

  • Arielle : Just so you know, you're a natural lover. Your body expresses beautifully what's in your heart.

    Brian : I'm just going to write that down...

  • Brian : It's one of two things. Or possibly both.

    Arielle : What is?

    Brian : Either no one is immune to your charms, or the world really can surprise you with its grace.

  • Sam : A married French woman, 33 years of age, with two children. You could stop that sentence anywhere along the way, and have reason enough not to be in the relationship.

    Brian : Dad...

    Sam : These are the same French who didn't let us fly over their country on the way to Khadafi.

    Brian : Okay, but it's not her Frenchness that's really bothering you.

    Sam : No, but I can't discuss her marital or parental status, because if I do my pancreas will explode. So instead, I'm dwelling on the relatively benign, but still objectionable issue of her Frenchness.

    Brian : Okay, but...

    Sam : In the war, the French couldn't wait to give up their Jews.

    Brian : Nobody could wait to give up their Jews...

    Sam : Also, they surrendered three times in the same war. Have you any idea how hard that is to do?

    Brian : What does that have to do with anything?

    Sam : Because this is who you're dealing with.

  • Brian : So you're married?

    Arielle : Of course, what did you think?

    Brian : I thought you were *not* married.

    Arielle : Why would you think that?

    Brian : Why would I *not* think that? For one thing you don't wear a wedding ring.

    Arielle : So American. You need a sign post for everything or you'll completely lose your way.

  • Brian : Till then, then.

  • Brian : Your children are amazing.

    Valery : [chuckles]  Thank you.

    Brian : Are they real, or are they from a catalogue?

    Valery : Uh, they're from a catalogue.

  • Jane : Life is a collection of moments. The idea is to have as many good ones as you can.

    Brian : See, I was taught that there are no free lunches. That one day, the rent comes due, the other shoe drops and you suffer a thousand fold.

    Jane : Who raised you?

    Brian : Jews.

  • Brian : In my culture, if we didn't have things to judge harshly, we wouldn't know what to do all day.

  • Arielle : [in wine shop]  Okay, we'll start very simply. Taste, please, this glass. Is it white or red?

    Brian : [blindfolded]  Red.

    Arielle : My God.

    Brian : [removing his blindfold]  Ah, really? You gotta be shitting me!

    Arielle : You have the palate of a water buffalo. That is about to change. Replace the blindfold, please. Take a small piece of baguette to cleanse the palate.

    Brian : [scene shifts to a bar]  Okay. Please drink from this glass. Is it the Miller High Life, or the Guinness stout?

    Arielle : The Miller High Life.

    Brian : Oh boy.

    Arielle : What?

    [in French] 

    Arielle : Fuck!

    Brian : We have a lot of work to do.

    Arielle : I was sure it was Miller High Life.

    Brian : Now please take a buffalo chicken wing to obliterate the palate.

  • Arielle : I'm sad. It was the beginning.

    Brian : Of what?

    Arielle : Belief.

  • Brian : Sometimes, life is... really something.

    Arielle : Maybe you should write fortune cookies.

  • Brian : They say that no love is perfect. But then, they never met you...

  • Arielle : A 5 to 7 relationship is a relationship outside of marriage.

    Brian : Seriously, the french actually block out time for that?

    Arielle : No.

    Brian : 1 to 3 lunch, 3 to 5 conference call, 5 to 7 commit adultery.

    Arielle : Look...

    Brian : Do you set aside time to break other commandments? Do you covet at 9:30? Worship false idols from 10 to noon?

  • Arielle : Always look the person in the eye when you touch glasses.

    Brian : I know. 7 years of bad luck.

    Arielle : Bad luck? That's the american version?

    Brian : Yes. What's the french?

    Arielle : 7 years of bad sex.

    Brian : Good lord.

    Arielle : I think that tells you everything you need to know about our two cultures.

    Brian : Yes. Yours is very optimistic. I mean a lot of people after, like, year 5 of bad sex, they'd give up; but you guys really hang in there.

  • Brian : Je t'aime... Just for the record.

  • Sam : [arriving at restaurant]  Your mother's standing.

    Brian : I know.

    Arlene : They have no folding chairs here.

    Sam : It's The Carlyle, Arlene.

    [to Arielle] 

    Sam : You know when we first met, she only sent back entrées. Now it's chairs.

  • Brian : America is alive, okay and you have a somewhat downbeat world view.

    Arielle : No, I don't. And prove it.

    Brian : Prove what?

    Arielle : That America is still alive.

    Brian : Look around.

    Arielle : They don't seem particularly alive to me. Prove it.

    Brian : Alright.

    [He kisses her] 

  • Brian : Arielle, you're older than I am, you're wiser I'm sure and you've seen much more of the world. And you're beautiful, and elegant, and smart, and funny, and interesting, and you feel like family which is wonderful.

    Arielle : Are you seriously telling me that the "but" is coming at the end of this sentence?

  • Arielle : Can no american watch a film without popcorn?

    Brian : That's right.

    Arielle : Do you chomp popcorn when you read literature?

    Brian : [nods side to side]  I eat sunflower seeds and I spit the shells into a little cup.

  • Brian : [Arielle and Arlene kiss goodbye]  Look at that dad, she fucked her twice.

  • Brian : Dad, the meaning of the verb "baiser" which used to mean to kiss has changed a bit over the years.

    Sam : It has?

    Brian : Yes.

    Sam : What does it mean now?

    Brian : [whispers]  It means to fuck.

    Sam : Oh god!

    [to Arielle] 

    Sam : Pardon my french.

  • Arielle : [talking about her husband's lover]  One Day, I will stand next to her at his funeral.

    Brian : Is that gonna be anytime soon?

  • Brian : [thinking]  Brian Bloom. I believe I'm expected. What? Don't say that. Brian Bloom. Invited guest. No, no, no, that's silly.

    [door opens] 

    Brian : Hi! Uh... Brian Bloom reporting for dinner.

  • Jane : Get your head right. Get your head right right now because you're about to have the most important conversation of your life. And it's not just your future here. It's mine too. So can you do it? Can you put the French lady out of your mind for nine seconds? Please. Just stick out your hand. Say, 'How do you do, sir?' like a normal human being. So you can have the career that you have always dreamed of... or are you just gonna blow it and incinerate and dissolve like a Kleenex in a fat man's sneeze? Is your head right? Is your head right? Is *your head* right?

    Brian : You're much crazier than I'am.

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