Starring: Benedict Cumberbatch, Chiwetel Ejiofor, Rachel McAdams, Michael Stuhlbarg, Mads Mikkelsen, Tilda Swinton, Scott Adkins, Michael Stuhlbarg, Benedict Wong, Amy Landecker

OUR RATING: ★★★★☆

Story: Marvel introduces its next new hero into the Marvel Cinematic Universe, directed by Scott Derrickson, the story centers on Stephen Strange (Benedict Cumberbatch) a brilliant but arrogant and conceited neurosurgeon, who after being injured in a car accident that ruins his career sets out on a journey of healing and uncovers the hidden world of magic where he encounters the Ancient One (Tilda Swinton), who later becomes Strange’s mentor in the mystic arts.

Verdict: Although the story is pretty formulaic and nothing you haven’t seen in a superhero origin movie, everything is elevated by the magical element of the story which make it a totally trippy ride, the amazing visuals which adds to the trippiness and really make it work, and finally the great acting. Cumberbatch makes a great debut and his brand of quirkiness and sarcasm makes his Dr. Strange character charismatic that can really stand his own in the Marvel Universe. The flaws of the movie is really mainly to do with the villain of the plot and his motivations, even though it was ultimately handled uniquely in the end. If it wasn’t for the magical elements of the story and Cumberbatch’s performance this would have been another average comic book movie, but having those extra layers really lifted this movie to a new level and made it fresh and very entertaining.

REVIEWS

 

Best Quotes    (Total Quotes: 45)


 

[referring to West]
Dr. Stephen Strange: Woh, wait a minute. You’re not… You guys aren’t…
Christine Palmer: What?
Dr. Stephen Strange: Sleeping together? Sorry, I thought that was implicit in my disgust.
Christine Palmer: Explicit, actually. No, I have a very strict rule against dating colleagues.
Dr. Stephen Strange: Oh, really?
Christine Palmer: I call it the “Strange Policy”.
Dr. Stephen Strange: Oh, well, good, I’m glad something’s named after me. I invented a laminectomy procedure, and yet, somehow no one seems to want to call it the “Strange Technique”.
Christine Palmer: We invented that technique.
Dr. Stephen Strange: Regardless, I’m very flattered by your policy.


 

Dr. Stephen Strange: I’m talking tonight at a Neurological Society dinner. Come with me.
Christine Palmer: Another speaking engagement? So romantic.
Dr. Stephen Strange: You used to love coming to those things with me. We had fun together.
Christine Palmer: No, you had fun. They weren’t about us, they were about you.
Dr. Stephen Strange: Not only about me.
Christine Palmer: Stephen, Everything is about you.
Dr. Stephen Strange: Maybe we could hyphenate. Strange-Palmer Technique.
Christine Palmer: Palmer-Strange.


 

[Strange wakes in hospital after his accident]
Christine Palmer: Hey. It’s okay. It’s gonna be okay.
Dr. Stephen Strange: What did they do?
Christine Palmer: They rushed you in a chopper, but it took a little while to find you. The golden hours for nerve damage went by while you were in the car.
Dr. Stephen Strange: What did they do?
Christine Palmer: Eleven stainless steel pins in the bones. Multiple torn ligaments, severe nerve damage in both hands. You were on the table for eleven hours.
[sobbing as he looks at his hands]
Dr. Stephen Strange: Look at these fixators.
Christine Palmer: No one could have done better.
Dr. Stephen Strange: I could have done better.


 

Dr. Nicodemus West: Give your body time to heal.
Dr. Stephen Strange: You’ve ruined me.


 

[as Strange is desperately trying to find a way to cure his hands]
Christine Palmer: You’ve always spent money as fast as you could make it, but now you’re spending money you don’t even have. Maybe it’s time to consider stopping.
Dr. Stephen Strange: No, now is exactly the time not to stop because, you see, ‘m not getting any better!
Christine Palmer: But this isn’t medicine anymore, this is mania. Some things just can’t be fixed.
Dr. Stephen Strange: Life without my work…
Christine Palmer: Is still life. This isn’t the end. There are other things that can give your life meaning.
Dr. Stephen Strange: Like what? Like you?
Christine Palmer: This is the part where you apologize.
Dr. Stephen Strange: This is the part where you leave.
Christine Palmer: Fine, I can’t watch you do this to yourself anymore.
Dr. Stephen Strange: Oh, too difficult for you, is it?
Christine Palmer: Yes, it is. It breaks my heart to see you this way.
Dr. Stephen Strange: No, don’t pity me.
Christine Palmer: I’m not pitying you.
Dr. Stephen Strange: Oh, yeah? Then what are you doing here, bringing cheese and wine like we’re old friends going for a picnic? We are not friends, Christine. We were barely lovers. But you just love a sob story, don’t you? Is that what I am to you now? “Poor Stephen Strange, charity case. He finally needs me.” Another dreg of humanity for you to work on, patch him up and send him back into the world, heart’s just humming. You care so much, don’t you?
Christine Palmer: Goodbye, Stephen.


 

Dr. Stephen Strange: I’m Stephen Strange. I’m a neurosurgeon, was a neurosurgeon.
Jonathan Pangborn: Actually, you know what, man, I do know you. I came to your office once. You refused to see me. I never got past your assistant.
Dr. Stephen Strange: You were untreatable.
Jonathan Pangborn: No glory for you in that, right?
Dr. Stephen Strange: You came back from a place there’s no way back from. I’m trying to find my own way back.


 

Jonathan Pangborn: I’d given up on my body. I thought my mind’s the only thing I have left I should at least try to elevate that. So, I sat with gurus and sacred women. Strangers carried me to mountaintops to see holy men, and finally I found my teacher. And my mind was elevated, and my spirit deepened. And somehow…
Dr. Stephen Strange: Your body healed.
Jonathan Pangborn: Yes. There were deeper secrets to learn there, but I didn’t have the strength to receive them. I chose to settle for my miracle and I came back home. The place you’re looking for is called Kamar-Taj, but the cost there is high.
Dr. Stephen Strange: How much?
Jonathan Pangborn: I’m not talking about money. Good luck.


 

Mordo: You’re looking for Kamar-Taj.
[Mordo takes Strange to Kamar-Taj]
Dr. Stephen Strange: Really? Sure we got the right place? That one looks a little more Kamar-Tajey.
Mordo: I once stood in your place. And I, too, was disrespectful. So, might I offer you some advice? Forget everything you think you know.
Dr. Stephen Strange: Alright.


 

Mordo: The sanctuary of our teacher, The Ancient One.
Dr. Stephen Strange: The Ancient One? What’s his real name?
[Mordo just looks at him]
Dr. Stephen Strange: Right. Forget everything I think I know. Sorry.


 

[to who he thinks is the Ancient One as the real Ancient is pouring him some tea]
Dr. Stephen Strange: Uh, thank you, Ancient One, for seeing me.
The Ancient One: You’re very welcome.
[Strange looks with confusion at Mordo]
Mordo: The Ancient One.
The Ancient One: Thank you, Master Mordo. Thank you, Master Hamir. Mr. Strange.
Dr. Stephen Strange: Uh, Doctor, actually.
The Ancient One: Well, no, not anymore, surely. Isn’t that why you’re here? You’ve undergone many procedures. Seven, right?
Dr. Stephen Strange: Yeah. It’s good tea.
The Ancient One: Yes.


 

Dr. Stephen Strange: Did you heal a man named Pangborn, a paralyzed man?
The Ancient One: In a way.
Dr. Stephen Strange: You helped him to walk again.
The Ancient One: Yes.
Dr. Stephen Strange: How did you correct a complete C7-C8 spinal cord injury?
The Ancient One: Well, I didn’t correct it. He couldn’t walk, I convinced him that he could.
Dr. Stephen Strange: You’re not suggesting it was psychosomatic?
The Ancient One: When you reattach a severed nerve is it you who heals it back together or the body?
Dr. Stephen Strange: It’s the cells.
The Ancient One: And the cells are only programmed to put themselves back together in very specific ways.
Dr. Stephen Strange: Right.


 

The Ancient One: What if I told you that your own body could be convinced to put itself back together in all sorts of ways?
Dr. Stephen Strange: You’re talking about cellular regeneration. That’s bleeding edge medical tech. Is that why you’re working here without a governing medical board? Just how experimental is your treatment?
The Ancient One: Quite.
Dr. Stephen Strange: So, you’ve figured out a way to reprogram nerve cells to self-heal?
The Ancient One: No, Mr. Strange. I know how to reorient the spirit to better heal the body.
Dr. Stephen Strange: The spirit to heal the body?
The Ancient One: That’s right.
Dr. Stephen Strange: Alright. How do we do that? Where do we start?
[Ancient One shows him a picture from a book]
The Ancient One: Don’t like that map?
Dr. Stephen Strange: Oh, no. It’s really good. It’s just, you know, I’ve seen it before, in gift shops.
The Ancient One: And what about this one?
Dr. Stephen Strange: Acupuncture, great.
The Ancient One: What about that one?
Dr. Stephen Strange: Showing me an MRI scan. I do not believe this.


 

The Ancient One: Each of those maps was drawn up by someone who could see in part, but not the whole.
Dr. Stephen Strange: I spent my last dollar getting here, a one-way ticket, and you’re talking to me about healing through belief?
The Ancient One: You’re a man looking at the world through a keyhole, and you’ve spent your whole life trying to widen that keyhole, to see more, to know more, and now, on hearing that it can be widened, in ways you can’t imagine you reject the possibility.
Dr. Stephen Strange: No, I reject it because I do not believe in fairy tales about chakras or energy or the power of belief. There is no such thing as spirit! We are made of matter and nothing more. You’re just another tiny, momentary speck within an indifferent universe.
The Ancient One: You think too little of yourself.
Dr. Stephen Strange: Oh, you think you see through me, do you? Well, you don’t. But I see through you!
[suddenly the Ancient One forcing Strange’s spirit out of his body for a moment]
Dr. Stephen Strange: What did you just do to me?
The Ancient One: I pushed your astral form out of your physical form.
Dr. Stephen Strange: What’s in that tea? Psilocybin? LSD?
The Ancient One: It’s just tea, with a little honey.


 

Dr. Stephen Strange: What just happened?
The Ancient One: For a moment, you entered the astral dimension.
Dr. Stephen Strange: The what?
The Ancient One: A place where the soul exists apart from the body.
Dr. Stephen Strange: Why are you doing this to me?
The Ancient One: To show you just how much you don’t know. Open your eye.
[the Ancient One suddenly forces Strange to experiencing the alternate dimensions]
Dr. Stephen Strange: Oh, shit! Oh, God! Oh, God, no! No, no, no! What’s happening? This isn’t real! This isn’t real! This isn’t real!
Mordo: His heart rate is getting dangerously high.
Dr. Stephen Strange: The Ancient One: He looks alright to me.


 

[as Strange is going the alternate dimensions]
The Ancient One: You think you know how the world works? You think that this material universe is all there is? What is real? What mysteries lie beyond the reach of your senses? At the root of existence mind and matter meet. Thoughts shape reality. This universe is only one of an infinite number. Worlds without end. Some benevolent and life giving. Others filled with malice and hunger. Dark places where powers older than time lie ravenous and waiting. Who are you in this vast Multiverse, Mr. Strange?
[Strange is then brought back into his body]
The Ancient One: Have you seen that before in a gift shop?
Dr. Stephen Strange: Teach me.
The Ancient One: No.
[Strange is then thrown out of the building]


 

[after throwing Strange out of Kamar-Taj]
The Ancient One: You think I was wrong to cast him out?
Mordo: Five hours later, he’s still on your doorstep. There’s a strength to him.
The Ancient One: Stubbornness, arrogance, ambition. I’ve seen it all before.
Mordo: He reminds you of Kaecilius?
The Ancient One: I cannot lead another gifted student to power only to lose him to the darkness.
Mordo: You didn’t lose me. I wanted the power to defeat my enemies. You gave me the power to defeat my demons and to live within the natural law.
The Ancient One: We never lose our demons, Mordo. We only learn to live above them.
Mordo: Kaecilius still has the stolen pages. If he deciphers them, he could bring ruin upon us all. There may be dark days ahead. Perhaps Kamar-Taj could use a man like Strange.


 

[hours after being thrown out of Kamar-Taj Strange is still outside banging on the door]
Dr. Stephen Strange: Don’t shut me out. I haven’t got anywhere else to go.
[defeated he sinks down against the door, suddenly the door is buzzed open and Strange falls through it]
Dr. Stephen Strange: Thank you.


 

[Mordo shows Strange to his room]
Mordo: Bathe. Rest. Meditate, if you can. The Ancient One will send for you.
[Mordo hands Strange a small piece of paper with the word “Shamballa” written on it]
Dr. Stephen Strange: What’s this? My mantra?
Mordo: The Wi-Fi password. We’re not savages.


 

The Ancient One: The language of the mystic arts is as old as civilization. The sorcerers of antiquity called the use of this language spells. But if that word offends your modern sensibilities you can call it a program, the source code that shapes reality. We harness energy drawn from other dimensions of the Multiverse to cast spells to conjure shields and weapons to make magic.
Dr. Stephen Strange: But even if my fingers could do that my hands would just be waving in the air. How do I get from here to there?
The Ancient One: How did you get to reattach severed nerves and put a human spine back together bone by bone?
Dr. Stephen Strange: Study and practice, years of it.


 

Wong: Mr. Strange.
Dr. Stephen Strange: Uh, Stephen, please. And you are?
Wong: Wong.
Dr. Stephen Strange: Wong. Just Wong? Like Adele?
[Wong just stares a him]
Dr. Stephen Strange: Or Aristotle. Drake. Bono. Eminem.


 

Wong: This section is for masters only, but at my discretion, others may use it. You should start with Maxim’s Primer. How’s your Sanskrit?
Dr. Stephen Strange: I’m fluent in Google Translate.


 

The Ancient One: You cannot beat a river into submission. You have to surrender to its current and use its power as your own.
Dr. Stephen Strange: I control it by surrendering control? That doesn’t make any sense.
The Ancient One: Not everything does. Not everything has to. Your intellect has taken you far in life, but it will take you no further. Surrender, Stephen. Silence your ego and your power will rise. Come with me.


 

[the Ancient One takes Strange to Everest]
Dr. Stephen Strange: Wait. Is this…
The Ancient One: Everest. Beautiful.
Dr. Stephen Strange: Yeah, right, beautiful. Freezing but beautiful.
The Ancient One: At this temperature a person can last for thirty minutes before suffering permanent loss of function.
Dr. Stephen Strange: Great.
The Ancient One: But you’ll likely go into shock within the first two.
Dr. Stephen Strange: What?
The Ancient One: Surrender, Stephen.
[the Ancient One leaves Strange in Everest closing the portal]
Dr. Stephen Strange: No! No!


 

[after leaving Strange in Everest]
Mordo: How’s our new recruit?
The Ancient One: We shall see.
Mordo: Any second now.
The Ancient One: Oh, no, not again.
Mordo: Maybe I should…
[after a few anxious minutes Strange manages to conjure the right spell to bring him back]


 

[Mordo is training Strange]
Mordo: This is a relic. Some magic is too powerful to sustain so we imbue objects with it allowing them to take the strain we cannot. This is the staff of the Living Tribunal. There are many relics. The Wand of Watoomb, The Vaulting Boots of Valtorr.
Dr. Stephen Strange: Really just roll off the tongue, don’t they? When do I get my relic?
Mordo: When you’re ready.
Dr. Stephen Strange: I think I’m ready.
Mordo: You’re ready when the relic decides you’re ready. For now, conjure a weapon.


 

[after Strange has been caught reading the text Kaecilius stole and learning to bend time with the mystical Eye of Agamotto]
Mordo: Stop! Tampering with continuum probabilities is forbidden.
Dr. Stephen Strange: I was just doing exactly what it said in the book.
Wong: What did the book say about the dangers of performing that ritual?
Dr. Stephen Strange: I don’t know, I hadn’t gotten to that part yet.
Mordo: Temporal manipulations can create branches in time. Unstable dimensional openings. Spatial paradoxes! Time loops! You want to get stuck reliving the same moment over and over forever or never having existed at all?
Dr. Stephen Strange: They really should put the warnings before the spell.
Wong: Your curiosity could have gotten you killed. You weren’t manipulating the space-time continuum, you were breaking it. We do not tamper with natural law, we defend it.


 

Mordo: How did you even do that?
Dr. Stephen Strange: Hm?
Mordo: Where did you learn the litany of spells required to even understand it?
Dr. Stephen Strange: I’ve got a photographic memory, that’s how I got my M.D. and Ph.D. at the same time.
Mordo: What you just did takes more than a good memory. You were born for the mystic arts.
Dr. Stephen Strange: And yet my hands still shake.
Wong: For now, yes.
Dr. Stephen Strange: Not forever?
Mordo: We’re not prophets.
Dr. Stephen Strange: When are you going to start telling me what we are?
Wong: While heroes like the Avengers protect the world from physical dangers we sorcerers safeguard it against more mystical threats.


 

Kaecilius: How long have you been at Kamar-Taj, Mister…
Dr. Stephen Strange: Doctor.
Kaecilius: Mister Doctor.
Dr. Stephen Strange: It’s Strange.
Kaecilius: Maybe. Who am I to judge?


 

[after fighting with Kaecilius and managing to incarcarate him]
Kaecilius: You cannot stop this, Mister Doctor.
Dr. Stephen Strange: I don’t even know what “this” is.
Kaecilius: It’s the end and the beginning. The many becoming the few becoming the One.
Dr. Stephen Strange: If you’re not going to start making sense I’m just gonna to have to put this thing back on.
Kaecilius: Tell me, Mister Doctor…
Dr. Stephen Strange: My name is Doctor Stephen Strange.
Kaecilius: You are a doctor?
Dr. Stephen Strange: Yeah.
Kaecilius: A scientist. You understand the laws of nature. All things age. All things die. In the end, our sun burns out. Our universe grows cold and perishes, but the Dark Dimension it’s a place beyond time.
Dr. Stephen Strange: That’s it. I’m putting this thing back on.
Kaecilius: This world doesn’t have to die, doctor. This world can take its rightful place alongside so many others as part of the One. The great and beautiful One. We can all live forever.
Dr. Stephen Strange: Really? What do you have to gain out of this New Age dimensional utopia?
Kaecilius: The same as you, the same as everyone. Life. Eternal life. People think in terms of good and evil when really time is the true enemy of us all. Time kills everything.
Dr. Stephen Strange: What about the people you killed?
Kaecilius: Tiny. Momentary specks within an indifferent universe.


 

Kaecilius: Yes. You see. You see what we’re doing. The world is not what it ought to be. Humanity longs for the eternal for a world beyond time, because time is what enslaves us. Time is an insult. Death is an insult. Doctor, we don’t seek to rule this world. We seek to save it, to hand it over to Dormammu, who is the intent of all evolution, the why of all existence. The Sorcerer Supreme defends existence. What was it that brought you to Kamar-Taj, doctor? Was it enlightenment? Power? You came to be healed, as did we all. Kamar-Taj is a place that collects broken things. We all come with the promise of being healed and instead The Ancient One gives us parlor tricks. The real magic she keeps for herself. You ever wonder how she managed to live this long?
Dr. Stephen Strange: I saw the rituals in The Book of Cagliostro.
Kaecilius: So, you know. The ritual gives me the power to overthrow The Ancient One and tear her Sanctums down, to let the Dark Dimension in. Because what The Ancient One hoards, Dormammu gives freely. Life everlasting. He’s not the destroyer of worlds, doctor. He’s the savior of worlds.
Dr. Stephen Strange: No. I mean, come on. Look at your face. Dormammu made you a murderer. Just how good can his kingdom be?
[Kaecilius starts to laugh]
Dr. Stephen Strange: You think that’s funny?
Kaecilius: No, not that. What’s funny is that you’ve lost your sling ring.


 

[as Christine is trying to operate on Strange’s wounded body he appears in his astral form]
Dr. Stephen Strange: Just a little higher. Please be careful with the needle.
[Christine screams in terror]
Christine Palmer: Stephen? What am I seeing?
Dr. Stephen Strange: My astral body.
Christine Palmer: Are you dead?
Dr. Stephen Strange: No, Christine, but I am dying.
Christine Palmer: Right. Right. Yeah, alright.


 

Christine Palmer: I’ve never seen a wound like this. What were you stabbed with?
Dr. Stephen Strange: I don’t know.
[Strange sees Lucian’s astral form approaching while Christine continues to operates on him]
Dr. Stephen Strange: I’m gonna have to vanish now.
Christine Palmer: What?
Dr. Stephen Strange: Keep me alive, will you?


 

Dr. Stephen Strange: I wrote you emails, but you never responded.
Christine Palmer: Why would I?
Dr. Stephen Strange: Christine, I am so, so sorry. For all of it. You were right, I was a complete asshole. I treated you so horribly, and you deserved so much more.
Christine Palmer: Stop. You’re clearly in shock. What the hell is happening? Where have you been?
Dr. Stephen Strange: Well, after Western medicine failed me I headed east, and I ended up in Kathmandu.
Christine Palmer: Kathmandu?
Dr. Stephen Strange: Yeah.
Christine Palmer: Like the Bob Seger song?
Dr. Stephen Strange: 1975, Beautiful Loser, side A. Yeah. I went to a place called Kamar-Taj and I talked to someone called The Ancient One.
Christine Palmer: Oh, so you joined a cult.
Dr. Stephen Strange: No, I didn’t. No, not exactly. No. They did teach me to tap into powers that I never even knew existed.
Christine Palmer: Yeah, that sounds like a cult.
Dr. Stephen Strange: It’s not a cult.
Christine Palmer: Well, that’s what a cultist would say.


 

The Ancient One: You defended the New York Sanctum from attack. With its master gone, it needs another. Master Strange.
Dr. Stephen Strange: No. It’s Doctor Strange. Not Master Strange, not Mister Strange. Doctor Strange. When I became a doctor I swore an oath to do no harm, and I have just killed a man! I’m not doing that again. I became a doctor to save lives, not take them.
The Ancient One: You became a doctor to save one life above all others, your own.
Dr. Stephen Strange: Still seeing through me, are you?
The Ancient One: I see what I’ve always seen, your over-inflated ego. You want to go back to the delusion that you can control anything, even death, which no one can control. Not even the great Doctor Stephen Strange.
Dr. Stephen Strange: Not even Dormammu? He offers immortality.
The Ancient One: It’s our fear of death that gives Dormammu life. He feeds off it.
Dr. Stephen Strange: Like you feed off him? You talk to me about controlling death? Oh, I know how you do it. I’ve seen the missing rituals from The Book of Cagliostro.
The Ancient One: Measure your next words very carefully, doctor.
Dr. Stephen Strange: Because you might not like them?
The Ancient One: Because you may not know of what you speak.
Mordo: What is he talking about?
Dr. Stephen Strange: I’m talking about her long life, the source of her immortality. She draws power from the Dark Dimension to stay alive.
The Ancient One: That’s not true.
Dr. Stephen Strange: I’ve seen the rituals. Worked them out. I know how you do it.


 

[referring to the Ancient One]
Dr. Stephen Strange: She’s not who you think she is.
Mordo: You don’t have the right to say that. You’ve no idea the responsibility that rests upon her shoulders.
Dr. Stephen Strange: No, and I don’t want to know.
Mordo: You’re a coward.
Dr. Stephen Strange: Because I’m not a killer?
Mordo: These Zealots will snuff us all out and you can’t muster the strength to snuff them first?
Dr. Stephen Strange: What do you think I just did?
Mordo: You saved your own life! And then whined about it like a wounded dog.
Dr. Stephen Strange: Oh, you would have done it so easily?
Mordo: You’ve no idea the things I’ve done. And the answer is yes, without hesitation.
Dr. Stephen Strange: Even if there’s another way?
Mordo: There is no other way!
Dr. Stephen Strange: You lack imagination.
Mordo: No, Stephen. You lack a spine.


 

[Strange uses his power to trap Kaecilius in the Mirror Dimension]
Dr. Stephen Strange: The Mirror Dimension. You can’t affect the real world in here. Who’s laughing now, asshole?
Kaecilius: I am.


 

[Strange astral projects to find the Ancient One spirit floating away from her body as Palmer is trying to save her life on the operating table]
Dr. Stephen Strange: What are you doing? Come on, you’re dying! You have to return to your body now. You don’t have time.
The Ancient One: Time is relative.
Dr. Stephen Strange: Your body hasn’t even hit the floor yet.
The Ancient One: I’ve spent so many years peering through time looking at this exact moment, but I can’t see past it. I’ve prevented countless, terrible futures, and after each one, there’s always another, and they all lead here, but never further.
Dr. Stephen Strange: You think this is where you die.


 

The Ancient One: You wonder what I see in your future?
Dr. Stephen Strange: No. Yes.
The Ancient One: I never saw your future, only its possibilities. You have such a capacity for goodness. You always excelled, but not because you craved success but because of your fear of failure.
Dr. Stephen Strange: That’s what made me a great doctor.
The Ancient One: It’s precisely what kept you from greatness. Arrogance and fear still keep you from learning the simplest and most significant lesson of all.
Dr. Stephen Strange: Which is?
The Ancient One: It’s not about you.


 

The Ancient One: When you first came to me you asked me how I was able to heal Jonathan Pangborn. I didn’t. He channels dimensional energy directly into his own body.
Dr. Stephen Strange: He uses magic to walk?
The Ancient One: Constantly. He had a choice, to return to his own life or to serve something greater than himself.
Dr. Stephen Strange: So I could have my hands back again? My old life?
The Ancient One: You could, and the world would be all the lesser for it. I’ve hated drawing power from the Dark Dimension, but as you well know sometimes one must break the rules in order to serve the greater good.
Dr. Stephen Strange: Mordo won’t see it that way.
The Ancient One: Mordo’s soul is rigid and unmovable forged by the fires of his youth. He needs your flexibility, just as you need his strength. Only together do you stand a chance of stopping Dormammu.
Dr. Stephen Strange: I’m not ready.
The Ancient One: No one ever is. We don’t get to choose our time. Death is what gives life meaning. To know your days are numbered. Your time is short.
[she holds Strange’s hand]
The Ancient One: You’d think after all this time I’d be ready, but look at me. Stretching one moment out into a thousand just so that I can watch the snow.
[suddenly her spirit disappears as she dies on the operating table]


 

Dr. Stephen Strange: She’s dead.
Mordo: You were right. She wasn’t who I thought she was.
Dr. Stephen Strange: She was complicated.
Mordo: Complicated. The Dark Dimension is volatile, dangerous. What if it overtook her? She taught us it was forbidden while she drew on its power to steal centuries of life.
Dr. Stephen Strange: She did what she thought was right.
Mordo: The bill comes due. Don’t you see? Her transgressions led the Zealots to Dormammu. Kaecilius was her fault, and here we are in the consequence of her deception. A world on fire.


 

Dr. Stephen Strange: Dormammu, I’ve come to bargain.
Dormammu: You’ve come to die. Your world is now my world, like all worlds.
[Dormammu kills Strange; then we see the last few minutes being reversed and Strange appears again]
Dr. Stephen Strange: Dormammu, I’ve come to bargain.
Dormammu: You’ve come to die. Your world is now my… What is this? Illusion?
Dr. Stephen Strange: No, this is real.
Dormammu: Good.
[Dormammu kills Strange again; Strange then comes back again]
Dr. Stephen Strange: Dormammu, I’ve come to bargain.
Dormammu: You’ve… What is happening?
Dr. Stephen Strange: Just as you gave Kaecilius powers from your dimension I brought a little power from mine. This is time. Endless looped time.
Dormammu: You dare!
Dr. Stephen Strange: Oh.
[Strange is killed again]
Dr. Stephen Strange: Dormammu, I’ve come to bargain.
Dormammu: You cannot do this forever.
Dr. Stephen Strange: Actually, I can. This is how things are now. You and me, trapped in this moment, endlessly.
Dormammu: Then you will spend eternity dying.
Dr. Stephen Strange: Yes, but everyone on Earth will live.
Dormammu: But you will suffer.
Dr. Stephen Strange: Pain’s an old friend.
[Strange is killed again and reappears again]
Dr. Stephen Strange: Dormammu, I’ve come to bargain.
Dormammu: End this!
[Dormammu kills Strange over and over and Strange keeps appearing over and over]
Dr. Stephen Strange: Dormammu… Dormammu… Dormammu…
Dormammu: You will never win.
Dr. Stephen Strange: No, but I can lose again and again and again and again, forever. And that makes you my prisoner.
Dormammu: No! Stop! Make this stop! Set me free!
Dr. Stephen Strange: No. I’ve come to bargain.
Dormammu: What do you want?
Dr. Stephen Strange: Take your Zealots from the Earth. End your assault on my world. Never come back. Do it and I’ll break the loop.


 

Wong: We did it.
Mordo: Yes. Yes, we did it. By also violating the natural law.
Dr. Stephen Strange: Look around you, it’s over.
Mordo: You still think there will be no consequences, Strange? No price to pay? We broke our rules, just like her. The bill comes due. Always! A reckoning. I will follow this path no longer.


 

[last lines; as Strange returns the Eye]
Wong: Wise choice. You’ll wear the Eye of Agamotto once you’ve mastered its powers. Until then, best not to walk the streets wearing an Infinity Stone.
Dr. Stephen Strange: A what?
Wong: You might have a gift for the mystic arts, but you still have much to learn. Word of the Ancient One’s death will spread through the Multiverse. Earth has no Sorcerer Supreme to defend it. We must be ready.
Dr. Stephen Strange: We’ll be ready.


 

[mid-credit scene; Thor is meeting with Strange]
Thor: So Earth has wizards now, huh?
Dr. Stephen Strange: Tea?
Thor: I don’t drink tea.
Dr. Stephen Strange: What do you drink?
Thor: Not tea.
[Strange uses his powers to transform the cup in Thor’s hand into a glass of beer]
Dr. Stephen Strange: So, I keep a watch list of individuals and beings from other realms that may be a threat to this world. Your adopted brother, Loki, is one of those beings.
Thor: Worthy inclusion.
Dr. Stephen Strange: Yeah.
[Thor sees his glass of beer fill up again after he’s half drunk from it]
Dr. Stephen Strange: So why bring him here to New York?
Thor: It’s a bit of a long story. Family drama, that kind of thing, but we’re looking for my father.
Dr. Stephen Strange: Oh, okay. So if you found Odin you’d all return to Asgard promptly?
Thor: Oh, yes. Promptly.
Dr. Stephen Strange: Great! Allow me to help you.


 

[post-credit scene; Pangborn senses someone in his workshop]
Jonathan Pangborn: Can I help you?
Mordo: They carried you into Kamar-Taj on a stretcher. Look at you now, Pangborn.
Jonathan Pangborn: Mordo. So what can I do for you, man?
Mordo: I’ve been away for many months now, and I’ve had a revelation. The true purpose of a sorcerer is to twist things out of their proper shape, stealing power, perverting nature. Like you.
Jonathan Pangborn: I’ve stolen nothing. This is my power. Mine.
Mordo: Power has a purpose.
[Pangborn picks up a crowbar and tries to attack Mordo, but Mordo takes his powers and makes Pangborn paralysed again]
Jonathan Pangborn: Why are you doing this?
Mordo: Because I see, at long last, what’s wrong with the world. Too many sorcerers.


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