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[after he gets out of Van Loon’s limousine outside his apartment building]
Eddie Morra: [voice over] I didn’t go in. I wanted to walk. Move. Digest. Ingest. There are moments in life, moments when you know you’ve crossed a bridge. You’re old life is over. Van Loon was my bridge. I finally had my shot. Wall Street would provide my nest egg. But then how far could I go? CEO? A global force? Maybe president? Time somebody shook up the free world and got things done.
Eddie Morra: [voice over] Suddenly…there was another skip. How had I gone the last twenty blocks? I got another ten blocks. And then…I was way up town.
[as he’s confronted by some thugs]
Eddie Morra: [voice over] A fight? Don’t know how to fight. Or do I?
[he remembers all the action movies and documentaries about fighting he’s watched and begins to fight]
[in the early hours of the morning after he’d skipped hours of his day]
Eddie Morra: [voice over] When it finally stopped, I couldn’t account for the last eighteen hours of my life.
Eddie Morra: [voice over] Even off NZT, I decided to give Van Loon’s files a shot.
[he opens the folders and takes a look at papers]
Eddie Morra: [voice over] They were hieroglyphs.
Eddie Morra: [voice over] Was it possible? Could I have killed someone? Was it even me?
[looking through Vernon’s telephone book of clients]
Eddie Morra: [voice over] I realized that there were other people who might know about NZT. Vernon’s other clients.
Eddie Morra: [voice over] Of all the people I’ve called, three were dead and the rest were sick.
[seeing Melissa for the first time in years]
Melissa: Well, don’t tell me I look good, cause I know. I didn’t want you to see me this way. You look good.
Eddie Morra: Oh, I uh…yeah. I…I sort of got myself together.
Melissa: Did the pill did that to you?
Eddie Morra: What do you mean?
Melissa: I mean, I took it too. Vernon didn’t tell you any of this, did he?
Eddie Morra: No.
Melissa: Well, when he told me about this amazing new drug, I was like down the hatch.
Eddie Morra: And it was. It was amazing. And I read Brian Green’s The Elegant Universe in forty five minutes and I understood it. And my work rate increased just insanely overnight, and my boss started to hate me. They offered me his job. And the…and then I got…I got scared.
Eddie Morra: Why?
Melissa: Why…because I’m not stupid. Nobody can operate at the level of mental activity and not crash.
Melissa: I stopped taking it.
Eddie Morra: And?
Melissa: And then I got sick. Headaches, throwing up. So I went back to Vernon, he told me about all the people that were dying. How much have you been taking, Eddie?
Eddie Morra: I’ve been taking a lot.
Melissa: Maybe…maybe they’ve worked out bugs. Maybe…maybe this is a different batch.
Eddie Morra: Yeah.
Melissa: You’re off it right now, aren’t you?
Eddie Morra: Just finish the story.
Melissa: Well, I didn’t take anymore and I didn’t die. But after a while I realized that I couldn’t concentrate on anything for longer than ten minutes. I uh…I missed deadlines, got lazy. Slow, so slow. That was two years ago. And I have been the same since.
Melissa: You have some left?
[Eddie nods his head]
Melissa: Good. Well, you go home and you take it. You take the dose down, but you don’t just stop. You’ll die if you just stop. Try to taper off. Otherwise the headaches are just the beginning. I have to go.
Eddie Morra: Do you know how makes it?
Melissa: I don’t know. I have to go?
[after he shows up at Lindy’s office looking extremely sick]
Eddie Morra: [voice over] I had no choice. I told Lindy everything.
Lindy: So, all this energy of yours, all this focus, has been a drug?
Eddie Morra: Well, it was supposed to be legal. I…I have a…a supply stashed.
Lindy: You want me to go get it?
Eddie Morra: No. No, no, no. I’m gonna…I’m gonna go get it
Lindy: Give me your keys. I’ll go to your apartment.
Eddie Morra: It’s not…in my apartment. I moved it.
Lindy: Okay. So, where did you move it?
[he just looks at her, indicating that he’s hidden it in her place]
[answering his cell]
Eddie Morra: Hey, have you got it?
Lindy: Yeah. There’s someone following me.
Eddie Morra: Are you sure?
Lindy: Yeah. He got into the cab behind me and he’s making every turn I’m making.
Eddie Morra: Baby, call the cops.
Eddie Morra: Lindy, what’s happening?
Lindy: We stopped dead. He’s getting out. Eddie, he’s walking over here.
Eddie Morra: Lindy?
Lindy: Oh, God!
[the man opens her cab door and get in, Lindy gets out of the other door and runs for it]
[talking into her cell phone]
Lindy: Are you still there?
Eddie Morra: Okay, stop talking. Don’t move.
Lindy: He killed two guys.
Eddie Morra: What?
Lindy: He’s gonna kill me too!
Eddie Morra: No. No. No. No! No! No! Can he see you?
Lindy: No. Not yet. I don’t know what to do!
Eddie Morra: Okay, I need you to go into the bag and take one of the pills.
Eddie Morra: Because you’ll know what to do. You’ll take it and then you’ll know.
Lindy: He’s got a knife, Eddie! I can’t think my way out of a knife.
Eddie Morra: Just listen to me. It’ll come on in thirty seconds and you’ll think your way out.
Lindy: That’s what it does.
[Lindy’s just taken one of the pills]
Lindy: He’s getting closer.
Eddie Morra: Okay. Lindy, I love you.
Eddie Morra: You okay?
Eddie Morra: I’m so sorry about what happened. I want you to know that you never, ever have to go through that again. Cause I can take care of us now.
Lindy: I’m sure you can.
Eddie Morra: I can make us safe. I’m back, okay?
Lindy: Who’s back, Eddie?
Eddie Morra: Me.
Lindy: No! It’s not you. You were different before.
Eddie Morra: I’m still the same person, Lind.
Lindy: I wasn’t’ when I was on it. I did things I would never do.
Eddie Morra: Those things saved your life.
Lindy: But they weren’t me.
Eddie Morra: Yes they were. No, the way it works…
Lindy: I know how it works. I get it. I totally get it. You feel invincible.
Eddie Morra: Where it will take us, Lind, you can’t even imagine. The things we’ll be able to do. Where we’ll be in a year from now. The kind of life that we’ll finally be able to live.
Lindy: Well, you might have to live it without me.
Eddie Morra: Look, I am gonna stop taking it. There’s just some things that I have to do to keep us safe and to…to set us up, and then I’m gonna get off it. I mean, that’s the plan.
Eddie Morra: Look, I have a plan. I swear. I’m gonna get off it.
Lindy: Okay. I hope you do.
Gennady: I want some more of that stuff, or I shoot you right here. Take your pick.
Eddie Morra: [voice over] This guy was not goin’ away. A few pills would buy me some time. Until I find a more permanent solution.
[talking to the two bodyguards he’s hired]
Eddie Morra: Unless you see a real threat. I never wanna know that I have any security. You’ll never perceive me. You’ll always follow me. Never more than fifteen steps behind. And never stand too close together. I wanna be able to look behind me if the opportunity presents itself. And don’t wear the same color suits. This isn’t the Matrix.
Eddie Morra: [voice over] Two months after I’d started NZT, I was brokering the biggest merger in corporate history.
Eddie Morra: [voice over] I found that if I maintained an even dose, remembered to eat, drank no alcohol, the blackouts didn’t occur.
[after he’s become the suspect in a woman’s murder]
Eddie Morra: [voice over] I couldn’t keep this quite on my own. Enter Morris Brandt. The most lethal lawyer in New York.
Morris Brandt: You’re lucky somebody wiped the room. It’s weak circumstantial at best. Just between us, where you there?
Eddie Morra: I don’t remember.
Eddie Morra: [voice over] Carl Van Loon and Hank Atwood had no idea I might soon be charged with murder.
Carl Van Loon: So have you decided, Eddie? What are you gonna do?
Eddie Morra: When this is over? I don’t know. You haven’t given me the answer.
Carl Van Loon: You haven’t asked the question.
Eddie Morra: Well, given the scale of my contribution, let’s say forty five.
Carl Van Loon: Done. Forty five thousand dollars. Forty million is plenty, Eddie. There’s a lot more where that came from. Now, Eddie, it may be on your mind that you’re not gonna continue to work for me anymore.
Eddie Morra: This has been a learning experience of my life.
Carl Van Loon: I hope it has. I hope you don’t think you’ve gotten enough from me, on to the next.
Eddie Morra: Well, in order for a career to evolve, I’m gonna have to move on. That’s…
Carl Van Loon: That you would even think of that would only show me I weren’t prepared you ought to be on your own. I mean you do know that you’re a freak? You’re deductive powers are a gift from God or chance or a stray shot of sperm. Or whatever, or whoever wrote your life script. A gift. Not earned. And you do not know what I know, because you have not earned those powers. You’re careless with those powers. You flaunt them and then you throw them around like a brat with his trust fund. You haven’t had to climb up all the grease balls. You haven’t been bored blind at fund raiser. You haven’t done the time and that first marriage to the girl with the right father. You think you can leap over all on a single bound. You haven’t had to bribe or charm or threaten your way to the seat at that table. You don’t know how to assess your competition because you haven’t competed. Don’t make me your competition.
[Eddie looks at Van Loon, understanding his meaning]
Carl Van Loon: Now, I’ll open up a line of credit for you. You’ll be wantin’ a few toys.
Eddie Morra: [voice over] Hotel rooms were no longer an option. What I needed was a bunker.
[looking around a security systemed apartment]
Realtor: And there’s a built in safe. Central surveillance. Vault grade pneumatic doors. It’s an unparalleled three tiered security system. A fortress, with a hell of a view.
Eddie Morra: What’s the asking price?
Realtor: Eight point five.
Eddie Morra: I’ll take it.
[seeing Gennady walks towards him with his men]
Eddie Morra: [voice over] Right away it was obvious he was on NZT.
Gennady: Next week I’m gonna need twenty pills.
Eddie Morra: Next week you can go fuck yourself. Not that you’d feel anything.
Gennady: I don’t think your fortune five hundred financial friends would appreciate the details of your little dilemma with the police. Thursday, I’m gonna need the pills here.
[Gennady turns and walks away]
Eddie Morra: Gettin’ smarter!
[as he watches Gennady walking away]
Eddie Morra: [voice over] Obviously, this could not go on. But there’s very little on this earth that forty million dollars can’t solve. And tomorrow at nine, Atwood would sign the papers.
[after Atwood has failed to show up for the signing of the contract]
Mrs. Atwood: I wanted to make this as confidential as possible.
Carl Van Loon: Of course.
Mrs. Atwood: My husband experienced some pain and dizziness this morning. He’s currently at Lennox Hill undergoing tests. I just want you to know we have every of signing that contract. And as soon as he is able, we will proceed.
[after he’s discovered the man who’s been trying to kill him is working for Atwood]
Eddie Morra: [voice over] But Atwood wouldn’t get better. Because Atwood was out of NZT.
Eddie Morra: Well, why be surprised.
Eddie Morra: [voice over] How many other meteoric rises might be explained by NZT? At least I had some. My life wasn’t in jeopardy. Only my money. And my liberty.
[standing in the police lineup]
Eddie Morra: [voice over] Who was out there? The woman’s husband? A hotel maid? Was this how it was all going to end?
Carl Van Loon: Atwood’s in a coma. He wasn’t playing us, he’s dying. What do you know about this?
Eddie Morra: [voice over] I was less than usually equipped to answer. The dullness was coming on. I was overdue to take my NZT. And the pain was starting behind my eyes.
Eddie Morra: Excuse me.
Carl Van Loon: You’re not excused.
Eddie Morra: What a man in your employee can’t take a piss, Carl?
[standing at the edge of his apartment balcony as Gennady and his men are trying to break into his apartment]
Eddie Morra: [voice over] And so, here I am. I knew they would kill me slowly and horribly. But this choice would at least be mine.
[as he’s about to jump he stops himself]
Eddie Morra: [voice over] But we’re instinctive creatures. We want to live. So m foggy brain tried to remember where one tablet of NZT might be. It was possible. And possible was enough.
[to Eddie after he’s broken into Eddie’s apartment]
Gennady: Now you know I want more. So why would you upset me? I don’t like being down to this last one. You don’t even know how to use it. You don’t appreciate it. You see, I dissolve it in solution and shoot it. It goes straight up into the blood and brain. Lasts longer.
[to Eddie after he’s set his men to look for the pills in Eddie’s apartment]
Gennady: You know, these guys are gonna find it. Or I’m gonna make you tell me. Question is, which is gonna come first? I guess we’re gonna find out, huh? It’s a waste of my time, you know? I’m getting out of this side of the business. I’m branching out. I’m starting import, export company. Very exciting stuff. I got a lot on my plate. You’re lucky I’m here.
[to Eddie as his men are breaking into Eddie’s safe]
Gennady: Back in the old times, I…I might peel your skin back. Flay you. Flay. It’s a nice word. I didn’t know this before. Oh, I had such a poor vocabulary. But then I discovered this thing, Google. Did you know the small and large intestine is twenty foot long? I had no idea. I don’t believe it. I gotta see this for myself. I’m dubious. It’s another nice word. Anyway, I’m sure you’re curious too.
[he walks towards Eddie with a torture knife]
Gennady: But don’t worry, everything’s sterilized. We’re gonna keep you alive through the whole shebang. You’re gonna get a front row seat, Eddie.
[suddenly Eddie stabs Gennady with a knife he’d kept hidden round his back, killing him]
Eddie Morra: [voice over] Not much of a triumph was it. Because I would die here too. Only NZT could help me and the last of it was in this thug’s blood stream.
[after he’s killed Gennady’s men]
Eddie Morra: [voice over] The police would later note that my apartment’s previous owner was an arms dealer. Of course, these intruders had dissatisfied clients. And the night was still young.
[at the hospital Eddie sits next to Atwood’s man who’s been following him]
Eddie Morra: I’m sure you’re curious about what happened to your boss. I know I certainly am. I mean, if my attorney was really working for Mr. Atwood, trying to save his life, why is he dead? I mean at what point was the pony express supposed to ride in with his life saving medication?
Eddie Morra: [voice over] His boss was dead. So, I didn’t matter now. But he did not appreciate that Morris Brandt had kept the pills for himself.
[with the help of Atwood’s man, Eddie finds his pills at Brandt’s apartment]
Eddie Morra: [voice over] And it was all still possible.
[twelve months later Eddie’s running for Senate and he meets Van Loon in his office]
Eddie Morra: What a surprise! They told me somebody from Ivan was coming.
Carl Van Loon: Of course. Yeah, that’s me now. I’m moving out of the energy business.
Eddie Morra: Come on! That’s like uh…Ed movin’ out of the mansion.
Carl Van Loon: Yeah, I bought Ivan a couple of months ago. I’m surprised you didn’t hear.
Eddie Morra: No. No. I…well, they really keep me hoppin’ here.
Carl Van Loon: Well, it’s gonna pay off, Senator Morra. The Senate. Well, who knows. Everything’s a technicality from here on in. Isn’t it, Eddie? I think we both know where it’s headed. If you can maintain. Have you asked yourself what you’re gonna do when you run out?
Eddie Morra: When did you know?
Carl Van Loon: Does it matter? I know now. I wish you’d come to at first, Eddie. I could have bought Ivan at thirty three a share. We could have been partners.
Eddie Morra: So, Ivan makes NZT?
Carl Van Loon: Well, it’ll never officially exist. Obviously, I don’t need to point out the advantages for you.
Eddie Morra: Oh, I think maybe you do.
Carl Van Loon: Limitless supply. We know you can’t get anymore.
Eddie Morra: You sure about that?
Carl Van Loon: They shut down your lab this morning.
Carl Van Loon: Eddie, I just want to help you, that’s all. Keep your supply. No disruption in service, give you peace of mind. That’s all.
Eddie Morra: And in return, wha…I do what?
Carl Van Loon: Give a little advice maybe. I won’t be bothering you much at first.
Eddie Morra: And later, what are you gonna be bothering me with?
Carl Van Loon: Well, given where you’re heading, some of our ideas are a bit ambitious. But hey, I think that they’re achievable.
Eddie Morra: And what if I don’t like your ideas?
Carl Van Loon: And then we’ll say, God’s speed. And your candle will have shed a brief but a lovely light. But you know what, Eddie? Let’s not even go there right now. Right now, I just wanna keep you brilliant and healthy. Come on, let’s go and get some lunch.
Carl Van Loon: What are you doing? Do you wanna be president of the United States or brain dead, stuck full of tubes?
Eddie Morra: I’ll take my chances.
Carl Van Loon: I told you, your chances don’t exist. We shut down your lab.
Eddie Morra: You don’t think some smart ass in NZT might have two or three or even four labs?
Carl Van Loon: So what? You’re not making anymore.
Eddie Morra: That’s right. I’m not. I thought better of it. See, once you know what’s in it, you can tweak and re-engineer it, and get the bugs out. Taper off. I’m off it, Carl.
Carl Van Loon: Well, on it or off it, there’s no scenario where you’re not working for me.
Eddie Morra: How are you gonna pay me? In cigarettes?
Carl Van Loon: You wanna go to war with me?
Eddie Morra: And trust me when I say this, I’m not even being creative.
Carl Van Loon: There’s no way you can be making accusations like that and be walking around alive.
Eddie Morra: That you would even think that shows me how unprepared you are to fight me.
Carl Van Loon: You are no longer equipped to fight me.
Eddie Morra: I may be off it, you think that I didn’t learned anything? That my synapses didn’t change? That I kept absolutely nothing?
Carl Van Loon: You have no idea what kind of enemy I can be.
Eddie Morra: That man’s gonna rear in that taxi.
Carl Van Loon: What?
[referring to the van driving on the road next to them]
Eddie Morra: The drivers distracted. He’s texting. He’s going thirty miles an hour, he’s sixty feet to stop. He doesn’t have room.
Carl Van Loon: What van?
[the van driving suddenly crashes into the taxi ahead of him]
Eddie Morra: I see everything, Carl. I’m fifty moves ahead of you and everybody else. What makes you think I don’t have a guy that can beat on you right now? How do you know that you’re going to be alive this time next year?
[Eddie comes close to Van Loon and touches him on his chest]
Carl Van Loon: What are you doing? Get your hands off me! What are you doing?
Eddie Morra: Something is pumping half mass in there. Walls of your heart are dilated. Aortic stenosis. You’re gonna need that replaced. But you already knew that.
Eddie Morra: You know you should really be glad about this. Cause me working for you? You’d end up as my bitch.
[Van Loon gives Eddie a look and gets into his car]
Carl Van Loon: Maybe we should cool off. Talk again.
Eddie Morra: I don’t think so. Don’t forget to vote.
[he shuts the car door]
[last lines; Eddie meets Lindy at a Chinese restaurant]
Lindy: How’s your day going?
Eddie Morra: Ah, I’ve had better.
Lindy: I still can’t deal with that haircut. I wouldn’t even recognize you on the street.
Eddie Morra: Well I’m a new man.
[a Chinese waiter comes to their table]
Lindy: I’ve already ordered.
[Eddie starts speaking in Chinese to the waiter and Lindy gives Eddie a look]
Eddie Morra: What?
Total Quotes: 97
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