Amsterdam (2022) Best Movie Quotes

Libby Voze: You leave me here with this invalid, when you know very well that I think she should be hospitalized. It’s for her own good.
Valerie Voze: If you ever say that to me again, I’ll put you into a hospital! I’ll send you to a witch trial!

Harold Woodman: You said you’d come back.
Valerie Voze: Why? So you could leave me?
Harold Woodman: I didn’t know if I was a fleeting adventure, or if you even thought about me at all, Valerie.
Valerie Voze: I never thought of anyone else. Not really. What about you?
Harold Woodman: No. Not really.
Valerie Voze: Really?
Harold Woodman: Yes.

Harold Woodman: And what did you mean, “embarrassed”? What did you mean by that? Embarrassed to contact me all these years?
Valerie Voze: Just seeing me like this. It’s not who I was in Amsterdam. And for what? For what? We can’t be together in this country.

Valerie Voze: Burt, I don’t know what’s happening, but it’s far beyond Meekins and his daughter.

Valerie Voze: The three of us, we were inseparable. We did things, we got things done, and most of all, we lived.

Burt Berendsen: I’m so sorry that you got mixed up in all this.
Irma St. Clair: I’m an autopsy nurse. I get mixed up in all sorts of things. Besides, brought me closer to you and to…
[they kiss]

Detective Lem Getweiler: Why would you take a tea set, a lovely tea set, and turn it into an instrument of violence? It makes no sense.
Detective Hiltz: That’s a good question.
Burt Berendsen: Perhaps, Lem, the question of the century. Don’t think about it too much.

Burt Berendsen: Truth is possible. And I think that love, maybe, is even possible.

Burt Berendsen: Milton, Harold was supposed to be at my office hours ago.
Milton King: You okay? You don’t look good. Things have gotten more complicated, haven’t they? You know, my grandfather shot a guy in the face. And he got shot in the face. Separate occasions. Separate occasions. Not the same guy. And it all worked out.

Valerie Voze: Did someone slap you, Burt? Because you have a red mark on your face.
Burt Berendsen: I fell. I got slapped. Carlton punched me.
Valerie Voze: Yeah, I was there for that one.

Milton King: Did I mention that I predicted extreme trouble from a white man in a box? Then added to by a white woman under a truck.
Burt Berendsen: The point, Milton?
Milton King: You know, I’d rather be on trial for killing five white men than one white woman. Because this can lead to one Black man, or more dead in a box.

Burt Berendsen: Give me the keys.
Harold Woodman: You’re not driving. You can’t drive, you one-eyed nut.

Paul Canterbury: Valerie, we’re prepared to do anything we must as gentlemen.
Paul Canterbury: [as man suddenly throws water in his face] Bugger!
British Ornithologist: You bounder! You cheat! You disgust me!
Paul Canterbury: History will redeem me.
British Ornithologist: Like hell it will!
Paul Canterbury: Sorry, everyone. It’s alright. Drinks on me, literally.

Henry Norcross: Lots of things overlap, Berendsen. The whole world overlaps in its most treacherous way if you pay attention.

Henry Norcross: We proved that the cuckoo lacks the capacity, the civility, the character to build its own nest.
Burt Berendsen: Wow. How is that possibly significant, or interesting to anybody, or anything?
Paul Canterbury: Because it shows that the cuckoo is a parasitic bird. It tricks better birds who build nests. Cuckoo destroys the host’s eggs, and then destroys the nest itself.
Henry Norcross: Berendsen, the cuckoo doesn’t give a damn. Okay? I’d say it’s a profound statement on the parasitic destructive behavior of nature, including humans.

Paul Canterbury: [referring to the forced sterilization clinic] It means there’s a cabal in this country tied to another in Germany who supports these clinics, who want to rule the world.
Burt Berendsen: Rule the world?

Paul Canterbury: We told you in Amsterdam we’d come a-calling, and here we are.
Burt Berendsen: And here you are.

Henry Norcross: [to Burt] You know, a lot of people assume that it’s about the tranquility, or the communion with nature. But I find bird watching so fascinating, because it forces you to decide what you are looking at. I am honing my art of discernment. And I want you to trust me that I believe now is the time to intervene.

Valerie Voze: I don’t like to say, “I told you so,” but this is all turning out to be a lot larger than any of us imagined.

Harold Woodman: Well, even if we solve Meekins out of the three of us, I’m the one that’s going to jail. The system’s rigged.

Valerie Voze: You can’t turn your backs on me now.
Harold Woodman: You broke the pact, remember?
Burt Berendsen: I broke the pact? When?
Harold Woodman: We told you not to leave, Burt.
Burt Berendsen: At least you found love, even if you can’t get it. I’ve never been lucky enough to even know what the hell it is. And that’s a terrible affliction I don’t wish on anyone.
Valerie Voze: I wish I never did find it. Because it hurts too much.

Mrs. Dillenbeck: I had vertigo once and the world just keeps moving.

Burt Berendsen: You call your husband “General”?
Mrs. Dillenbeck: Only on the weekdays.
Burt Berendsen: What do you call him on weekends?
Mrs. Dillenbeck: That’s a very personal question.

General Gil Dillenbeck: I’ll tell you one thing that I can remember quite clearly. You did something that, you sang a song I believe.
Harold Woodman: Which one, sir?
General Gil Dillenbeck: Well, that’s for you to remember. I met thousands of people. You just met me twice. So, you should remember the song. I’d like you to sing it now, then I’ll know it’s you.

General Gil Dillenbeck: The last time I spoke to my friend, he called me from Rome. Called me from the hotel. Told me of something monstrous that he had seen. Disturbed him greatly. That was why Bill was killed.

General Gil Dillenbeck: Somebody’s trying to do something dark and treacherous.

General Gil Dillenbeck: Do you want me to be a dictator? Is that what your big sponsors want?
Maguire: A dictator? No, it doesn’t have to be said like that.
General Gil Dillenbeck: Okay, chancellor? Does that make it better?

General Gil Dillenbeck: Whoever offers me more money, and tells me what to say, and what not to say in my speech, very likely killed Bill Meekins and his daughter. And is behind all this.

Burt Berendsen: And so, two soldiers and a nurse found ourselves in league with the great honorable, decorated General Dillenbeck.

Harold Woodman: I would like to try again in Amsterdam.
Valerie Voze: You would?
Harold Woodman: Yes.
Valerie Voze: Well, let’s hope this goes well.

Burt Berendsen: The trick was to let the Committee of Five and Maguire think the general would give their speech for new leadership in the White House. Immediately. No election. Conning the veterans into supporting it. And Tom, as promised, had gotten us off the hook with the police, who now, to our great surprise, were together with us, united in this plan to stop it. And we all supported the general. He was using himself as bait.

General Gil Dillenbeck: Let me ask a very simple question. Whose side are you guys on?
Paul Canterbury: We’re on your side, of course. Same God, different church. Same lady, different dress. We’re on the exact same side.

General Gil Dillenbeck: Do me a favor. Explain this to me very carefully, because I’m about to do something that could cost me my life.
Henry Norcross: The trick with all this is, is to wait till the absolute very last second to expose as much of the criminality as we are able to capture.

General Gil Dillenbeck: There’s a lot of people I care about here tonight.
Henry Norcross: Trust our powers of discernment, General.
Paul Canterbury: Yes. The cuckoo is in the nest, and the cuckoo is about to be trapped!
General Gil Dillenbeck: Cuckoo?

Henry Norcross: I hope this son of a b**ch thing works.
Paul Canterbury: Or else we’re f***ed.

Libby Voze: [referring to her hands] Oh, have you met the general? He truly is the most wonderful specimen of a man. Clammy, already. Truly clammy.
Tom Voze: She never gets that clammy for me. Perhaps I should travel more on business.

Burt Berendsen: I’ve waited too long for the wrong thing. It turned into something very different than it ever once could be.
Beatrice Vandenheuvel: I think terrible things might happen to you.
Burt Berendsen: What a thing to say to anyone, let alone your beloved.

Harold Woodman: It’s okay, Burt.
Valerie Voze: Yeah, you still have us.
Burt Berendsen: Thank God. I’m running out of people, fast.

Burt Berendsen: Talk about following the wrong God home. What’s more un-American than a dictatorship built by American business?

Burt Berendsen: [as Tom gives him some of the eye drop] Now, normally, guys like me, we have to turn to booze and morphine, and that can lead to addiction… Oh, that’s fast. That is advanced. Oh, that is tremendous energy. I feel no pain.

Tom Voze: Feel this. This is walrus.
Burt Berendsen: Oh, that is soft.
General Gil Dillenbeck: A walrus was killed for this?
Tom Voze: No, sir, he died of old age. He lived a long, happy life because he made smart choices.

General Gil Dillenbeck: I know fear, and I know facing fear. But the one thing I truly detest, the one thing I truly, truly detest, is cruelty.

General Gil Dillenbeck: I became a Marine to serve the Constitution, which intends for us all to be equal in the brotherhood of mankind. But what good is it when powerful people make exceptions for the people who stand in their way? Some people of influence and power like it when regular folks are fired up by hatred because it distracts us from the fairness and kindness. They don’t want us to think about too much just so they can get more and more of what they already have, which is vast wealth. This is your country. This is your country. Don’t let the big men take it away from you.

General Gil Dillenbeck: You’re going to be charged, Tom. You. Yes, you.
Tom Voze: No, sir. You are confused.
General Gil Dillenbeck: No, I’m not confused.

Burt Berendsen: Between my own pill and getting shot, these eye drops are the only reason I’m standing and I feel no pain. And holy s**t. Look what’s happening in this room. Everything.

Valerie Voze: You poisoned me?
Tom Voze: If that’s what you want to call it, fine.

Burt Berendsen: That Tom had an angle was no surprise, but the horror of it. My God. Right under Valerie’s nose. They kept her distracted with the invented condition.

Libby Voze: Valerie, darling. All great societies are built this way. You live in a dream world with your strange sculptures. And that’s fine. You can have that. But it won’t make the world go round.
Valerie Voze: I’m very happy to be unimportant and live in a place that has love and beauty. Art and love, that’s what makes the life worth living, while you’re building this big, gigantic, terrifying future. What a waste of your imagination.

General Gil Dillenbeck: [to Tom] You thought you’d use these men to get me. But I used them and their event to reveal you, and stop your plan, for at least a decade. Maybe two or three more, hopefully.

Harold Woodman: Are you alright, Valerie? You’re shaking.
Valerie Voze: Oh, I’m fine. I was just thinking about shooting Tom and Libby in the face. I won’t do it. Don’t worry.

Burt Berendsen: You have to stand up to them, as we had done. And you have to live your truth.

Valerie Voze: I love Harold. He’s given me the greatest happiness of my life, as has Burt.

Burt Berendsen: [as Valerie kisses Harold] There it is. Look at that. That’s how you face such a world. You must have love in your heart for your life. It is love versus hate. I love my life and the people in it. Even Beatrice. And clear, not Portuguese, I’m-in-love-with-her Irma. Milton. Shirley at the office with Morty. The tapestry. Everything in it. Even my glass eye.

Burt Berendsen: Each one of us is given a tapestry, our own opera. This person and this person. Thinking about it. Love is not enough. You got to fight to protect kindness. You get attached to people and things. And they might just break your heart. But that’s being alive.

Burt Berendsen: My back brace that I so disliked had saved me from this bullet. And we three had helped stop this terrible plot. Burt Berendsen, Harold Woodman, and Valerie Voze.

Burt Berendsen: Valerie and Harold were no longer safe in this country. Friends for life means friends for life. You do whatever it takes. We had to get them on a boat that very night.

Harold Woodman: You’ll be seeing me again, Dr. Berendsen, because history repeats itself. Goodbye, old friend. We’ll see you in Amsterdam.
Henry Norcross: Oh, no. You’re not going to Amsterdam.
Burt Berendsen: What?
Paul Canterbury: It’s only a matter of time before the Gestapo kicks down your door.
Valerie Voze: What’s the Gestapo?
Henry Norcross: Yeah, you don’t want to know.

Valerie Voze: Burt, why don’t you come with us?
Burt Berendsen: I choose to stay. Who knows? Maybe I’ll find a new life and a new love.
Valerie Voze: I hope so. Because when it comes to love, there’s nothing quite so good as clarity.

Burt Berendsen: I stayed to stand up for my country so that one day, my best friends could come back.

Burt Berendsen: Part of me wished I did run with my friends. But I didn’t. You want for your heart and for your people to follow the right God home.