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You’re the stranger, ain’tcha? Are you looking for a nice, clean place to stay?

Townswoman: You’re the stranger, ain’tcha? Are you looking for a nice, clean place to stay?
E. K. Hornbeck: Madam, I had a nice clean place to stay… and I left it, to come here.

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I have been to their cities and I have seen the altars upon which they sacrifice the futures of their children to the gods of science. And what are their rewards? Confusion and self-destruction. New ways to kill each other in wars. I tell you gentlemen the way of science is the way of darkness.

Matthew Harrison Brady: I have been to their cities and I have seen the altars upon which they sacrifice the futures of their children to the gods of science. And what are their rewards? Confusion and self-destruction. New ways to kill each other in wars. I tell you gentlemen the way of science is the way of darkness.

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I was always more afraid of you than of falling!

Rachel Brown: I was always more afraid of you than of falling!

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Sit down, Samson, you’re about to get a haircut.

E. K. Hornbeck: Sit down, Samson, you’re about to get a haircut.

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You poor slob! You’re all alone. When you go to your grave, there won’t be anybody to pull the grass up over your head. Nobody to mourn you. Nobody to give a damn. You’re all alone.

Henry Drummond: You poor slob! You’re all alone. When you go to your grave, there won’t be anybody to pull the grass up over your head. Nobody to mourn you. Nobody to give a damn. You’re all alone.
E. K. Hornbeck: You’re wrong, Henry. You’ll be there. You’re the type. Who else would defend my right to be lonely?

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I may be rancid butter but I’m on your side of the bread.

E. K. Hornbeck: I may be rancid butter but I’m on your side of the bread.

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But all you have to do is knock on any door and say, “If you let me in, I’ll live the way you want me to live, and I’ll think the way you want me to think,” and all the blinds’ll go up and all the windows will open, and you’ll never be lonely, ever again. If that’s the case, I’ll change the plea – that is, if you know the law’s right and you’re wrong.

Henry Drummond: But all you have to do is knock on any door and say, “If you let me in, I’ll live the way you want me to live, and I’ll think the way you want me to think,” and all the blinds’ll go up and all the windows will open, and you’ll never be lonely, ever again. If that’s the case, I’ll change the plea – that is, if you know the law’s right and you’re wrong.

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The Bible is a book. It’s a good book, but it is not the only book.

Henry Drummond: The Bible is a book. It’s a good book, but it is not the only book.

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I do not think about things I do not think about.

Matthew Harrison Brady: I do not think about things I do not think about.
Henry Drummond: Do you ever think about things that you do think about?

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But your client is wrong. He is deluded. He has lost his way.

Matthew Harrison Brady: But your client is wrong. He is deluded. He has lost his way.
Henry Drummond: It’s a shame we don’t all possess your positive knowledge of what is right and what is wrong, Mr. Brady.

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We’re growing a strange crop of agnostics this year.

E. K. Hornbeck: We’re growing a strange crop of agnostics this year.

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He that sups with the devil must have a long spoon.

E. K. Hornbeck: He that sups with the devil must have a long spoon.

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I don’t swear for the hell of it. Language is a poor enough means of communication. We’ve got to use all the words we’ve got. Besides, there are damn few words anybody understands.

Henry Drummond: I don’t swear for the hell of it. Language is a poor enough means of communication. We’ve got to use all the words we’ve got. Besides, there are damn few words anybody understands.

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Remember the wisdom of Solomon in the book of Proverbs. “He that troubleth his own house shall inherit the wind.”

Matthew Harrison Brady: Remember the wisdom of Solomon in the book of Proverbs. “He that troubleth his own house shall inherit the wind.”

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Hello, Devil. Welcome to Hell.

E. K. Hornbeck: Hello, Devil. Welcome to Hell.

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Mr. Brady, it is the duty of a newspaper to comfort the afflicted and afflict the comfortable.

E. K. Hornbeck: Mr. Brady, it is the duty of a newspaper to comfort the afflicted and afflict the comfortable.

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Disillusionment is what little heroes are made of.

E. K. Hornbeck: Disillusionment is what little heroes are made of.

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He’s the only man I know who can strut sitting down.

E. K. Hornbeck: He’s the only man I know who can strut sitting down.

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Suppose God whispered into a Bertram Cate’s ear that an un-Brady thought could still be holy? Must men go to jail because they find themselves at odds with a self-appointed prophet?

Henry Drummond: Suppose God whispered into a Bertram Cate’s ear that an un-Brady thought could still be holy? Must men go to jail because they find themselves at odds with a self-appointed prophet?

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Yes. The individual human mind. In a child’s power to master the multiplication table, there is more sanctity than in all your shouted “amens” and “holy holies” and “hosannas.” An idea is a greater monument than a cathedral. And the advance of man’s knowledge is a greater miracle than all the sticks turned to snakes or the parting of the waters.

Henry Drummond: Yes. The individual human mind. In a child’s power to master the multiplication table, there is more sanctity than in all your shouted “amens” and “holy holies” and “hosannas.” An idea is a greater monument than a cathedral. And the advance of man’s knowledge is a greater miracle than all the sticks turned to snakes or the parting of the waters.