The English Patient
The English Patient

Almásy: Let me tell you about winds. There is a, a whirlwind from southern Morrocco, the aajej, against which the fellahin defend themselves with knives. And there is the... the ghibli, from Tunis...
Katharine Clifton: [giggling] The "ghibli"?
Almásy: [smiling] - the ghibli, which rolls and rolls and rolls and produces a... a

rather strange nervous condition. And then there is the... the harmattan, a red wind, which mariners call the sea of darkness. And red sand from this wind has flown as far as the south coast of England, apparently producing... showers so dense that they were mistaken for blood.
Katharine Clifton: Fiction! We have a house on that coast and it has never, never rained blood.


Almásy: No, it's all true. Herodotus, your friend. He writes about it. And he writes about... a, a wind, the simoon, which a nation thought was so evil they declared war on it and marched out against it. In full battle dress. Their swords raised.

The English Patient
The English Patient

Almásy: Swoon, I'll catch you.

The English Patient
The English Patient

[Asked what he hates most]
Almásy: Ownership. I hate being owned.

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The English Patient

Katharine Clifton: I'm impressed you can sew.
Almásy: Good.
Katharine Clifton: You sew very badly.
Almásy: Well, you don't sew at all.
Katharine Clifton: A woman should never learn to sew, and if she can she shouldn't admit to it.

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The English Patient

Almásy: Could I have a cigarette?
Hana: [laughing] Are you crazy?
Almásy: Why... why are you so determined to keep me alive?
Hana: Because I'm a nurse.

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The English Patient

Almásy: It is a very plum plum.

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The English Patient

Katharine Clifton: Do you think you are the only one who feels anything?

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The English Patient

Almásy: I once heard of a captain who wore a patch over a good eye. The men fought harder for him.

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The English Patient

Katharine Clifton: I wanted to meet the man who could write such a long paper with so few adjectives.

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The English Patient

Katharine Clifton: [dancing] Why did you follow me yesterday?
Almásy: I'm sorry, what?
Katharine Clifton: After the market, you followed me to the hotel.
Almásy: I was concerned. A woman in that part of Cairo, a European woman, I felt obliged to.
Katharine Clifton: [amused] You felt

obliged to?
Almásy: As the wife of one of our party.
Katharine Clifton: So why follow me? Escort me, by all means, but following me is predatory, isn't it?

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The English Patient

Katharine Clifton: D'you not come in?
Almásy: No. I should go home.
Katharine Clifton: Will you please come in?
Almásy: Mrs. Clifton...
Katharine Clifton: [scowls] Don't.
Almásy: I believe you still have my book.

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The English Patient

Almásy: I am just a bit of toast, my friend.

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The English Patient

Caravaggio: You're in love with him, aren't you? Your poor patient. You think he's a saint because of the way he looks? I don't think he is.
Hana: I'm not in love with him. I'm in love with ghosts. So is he, he's in love with ghosts.

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The English Patient

Caravaggio: In Italy, you get chickens, but no eggs. In Africa there were always eggs, but... never chickens. Who separated them?

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The English Patient

Almásy: I fear Madox knows about us, he keeps mentioning Anna Karenina

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The English Patient

Hana: [crying, her face a frozen mask] I must be a curse. Anybody who loves me, anybody who gets close to me... or I must be cursed. Which is it?

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The English Patient

Hana: If one night I didn't come to see you, what would you do?
Kip: I try not to expect you.
Hana: Yes, but if it got late and... I hadn't shown up?
Kip: Then I'd think there must be a reason.
Hana: You wouldn't come to find me? Hmm. That makes me never want to come here. Then I'd tell

myself, he spends all day searching. In the night, he wants to be found.
Kip: I do. I do want you to find me. I do want to be found.

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The English Patient

Almásy: [being carried up the stairs] There was a Prince, who was dying, and he was carried up the tower at Pisa so he could die with a view of the Tuscan Hills. Am I that Prince?
Hana: [laughs] Because you're leaning? No, you're just on an angle. You're too heavy!

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The English Patient

Caravaggio: Ask your saint who he is. Ask him who he's killed.

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The English Patient

Muller: You are a Canadian spy working for the Allies. Code-name Moose.