Romantizm ve duygusallık bazında tomrukla yarıştığım söylenir ama City Of angels son sahne ;
-böyle olup biteceğini bilseydin yine de yaparmıydın?
- her şeye değerdi. saçını bir kez koklamayı, bir tek öpücüğünü, elinin tek bir dokunuşunu sonsuzluğa tercih ederdim. Tek Birine Bile...
-Biz seninle dünyaya farklı pencerelerden bakıyoruz
-E ama aynı dünyaya bakıyoruz!
-Dark side is a pathway to many abilities some consider to be unnatural
- Is it possible to learn this power?
-Not from a Jedi.
-You were the Chosen One! You were supposed to destroy the Sith, not join them...Bring balance to the Force, not leave it in darkness!
- I HATE YOU!
-You were my brother, Anakin. I loved you!
Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, Choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players, and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol and dental insurance. Choose fixed-interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisure wear and matching luggage. Choose a three piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pissing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked-up brats you have spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life . . . But why would I want to do a thing like that? I chose not to choose life: I chose something else. And the reasons? There are no reasons. Who needs reasons when you've got heroin?