Interstellar

“Now, you be nice to that Ms. Hanley. She’s single. What’s that supposed to mean? Repopulating the Earth. Start pulling your weight, young man. Well, why don’t you start minding your own business, old man.” & “We’ll, we used to look up in the sky and wonder at our place in the stars. Now we just look down and worry about our place in the dirt.” & “Okay. Now you need to tell me what your plan is to save the world. We’re not meant to save the world. We’re meant to leave it.” & “Mankind was born on Earth, it was never meant to die here.” & “Every hour we spend on that planet will be seven years back on Earth.” & “Those aren’t mountains. They’re waves.” & “What happened to Miller? Judging by the wreckage, she was broken up by a wave soon after impact. How’s the wreckage stayed together after all these years, huh? Because of the time slippage. On this planet’s time, she just landed hours ago. She probably died just minuets ago.” & “I’m not afraid of death. I’m an old physicist. I’m afraid of time.” & “But maybe we’ve spent too long trying to figure all this out with theory. You’re a scientist, Brand. So listen to me when I say that love isn’t something we invented. It’s observable, powerful. It has to mean something. Love has meaning, yes. Social utility, social bonding, child rearing… We love people who have died. Where’s the social utility in that? None. Maybe it means something more, something we can’t yet understand. Maybe it’s some evidence, some artifact of a higher dimension that we and consciously perceive. I’m draw across the universe to someone I haven’t seen in a decade, who I know is probably dead. Love is the one thing we’re capable of perceiving that transcends dimensions of time and space. Maybe we should trust that, even if we can’t understand it yet.” & “But the lie. That monstrous lie?” & “Get ready to match our spin with the retro thrusters. It’s not possible. No. It’s necessary.” & “No! No! Cooper! Cooper, what are you doing? Newton’s third law. You got to leave something behind. You told me we had enough resources for both of us. We agreed, Amelia. 90%. Don’t. Detach.” & “Tell him, Murph. Make him stay. Make him stay, Murph. Make him stay, Murph. Don’t let me leave, Murph! No! Don’t let me leave, Murph! No! No! No!” & “They didn’t bring us here to change the past. No, they didn’t bring us here at all. We brought ourselves.” & “You go. Where? Brand. She’s out there, setting up camp. Alone… in a strange galaxy. Maybe right now she’s settling in for the long nap… by the light of our new sun… in our new home.”