Peter O'Toole: Lord Jim

Lord Jim

Lord Jim

Lord Jim: I've been a so-called coward and a so-called hero and there's not the thickness of a sheet of paper between them. Maybe cowards and heroes are just ordinary men who, for a split second, do something out of the ordinary. That's all.

Elder: God go with you. - Tuan Jim.
Lord Jim: [walks away] What's it mean: "Tuan Jim"?
The Girl: A Tuan is a man of bravery, a man to respect. A lord. Yes. " Lord Jim."

Stein: It might interest you to know that some men can never become heroes, and some heroes can never become men.
Lord Jim: Some are lucky enough to become both.
Stein: Who says they are lucky?

Stein: You must face the truth.
Lord Jim: Truth? What is the truth? I've been a so-called coward and a so-called hero, and there's not the thickness of a piece off paper between them. Maybe cowards and heroes are just ordinary men, who for just a split second do something that is out of the ordinary. That's all.

Lord Jim: The General is a persuasive man. He knows human nature. - String, please. - He knew how much I wanted you. Would you have given yourself?
The Girl: Yes.
Lord Jim: Because of fear? Because it was necessary. It is only what we do, what we think...... that makes us unclean.
The Girl: Because it was necessary. It is only what we do, what we think, that makes us unclean.

The General: I like men of business. We have a common language: Money. You bring the ammunitions...
[He shrugs amiably]
The General: I buy.
Lord Jim: They're gone. Blown up. Exploded.
The General: [Knocks the wooden bowl from Jim's hand] One explosion.
[He strokes the shaven sides of his head in frustration and puts his hands on his hips impatiently]
The General: You bring nine separate barrels of powder. So there should be many separate explosions. Correct?
Lord Jim: [Weakly] Correct.

Brierly: Why? Why did you insist on eating all that dirt? How could you make that disgusting confession in public, before all those grinning natives? If you had to rut around in shame, why didn't you run, hide, crawl 20 feet underground where you belong? Do you realize what you've done here today? Do you know what you've done? You're one of us. Your disgrace reflects on us. You put all of us on trial! Don't you understand that?
Lord Jim: Yes, sir. I understand.

Lord Jim: If we can keep them locked in their own stockade and at the same time if we can destroy the ammunition dump with a cannon, if we can attack on their ground, if we can keep them inside, on the defensive, if we can be ready by tomorrow's sunrise,. then perhaps, we might win.

Lord Jim: Something wrong?
The Girl: No, nothing. And yet, something. Perhaps it is not a thing. More like a feeling.
Lord Jim: Yes.
The Girl: You sense it also?
Lord Jim: Yes.
The Girl: Does it have a name, this feeling?
Lord Jim: Many names. Destiny. Luck. Fate.
The Girl: Then all of this was meant to happen?