Hemingway & Gellhorn (2012 TV Movie)

Clive Owen: Ernest Hemingway

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• Ernest Hemingway : Well, in this joint, they don't drink to get drunk, they drink to stay drunk.

• Ernest Hemingway : Happiness in intelligent people is the rarest thing I know.

• Martha Gellhorn : Past five minutes, I've watched you. I've watched you type pages and let them float into the wastebasket.

  Ernest Hemingway : Never crumple pages. Always let them float gently into the basket.

  Ernest Hemingway : Any writer who rips out his stuff and crumples it will go insane in a year, guaranteed.

• Ernest Hemingway : In this world, when you find a good place, you don't leave it.

• Ernest Hemingway : That woman loves humanity, but can't stand people.

• Ernest Hemingway : Writing, at its best, is a lonely life.

  Ernest Hemingway : As a writer grows in public stature, he sheds his loneliness, and often his work deteriorates, for he does his work alone.

• Ernest Hemingway : Writing's like mass. God gets mad if you don't show up.

• Ernest Hemingway : Done by noon... drunk by 3:00. That's my philosophy.

• Ernest Hemingway : Love is more infinitely durable than hate.

• Ernest Hemingway : Hey, no snooping.

  Martha Gellhorn : Come on, muses always snoop.

• Ernest Hemingway : And if he's a good enough writer, he must face eternity, or the lack of it, each day.

• Ernest Hemingway : So what do you do, sophisticated?

  Martha Gellhorn : What do I do? Lately, I've been seeing the world.

  Ernest Hemingway : How is the world?

• Ernest Hemingway : Let's see the review.

  Martha Gellhorn : What?

  Ernest Hemingway : Come, on Gellhorn. Every writer keeps one review.

  Martha Gellhorn : Well, you can blame Mrs. Roosevelt. She encouraged me to write it.

• Ernest Hemingway : [Voiceover of a letter he wrote]  My dearest Marty, One thing you must know, love is infinitely more durable than hate. Last night I howled at the moon, and some poor wretched beast answered from the dark. Maybe he has a Marty, too? And so we howled together. The animal, and the man whom love has made an animal. Love, you poisoned my typewriter. How can I write with every key screaming? Since you left, I've had hangovers they could name battleships after. Today, I remember the heat of your naked skin. I am stinko deadly lonely. We must promise and pledge and swear out loud to the love-drunk gods on high that we will never leave each other again.

• Ernest Hemingway : [Voiceover of a letter he wrote]  Beloved, I learned from you not to have the vanity to think that planes were looking for me and all bullets had my name on them. I am tired, and I wish I were with you.

• Ernest Hemingway : You know how to make an entrance.

  Martha Gellhorn : Why? Jealous?

  Ernest Hemingway : All Cinderella had was a pumpkin.

  Martha Gellhorn : Cinderella needs a drink.

• Ernest Hemingway : Spain got my juices flowing Max, the work's good. I've got a great title.

  Maxwell Perkins : That's what editors like to hear.

  Ernest Hemingway : "For Whom the Bell Tolls".

  Charles Colebaugh : John Donne! "Each man's death diminishes me, for I am involved in mankind. Therefore, ask not for whom the bell tolls. It tolls for thee."

  Martha Gellhorn : It's going to be his best novel.

• Maxwell Perkins : Believe me, Scribner's is interested, if you ever want to write a book.

  Martha Gellhorn : Really?

  Charles Colebaugh : Mm, you can't filch her, Perkins. I've got her locked up at Collier's. Stories are so good, we want more. Actually, you know, I wasn't sure that gals have the stuff to be war reporters.

  Martha Gellhorn : Well, women get bombed same as men.

  Ernest Hemingway : [grabs whiskey bottle]  Yeah, I want to get bombed right now.