Brutus Quotes in The Double (2011)

Brutus: Who are you?

Paul Shepherdson: I'm the one who shot you in Salzburg. I'm also the one who trained you in Moscow.

Brutus: Cassius?

Brutus: Oh my holy crap, surveillance does... I hate those. This is ridiculous, that's the most well guarded yeast factory I've ever seen!

Brutus: Cyclops there, cyclops there, cyclops there, turrets, moon buggies. Oh my holy crap! Surveillance does. I hate those. This is ridiculous. That's the most well-guarded yeast factory I've ever seen.

Brutus: You took my nads!

Duncan: We only took one.

Brutus: You took my nads Dennis!

Brutus: You tell Lord Daecius to eat the corn outta my crap!

Vanaya: Our fathers fought valiantly and victoriously in the battle Shiro. I was but a child then, maybe you don't remember. When your father died at the hands of Daecius, your mother wept so hard that her milk dried. To keep you alive, we shared suckle at my mother's breast.

Brutus: Vanaya?

Vanaya: Tis I.

Brutus: They got my reproductives Vanaya. Daecius is gonna build himself an army using my seed. I can't let that happen. His power has become unruly. You know how weird that'd be? A bunch of gorgeous yeast lords running around with my face? Making damned fools of themselves?

Brutus: What the crap? Oh! My gems!

Brutus: Take me there. Take me to your yeast factory.

Brutus: Since Cassius first did whet me against Caesar/ I have not slept./ Between the acting of a dreadful thing / And the first motion, all the interim is / Like a phantasma, or a hideous dream: / The Genius and the mortal instruments / Are then in council; and the state of man, / Like to a little kingdom, suffers then / The nature of an insurrection.

Brutus: The senate are worried about matters in the east, the affairs involving Ptolemy and Cleopatra.

Julius Caesar: Are they having an affair? Oh do tell!

Coriolanus: You are plebeians if they be senators! They choose their magistrates and such a one as she, who puts her 'shall'- her popular 'shall' - against a graver bench than ever frowned in Greece. By Jove herself, it makes the consuls base, and my soul aches to know, when two authorities are up-neither supreme-how soon confusion may enter 'twixt the gap of both and take the one by the other. Whoever gave the consul, to give forth the corn of the store-house gratis, as 'twas used sometime in Greece...

Menenius: Well, well. We'll have no more of that.

Coriolanus: ...though there the people had more absolute power, I say they nourished disobedience, fed the ruin of the state...

Brutus: Why should the people give one that speaks thus their voices?

Coriolanus: I'll give my reasons! More worthier than their voices! They know the corn was not our recompense, resting well assured that never did service for it. Being pressed to the war, even when the navel of the state was touched, they would not thread the gates. This kind of service did not deserve corn gratis. Being in the war, their mutinies and revolts, wherein they showed most valour, spoke not for them. The accusation they have often made against the senate - all cause unborn - could never be the motice of our so frank donation. Well, what then? How shall this bosom multiplied digest the senate's courtesy? Let deeds express what's like to be their words.

[Coriolanus takes a pompous stand]

Coriolanus: 'We did request it, we are the greater poll; and in true fear they gave us our demands.' Thus we debase the nature of our seats and make the rabble call our cares fears, which will in time break ope the locks of the senate and bring in the crows to peck the eagles.

Menenius: Come, enough!

Brutus: Enough! with overmeasure.

Coriolanus: No! Take more! What may be sworn by, both divine and human, seal with I end withal.

[Coriolanus slams his hand down and addresses crowd]

Coriolanus: This double worship, where one part disdain with cause, the other insult without all reason. Where gentry, title, wisdom, cannot conclude but by the yea or no of general ignorance. It must omit real necessities, and give way the while to unstable slightness. Purpose so barred, it follows, nothing is done to purpose. Therefore, beseech you - you that would be more cowardly than wise, that love the fundamental part of the state more than you fear the change on it, and prefer a noble life before a long: pluck out the multitudinous tongue, let them not lick the sweet which is their poison. Your! dishonour mangles true judgment and bereaves the state of that integrity which shall become it. Not having the power to do the good it would for the ill which doth control it.

Brutus: Has said enough.

Sicinia: He has spoken like a traitor, and shall answer as traitors do!

Menenius: You blame Martius for being proud.

Brutus: We do it not alone, sir.

Menenius: I know you can do very little alone; for your helps are many, or else your actions would grow wondrous single: your abilities are too infant-like for doing much alone. You talk of pride: O that you could turn your eyes toward the napes of your necks, and make but an interior of your good selves. O that you could.

Brutus: What then, sir?

Menenius: Why, then you should discover a brace of unmeriting, proud, violent, testy magistrates, alias fools, as any in Rome.

Sicinia: I wish no better than have him hold that purpose and to put it in execution.

Brutus: 'Tis most like he will.

Sicinia: It shall be to him then as our good wills, a sure destruction.

Brutus: So it must fall out to him, or our authority's. For an end, we must suggest the people in what hatred he still holds him.

Sicinia: This, as you say, suggest at some time when his soaring insolence shall touch the people, shall be his fire to kindle their dry stubble; and their blaze shall darken his for ever.

Coriolanus: Your horror's pardon: I had rather have wounds to heal again than hear say how I got them.

Brutus: Sir, I hope my words disbench'd you not?

Coriolanus: No sir! Yet oft when blows have made me stay, I have fled from words. I'll not stay now to hear my nothings monster'd.

[Coriolanus picks up Brutus and tosses him from the podium]

Coriolanus: For the mutable, rank-scented many, let them regard me as I do not flatter, and therein behold themselves. I say again, in soothing them, we nourish against our senate the cockle of rebellion, insolence, sedition, which we ourselves have ploughed for, sowed, and scattered by mingling *them* with *us*, the honoured numbered, who lack not virtue, no, nor power, but that which they have given to beggars.

Menenius: Well, not more!

Valeria: We beg you, no more words, pray.

Coriolanus: How now, no more? As for my country, I have shed my blood, not fearing outward force, so shall my lungs coin words till their decay against those measles, which we disdain, should tatter us, yet sought the very way to catch them.

Brutus: You speak of the people as if you were a god to punish.

Sicinia: 'Twere well we let the people know it.

Menenius: What, what? His choler?

Coriolanus: Choler! Were I as patient as the midnight sleep, by Jove, 'twould be my mind.

Sicinia: It is a mind that *shall* remain a poison where it is, not a poison any further.

Coriolanus: 'Shall remain'? Hear you this Triton of the minnows? Mark you hear her absolute 'shall'?

Cominius: 'Twas from the canon.

Coriolanus: 'Shall'? O good but most unwise patricians. Why, you grave but reckless senators have you thus given...

[Coriolanus drops to the floor, picking up vouchers]

Coriolanus: ...Hydra here to choose an officer that with peremptory 'shall', being but the horn and noise of the monster's, wants not spirit say she'll turn your current in a ditch, and make your channels hers? If she have power, then vail your ignorance. If none, awake your dangerous lenity. If you are learned, be not as common fools. If you are not, let them have cushions by you.

[Coriolanus throws the vouchers at Sicinia]