Stefan Quotes in Fair Game (1995)

[Kate's credit card transaction shows up on his computer]

Stefan: She's using her credit card again. Typical Americans.

Hanne: What happened?

Peter: [cleaning up blood from the floor after Arne Smashed the face of a robber] Yes, it's a mess, isn't it?

Stefan: Whose blood is it?

Peter: Oh, just some customers'.

Hanne: You're doint it all wrong, Torkild! HAHA!

Stefan: Hanne, please...

Hanne: No, don't, Stefan! He's doing it all wrong! HAHA!

Stefan: Hanne, leave him alone...

Hanne: No, just a second, Stefan. I've never seen anyone so lousy at blowing eggs! HAHAHA!

Torkild: [Punches her in the face] NOW SHUT THE FUCK UP, BITCH!

Dr. Carlisle Cullen: Vladimir. Stefan. You're a long way from home.

Kate: What are they doing here?

Vladimir: We heard the Volturi were moving against you, but that you would not stand alone.

Dr. Carlisle Cullen: We didn't do what we were accused of.

Vladimir: [dismissively] We do not care what you did, Carlisle.

Stefan: We have been waiting a millennium for the Italian scum to be challenged.

Dr. Carlisle Cullen: It's not our plan to fight the Volturi.

Vladimir: Shame. Aro's witnesses will be so disappointed.

Stefan: They enjoy a good fight.

Eleazar: Aro's witnesses?

Vladimir: Aw. Still hoping they'll listen?

Stefan: Why do you have girls' shoes?

Tet: Is your mom a lesbian?

Stefan: What?

Tet: Mine is, and is probably in love with yours.

Elisabeth: Wait a bit. Why's it like this? Eva, you have a pink cover and pillow. Stefan has a blue pillow and cover. Why do boys have blue and girls pink? Can't I change your pillows?

Stefan: I want mine.

Elisabeth: This is important. You have to think about this when you're an adult.

[repeated line]

Stefan: Blessed be the one who sits down.

The speechwriter: My approach was a rather philosophical one. About being human year after year. This is how I see it. Life is time, and time is a stretch of road. That makes life a journey, a trip. Don't you think so?

Stefan: Yes. I guess you could look at it that way.

The speechwriter: Yet in order to travel you need a map and a compass. Otherwise you wouldn't know where you were. Would you?

Stefan: No.

The speechwriter: And our map and compass are our traditions. Our heritage, our history. Aren't they?

Stefan: Yeah, sure.

The speechwriter: If we don't understand this... Before we know it, we're fumbling around in the dark. Where are we?

Stefan: Look down on me, you will see a fool. Look up at me, you will see your lord. Look straight at me, you will see yourself.

Nelson Keece: How many women have you killed?

Stefan: [annoyed] How many women have you made love to?

Nelson Keece: [waking up seeing Stefan watching him] How did you get in here...

Stefan: Where there's a will there's a way... I came to apologise Nelson... we had an agreement and i broke it... but you must understand it was for us... the story...

Nelson Keece: I understand.

Stefan: Good... good. I'm ready. Ask me anything.

Nelson Keece: I want to record this...

[places recorder on the table]

Stefan: [confused] Are'nt you gonna ask me any questions?

Nelson Keece: Tell me about the first one.

Stefan: [picks up recorder, speaks clear into the recorder] I was 17...

Nelson Keece: ...and how old was she?

Stefan: ...35

Nelson Keece: Tell me what happned...

Stefan: [remembering] We were making love... she found me amusing...

Nelson Keece: And you did'nt like that?

Stefan: No

Nelson Keece: Do you ever feel any guilt, remorse depression?

Stefan: No never... There's a moment... when the last breath leaves her body and you look into her eyes... you feel like a god...

Nelson Keece: ...and that feeling makes you want to kill again?

Stefan: ...theres no rush... the hunt is as important as the kill...

Nelson Keece: Do you have any feelings for the women?

Stefan: Love... I loved every one of them...

Nelson Keece: Stefan... how many women have you killed?

Stefan: [angry] How many women have you made love to?

Nelson Keece: [shocked] Jesus... Jesus...

Stefan: [puts recorder down, looking angry/offended] Why are you judging me? Did you judge those other people you wrote about?

Stefan: [toying on answerphone] Nelson are you there...?It's me... pick up nelson...

Nelson Keece: [aprehensive] Sefan... glad you called...

Stefan: How are you?

Nelson Keece: [puzzled] I'm good, how are u...?

Stefan: Disappointed.

Nelson Keece: Well if you feel that way why don't you come up.

Stefan: Oh come on Nelson we both know that it's you the poilce are looking for...

Nelson Keece: Hey look cut me a break Stefan...

Stefan: I was'nt the one who brought along that nastsy old gun...

Nelson Keece: i'm just learning how to do this and i want to play again...

Stefan: ...anyways last night marked the end of our friendship... now you have a begining and a middle to your story... all you need now is the end...

Nelson Keece: [trying to change his mind] ... but we never finished the interview...

Stefan: [angry shouting] Thats because your a failure Nelson, you lack the courage of your own convictions... unlike me i'm a finisher...

Nelson Keece: How's the story end?

Stefan: [calm and composed] As it always does... with a murder...

Nelson Keece: Who are you goign to kill?

Stefan: Listen to the tape in your machine... in the end the voice is all you will have left...

[hangs up, Nelson checks machine and hears Juliets voice]

Stefan: [holding a knife to Nelson's back] Who are you and why are you following me?

Nelson Keece: I'm a journalist...

Stefan: A journalist... how interesting... what do you write about?

Nelson Keece: Unusual situations...

Stefan: Well is this unusual enough for you

[punches Nelson in the stomach twice, hold knifes to his throat]

Stefan: ... now who the fuck are you?

Nelson Keece: [Nelson holds up recorder and plays tape of Stefan killing Maria]

Stefan: [smiling and remembering] You followed me... i saw you talking to that girl in the park and i followed you...

[hand recorder back to Nelson]

Stefan: ... are you a good writer?

Nelson Keece: I won an award last year.

Stefan: [removing knife from his throat] You want to write about me?

Nelson Keece: [relieved] I'd like that.

Stefan: Your not just saying that to make me feel good...?

Nelson Keece: No.

Stefan: You mean you'll interview me and everything?

Nelson Keece: Yes.

Stefan: Good... good. Lets seal it then in blood...

[cuts Nelsons hand, grins and leaves]

Stefan: [leaving book signing of Keece book about him, disguised] Mr Keece would you mind signing one more?

Nelson Keece: No prob.

Stefan: [Looks up and grins, glasses hide his face] Thanks you very much, sir...

Nelson Keece: [in half relisation, unsure where it was Stefan] Ha

Stefan: [toying on answerphone] Nelson are you there...?It's me... pick up nelson...

Nelson Keece: [apprehensive] Sefan... glad you called...

Stefan: How are you?

Nelson Keece: [puzzled] I'm good, how are u...?

Stefan: Disappointed.

Nelson Keece: Well if you feel that way why don't you come up.

Stefan: Oh come on Nelson we both know that it's you the poilce are looking for...

Nelson Keece: Hey look cut me a break Stefan...

Stefan: I was'nt the one who brought along that nastsy old gun...

Nelson Keece: i'm just learning how to do this and i want to play again...

Stefan: ...anyways last night marked the end of our friendship... now you have a begining and a middle to your story... all you need now is the end...

Nelson Keece: [trying to change his mind] ... but we never finished the interview...

Stefan: [angry shouting] Thats because your a failure Nelson, you lack the courage of your own convictions... unlike me i'm a finisher...

Nelson Keece: How's the story end?

Stefan: [calm and composed] As it always does... with a murder...

Nelson Keece: Who are you goign to kill?

Stefan: Listen to the tape in your machine... in the end the voice is all you will have left...

[hangs up, Nelson checks machine and hears Juliets voice]

Stefan: [holding a knife to Nelson's back] Who are you and why are you following me?

Nelson Keece: I'm a journalist...

Stefan: A journalist... how interesting... what do you write about?

Nelson Keece: Unusual situations...

Stefan: Well is this unusual enough for you

[punches Nelson in the stomach twice, hold knifes to his throat]

Stefan: ... now who the fuck are you?

Nelson Keece: [Nelson holds up recorder and plays tape of Stefan killing Maria]

Stefan: [smiling and remembering] You followed me...

Nelson Keece: i saw you talking to that girl in the park and i followed you...

Stefan: [hand recorder back to Nelson] ... are you a good writer?

Nelson Keece: I won an award last year.

Stefan: [removing knife from his throat] You want to write about me?

Nelson Keece: [relieved] I'd like that.

Stefan: Your not just saying that to make me feel good...?

Nelson Keece: No.

Stefan: You mean you'll interview me and everything?

Nelson Keece: Yes.

Stefan: Good... good. Lets seal it then in blood...

[cuts Nelsons hand, grins and leaves]

Nelson Keece: [waking up seeing Stefan watching him] How did you get in here...

Stefan: Where there's a will there's a way... I came to apologise Nelson... we had an agreement and i broke it... but you must understand it was for us... the story...

Nelson Keece: I understand.

Stefan: Good... good. I'm ready. Ask me anything.

Nelson Keece: I want to record this...

[places recorder on the table]

Stefan: [confused] Are'nt you gonna ask me any questions?

Nelson Keece: Tell me about the first one.

Stefan: [picks up recorder, speaks clear into the recorder] I was 17...

Nelson Keece: ...and how old was she?

Stefan: ...35

Nelson Keece: Tell me what happned...

Stefan: [remembering] We were making love... she found me amusing...

Nelson Keece: And you did'nt like that?

Stefan: No

Nelson Keece: Do you ever feel any guilt, remorse, depression?

Stefan: No never... There's a moment... when the last breath leaves her body and you look into her eyes... you feel like a god...

Nelson Keece: ...and that feeling makes you want to kill again?

Stefan: no... theres no rush... the hunt is as important as the kill...

Nelson Keece: Do you have any feelings for the women?

Stefan: Love... I loved every one of them...

Nelson Keece: Stefan... how many women have you killed?

Stefan: [angry] How many women have you made love to?

Nelson Keece: [shocked] Jesus... Jesus...

Stefan: [puts recorder down, looking angry/offended] Why are you judging me? Did you judge those other people you wrote about?

Stefan: You're out of this world.

Gina: You're not, but you'll do.

[Anna has been captured by the Gestapo]

Tadek: Will she talk?

Stefan: Yes, she'll talk. Women always talk. But she won't say anything that they want to hear.