Lost in Translation (2003)

Bob: What did you study?
Charlotte: Philosophy.
Bob: There's a lot of money in that racket. You just have to work out all the angles.

Bob: Short and sweet? How very Japanese of you.

Premium Fantasy woman: You like massage?
Bob: I don't think I like massage anymore.

Bob: You're not hopeless.

Stills Photographer: Are you drinking, no?
Bob: Am I drinking? As soon as I'm done.

Charlotte: Why do they switch the r's and the l's here?
Bob: Uh... for yuks. You know? Just to mix it up.
Bob: They have to amuse themselves, 'cause we're not making them laugh.

Bob: It gets a whole lot more complicated when you have kids.
Charlotte: It's scary.
Bob: The most terrifying day of your life is the day the first one is born.
Charlotte: Nobody ever tells you that.
Bob: Your life, as you know it... is gone. Never to return. But they learn how to walk, and they learn how to talk... and you want to be with them. And they turn out to be the most delightful people you will ever meet in your life.
Charlotte: That's nice.

Charlotte: You're probably just having a mid-life crisis. Did you buy a Porsche yet?

Charlotte: I tried taking pictures, but they were so mediocre. I guess every girl goes through a photography phase. You know, horses... taking pictures of your feet.

Bob: I don't get that close to the glass until I'm on the floor.

Charlotte: I just don't know what I'm supposed to be.
Bob: You'll figure that out. The more you know who you are, and what you want, the less you let things upset you.

Stills Photographer: You know double-O-7?
Bob: He drinks martinis, but all right.

Bob: For relaxing times, make it Suntory time.

Bob: What are you doing?
Charlotte: My husband's a photographer, so he's here working. I wasn't doing anything so I came along.
Bob: What do you do?
Charlotte: I'm not sure yet, actually.

Charlotte: I just feel so alone, even when I'm surrounded by other people.

Bob: I don't want to leave.
Charlotte: So don't. Stay here with me. We'll start a jazz band.

Bob: Enjoy your fright.

Charlotte: I'm stuck. Does it get easier?
Bob: No. - Yes, it gets easier.
Charlotte: Oh yeah? Look at you.
Bob: Thanks.

Bob: Can you keep a secret? I'm trying to organize a prison break. I'm looking for, like, an accomplice. We have to first get out of this bar, then the hotel, then the city, and then the country. Are you in or you out?
Charlotte: I'm in. I'll go pack my stuff.
Bob: I hope that you've had enough to drink. It's going to take courage.

Charlotte: That was the worst lunch.
Bob: So bad. What kind of restaurant makes you cook your own food?