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American Psycho is a 2000 motion picture about a immature, well-to-practise man who isn't quite as normal as he seems....in one case you notice all the trunk parts of women he keeps in his apartment.

Directed by Mary Harron. Written past Mary Harron and Guinevere Turner, based on the novel by Bret Easton Ellis.

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Patrick Bateman [edit]

• [repeated line] I have to render some videotapes.

• I like to dissect girls. Did you know I'thou utterly insane?

• Expect at that subtle off-white coloring; the tasteful thickness of it... Oh my God, information technology even has a watermark.

• [to a bartender, who doesn't seem to notice] You're a fucking ugly bitch. I want to stab you to decease and play around with your blood.

• I alive in the American Gardens Building on West 81st Street on the 11th flooring. My name is Patrick Bateman. I'm 27 years old. I believe in taking intendance of myself, and a balanced nutrition and a rigorous exercise routine. In the morn, if my face is a little puffy, I'll put on an water ice pack while doing my stomach crunches. I can do a grand at present. Afterward I remove the ice pack I use a deep pore cleanser lotion. In the shower I use a water activated gel cleanser, and so a love almond trunk scrub, and on the face an exfoliating gel scrub. Then I apply an herb-mint facial masque which I leave on for 10 minutes while I prepare the rest of my routine. I always use an later on shave lotion with little or no alcohol, because alcohol dries your face up out and makes you look older. Then moisturizer, then an anti-aging eye balm followed past a final moisturizing protective balm. There is an idea of a Patrick Bateman. Some kind of abstraction. Merely there is no existent me. Only an entity. Something illusory. And though I tin hide my cold gaze, and you tin shake my manus and feel flesh gripping yours, and maybe you can even sense our lifestyles are probably comparable, I simply am non there.

• I accept all the characteristics of a human being existence: flesh, blood, skin, pilus; but non a unmarried, clear, identifiable emotion, except for greed and disgust. Something horrible is happening inside of me and I don't know why. My nightly bloodlust has overflown into my days. I feel lethal, on the verge of frenzy. I think my mask of sanity is about to skid.

• There is a moment of sheer panic when I realize that Paul'southward flat overlooks the park... and is plainly more than expensive than mine.

• I'm on the verge of tears by the time we go far at Espace, since I'thousand positive we won't take a decent table, simply we do. The relief washes over me in an crawly wave.

• [to two prostitutes] Practice you like Phil Collins? I've been a big Genesis fan ever since the release of their 1980 album, Duke. Before that, I really didn't understand any of their work. Too artsy, too intellectual. It was on Knuckles where, uh, Phil Collins' presence became more apparent. I think Invisible Affect was the group's undisputed masterpiece. It's an ballsy meditation on intangibility. At the same time, it deepens and enriches the meaning of the preceding three albums. Christy, accept off your robe. Listen to the bright ensemble playing of Banks, Collins and Rutherford. You lot tin can practically hear every nuance of every musical instrument. Sabrina, remove your dress. In terms of lyrical craftsmanship, the sheer songwriting, this album hits a new peak of professionalism. Sabrina, why don't y'all, uh, trip the light fantastic a lilliputian. Take the lyrics to "Land of Confusion". In this song, Phil Collins addresses the issues of calumniating political authority. "In Also Deep" is the most moving pop song of the 1980s, near monogamy and commitment. The song is extremely uplifting. Their lyrics are as positive and affirmative equally, uh, annihilation I've heard in stone. Christy, go down on your knees so Sabrina can see your asshole. Phil Collins' solo career seems to be more commercial and therefore more satisfying, in a narrower way. Especially songs like "In the Air Tonight" and, uh, "Confronting All Odds". Sabrina, don't just stare at it, eat it. Only I also think Phil Collins works all-time within the confines of the group, than as a solo artist, and I stress the give-and-take artist. This is "Sussudio", a great, great vocal, a personal favorite.

• Howard! It'south Bateman, Patrick Bateman. You're my lawyer then I recall you lot should know I've killed a lot of people. Some escort girls in an apartment uptown... uh... some homeless people maybe five or ten. Uh... Some NYU girl I met in Fundamental Park, I left her in a parking lot behind some donut store, I killed Bethany, my old girlfriend, with a nailgun and... some human, some one-time faggot with a dog. Last week I killed another girl... with a chainsaw... I had to, she almost got away. And in that location... was someone else at that place I don't remember, possibly a model, only sh- she's dead, as well. And, uh- PAUL ALLEN! I killed Paul Allen with an axe! In the face! His body is dissolving in a bathtub in Hell'south Kitchen! I don't want to go out anything out here — I gauge I've killed perchance... 20 people... maybe twoscore! Uh- huh huh-I have uh... tapes of a lot of it. Some of the girls accept seen the tapes — I even... I ate some of their brains and I tried to cook a little. Tonight, I uh- just had to kill a lot of people! And I'm not sure I'k gonna go abroad with it... this fourth dimension. I mean... I mean I gauge I'yard a pretty sick guy. And then, if yous get dorsum tomorrow, I may evidence up at Harry's Bar. So, you know, keep your eyes OPEN. Okay, bye.

• There are no more barriers to cross. All I have in common with the uncontrollable and the insane, the vicious and the evil, all the mayhem I have caused and my utter indifference toward it, I have at present surpassed. My pain is constant and sharp and I do not promise for a better earth for anyone; in fact, I want my pain to be inflicted on others. I want no i to escape. Simply fifty-fifty after admitting this, there is no catharsis. My punishment continues to elude me, and I gain no deeper knowledge of myself; no new knowledge tin can exist extracted from my telling. This confession has meant nothing.

Dialogue [edit]

Bateman: New card. What do you think?

McDermott: Whoa-ho, very dainty. Look at that.

Bateman: Picked them upwardly from the printer's yesterday.

Van Patten: Good coloring.

Bateman: That'southward "Bone". And the lettering is something called "Silian Rail".

Van Patten: It'south very cool, Bateman... but that'southward nothing. Wait at this.

(Van Patten removes his card from its holder)

Bryce: That is really overnice.

Van Patten: "Eggshell", with "Romalian" blazon. What do yous think?

Bateman: [beat] Overnice.

Bryce: Jesus. That is really super. How'd a nitwit like yous get so tasteful?

Bateman: [internal monologue] I tin't believe that Bryce prefers Van Patten'due south bill of fare to mine.

Bryce: Simply wait, y'all ain't seen goose egg nevertheless.

(Bryce removes his menu from its holder)

Bryce: Raised lettering, "Stake Nimbus". White.

Bateman: Impressive. Very nice. [shell] Let'southward see Paul Allen's carte.

(Bryce nervously reveals Paul Allen'southward bill of fare)

Bateman: [internal monologue] Expect at that subtle off-white coloring. The tasteful thickness of it. Oh my God... it even has a watermark.

(Bateman seethes)

Carruthers: Something wrong? Patrick? You're sweating.

---

McDermott: If they have a great personality and they're not smashing looking... then who fucking cares?

Bateman: Well, let's but say hypothetically, OK? What if they take a slap-up personality?

[pause, all laugh]

Bateman: I know, I know. [in unison with the rest] There are no girls with proficient personalities.

Van Patten: A expert personality consists of a chick with a picayune hard trunk, who will satisfy all sexual demands without being besides slutty about things, and who essentially will go along her dumb fucking mouth shut.

McDermott: The only girls with proficient personalities who are smart or maybe funny or halfway intelligent or talented, though god knows what the fuck that ways, are ugly chicks.

Van Patten: Absolutely.

McDermott: And this is considering they accept to make up for how fucking unattractive they are.

Bateman: Do you know what Ed Gein said almost women?

Van Patten: Ed Gein? Maitre d' at Canal Bar?

Bateman: No, serial killer, Wisconsin in the fifties.

McDermott: And then what did Ed say?

Bateman: When I see a pretty girl walking down the street I think two things. One part of me wants to take her out and talk to her and exist real squeamish and sweet and care for her right.

McDermott: And what did the other office call up?

Bateman: What her head would look like on a stick. [chuckles]

---

Luis: Hi, guys. I wanna become your opinion on something. It'south my business organisation carte. I decided to become a new ane, too.

[Luis removes his concern carte du jour from the holder and shows it to McDermott, so Van Patten]

McDermott: Very prissy.

Van Patten: Very prissy, Luis.

Luis: Thank you. [shows it to Bateman, who does not answer. Luis then leaves]

Van Patten: Mind, what about dinner...

Bateman: Is that all yous ever take to contribute, Van Patten? What almost fuckin' dinner?!

McDermott: Cheer up there, baby. What'due south the matter? No shiatsu this morning? [claps Bateman on the shoulder]

Bateman: [shoves McDermott'south hand away] Bear on me similar that, and you'll draw back a stump.

McDermott: Hold on at that place, little buddy--!

[Bateman leaves and heads for the restroom where Luis is at. Donning a pair of leather gloves, he approaches Luis from behind and prepares to strangle him, but Luis turns around, sees Bateman, removes one of the gloves and kisses Bateman's hand.]

Luis: [laughs] Patrick...why here? I've seen you looking at me. [traces a manus along Bateman's cheek, before pressing a finger to his lips and nose] I've noticed your...hot torso. [chuckles, and so moves in close] Don't exist shy. You can't imagine how long I've wanted this - ever since that Christmas political party - Arizona 206, y'all know, the one where y'all were wearing that scarlet striped paisley Armani necktie...

[Bateman, bewildered and disgusted, heads to ane of the sinks and begins washing his hands - without even removing the gloves.]

Luis: I desire you. I want yous, besides!

[Bateman does not respond and heads for the door.]

Luis: Patrick!

Bateman: WHAT IS IT?!

Luis: ...Where are you going?

Bateman: I've gotta render some videotapes. [leaves]

---

Bateman: I recollect, um, Evelyn, that we've, uh, lost bear on.

Evelyn: Why? What's wrong?

Bateman: My need to engage in homicidal behavior on a massive scale cannot exist corrected, but, ah, I have no other way to fulfill my needs. I'one thousand fucking serious. Information technology's fucking over, us, this is no joke. I don't think we should see each other anymore.

Evelyn: Merely your friends are my friends and my friends are your friends. I really don't think it would work. [fusses with his collar] You have a footling something...

Bateman: I know that your friends are my friends and, uh... I've thought about that. You can have 'em.

Evelyn: What about the past? Our past?

Bateman: Nosotros never actually shared one.

Evelyn: Y'all're inhuman.

Bateman: No...I'm in bear on with humanity. Evelyn, I'chiliad sorry, I only, uh...You're not terribly important to me.

---

Waiter: Would you lot like to hear today'due south specials?

Bateman: Non if you want to proceed your spleen.

---

Bateman: Come on, Bryce. At that place are a lot more of import problems than Sri Lanka to worry about.

Bryce: Like what?

Bateman: Well, we have to end apartheid for i. And dull down the nuclear arms race, terminate terrorism and world hunger. Nosotros have to provide food and shelter for the homeless, and oppose racial bigotry and promote civil rights, while as well promoting equal rights for women. Nosotros have to encourage a render to traditional moral values. Most importantly, we accept to promote general social business organisation and less materialism in young people.

---

Bateman: You like Huey Lewis and the News?

Paul Allen: They're OK.

Bateman: Their early piece of work was a trivial likewise new moving ridge for my tastes, merely when Sports came out in '83, I think they really came into their own, commercially and artistically. The whole album has a clear, crisp sound, and a new sheen of consummate professionalism that really gives the songs a large boost. He's been compared to Elvis Costello, just I retrieve Huey has a far more bitter, contemptuous sense of humour.

Paul Allen: Hey Halberstram.

Bateman: Yeah, Allen?

Paul Allen: Why are there copies of the Style section all over the identify, d-practise yous have a dog? A little grub or something?

Bateman: No, Allen.

Paul Allen: Is that a rain coat?

Bateman: Yes it is! In '87, Huey released this, Fore!, their well-nigh achieved album. I retrieve their undisputed masterpiece is "Hip to be Square", a song then catchy, most people probably don't heed to the lyrics. [rapidly, as if agitated] But they should, because it's not just about the pleasures of conformity, and the importance of trends, it's also a personal statement about the band itself. [raises axe above head] Hey Paul!

[he bashes Allen in the head with the axe, and blood splatters over him]

Bateman: [as he begins to hack Allen to death with the axe] TRY GETTING A RESERVATION AT DORSIA NOW You lot FUCKING STUPID BASTARD! You FUCKING BASTARD!

---

Bateman: [almost Paul Allen] He was into that whole Yale thing.

Donald Kimball: Yale matter?

Bateman: Yeah, Yale affair.

Kimball: What practise you mean "Yale matter"?

Bateman: Well, for i thing, I think he was probably a closet homosexual who did a lot of cocaine. That whole Yale thing.

---

Bateman: Ask me a question.

Social club girl: Then, what practice you lot practise?

Bateman: I'm into, uh, well, murders and executions, more often than not.

Club girl: Practice you like it?

Bateman: Well, it depends. Why?

Club girl: Well, most guys I know who are in Mergers and Acquisitions really don't like it.

---

Bateman: Did y'all know that Whitney Houston's debut LP, called just Whitney Houston, had four number one singles on it? Did you know that, Christie?

Elizabeth: [laughing] You actually listen to Whitney Houston? You own a Whitney Houston CD? More than one?

Bateman: [ignoring her] It's difficult to cull a favorite among so many great tracks, but "The Greatest Love of All" is one of the all-time, about powerful songs ever written about self-preservation, dignity. Its universal message crosses all boundaries and instills one with the hope that it's non too late to ameliorate ourselves. Since, Elizabeth, it'southward impossible in this globe we alive in to empathize with others, nosotros can always empathise with ourselves. It'southward an of import message, crucial really. And it's beautifully stated on the anthology.

---

Bryce: [later on snorting "cut" cocaine] It's a fucking milligram of sweetener. I want to get high off this, non sprinkle information technology on my fucking oatmeal.

Bateman: Definitely weak, only I have a feeling that if we do enough of it we'll be okay.

Club Patron: [leans over from some other booth] Will you keep information technology down? I'thousand trying to practise drugs!

Bryce: Fuck you! Calm down. Permit's do information technology anyway. That is if the FAGGOT in the adjacent stall thinks it'south okay!

Club Patron: FUCK Y'all!

Bryce: HEY FUCK YOU! Sad, dude. Steroids. Okay, let's do it.

---

Bryce: [watching Ronald Reagan on TV] How can he just stand in that location and lie like that? He makes himself out to be a harmless old codger, but inside... inside...

Bateman: [internal monologue] ... "merely inside" doesn't matter.

McDermott: "Inside," yep, "inside..." - believe it or not, Bryce, nosotros're really listening to you...

Bryce: Come on, Bateman, what do yous think?

Bateman: Whatever.

Taglines [edit]

• The menu is in Braille

• Killer looks.

• No introductions necessary.

• Killer within.

• Evil never looked so damn adept.

• I demand to return some videotapes...

• Monsters are existent

Cast [edit]

• Christian Bale - Patrick Bateman
• Willem Dafoe - Donald Kimball
• Reese Witherspoon - Evelyn Williams
• Samantha Mathis - Courtney Rawlinson
• Chloë Sevigny - Jean
• Cara Seymour - Christie
• Justin Theroux - Timothy Bryce
• Josh Lucas - Craig McDermott
• Beak Sage - David Van Patten
• Matt Ross - Luis Carruthers
• Jared Leto - Paul Allen

External links [edit]

• American Psycho quotes at the Internet Movie Database

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