The Best Quotes From 'The Pianist,' Ranked
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- 133 VOTES
Food Is More Important
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Wladyslaw Szpilman: Here, sell this. Food is more important than time. - 224 VOTES
Not Going Anywhere
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Wladyslaw Szpilman: I'm not going anywhere.
Halina: Good. I'm not going anywhere either.
Mother: Don't be ridiculous, we've got to keep together.
Wladyslaw Szpilman: Look, look... If I'm going to die, I prefer to die in my own home. I'm staying put. - Photo:
- 314 VOTES
You're Too Musical
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Wladyslaw Szpilman: You've got to give me something to do.
Yehuda: You're an artist, Wladek. You do enough.
Wladyslaw Szpilman: I want to help. I want to do something.
Yehuda: You're too well known, Wladek. And you know what? You musicians don't make good conspirators. You're too... too... musical! - 426 VOTES
No Jews Allowed
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Wladyslaw Szpilman: It's an official decree, no Jews allowed in the parks.
Dorota: What, are you joking?
Wladyslaw Szpilman: No, I'm not. I would suggest we sit down on a bench, but that's also an official decree, no Jews allowed on benches.
Dorota: This is absurd.
Wladyslaw Szpilman: So, we should just stand here and talk, I don't think we're not allowed to do that. - 517 VOTES
Getting On Her Nerves
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Wailing Woman: Why did I do it? Why did I do it? Why did I do it?
Halina: She's getting on my nerves. What did she do, for God's sake?
Father: She smothered her baby. - 616 VOTES
The Greatest Pianist
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Yehuda: Majorek, this is the greatest pianist in Poland, maybe the whole world. - 726 VOTES
Something Wonderful
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Wladyslaw Szpilman: So, you play the cello, Dorota. That's nice. And who's your favorite composer? Chopin? Really? Well, you'll have to learn to play his cello sonata, won't you? And what about you, Wladek? Well, perhaps I can accompany? Me on the piano, you on the cello?
Dorota: Mr. Szpilman, you are quite, quite wonderful.
Wladyslaw Szpilman: Call me Wladek. Please. - Photo:
- 88 VOTES
Why Do I Come Here
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Man Waiting to Cross: And the Germans claim to be intelligent! You know what I think, I think they are totally stupid. I have a family to feed. I spend half my time here, waiting for them to let us through. Why do they think I come here, to listen to the music? - Photo:
- 98 VOTES
What To Do
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Wladyslaw Szpilman: What... what do you think you'll do while you're setting up your new line of defense? Wander around luggin' your suitcases? - Photo:
- 1013 VOTES
Have You Seen My Husband
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Feather Woman: Excuse me, have you seen my husband, Izaak Szerman? A tall, a tall handsome man, with a little grey beard. No? Oh, excuse me. Goodbye, sleep well. But if you see him, write to me, yes? Izaak Szerman! - 1111 VOTES
Where Were You?
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Jurek: Come on Dorota, you can write him a fan letter later, this isn't the best time. Come on.
Wladyslaw Szpilman: Jurek! Where have you been hiding her? - Photo:
- 1210 VOTES
Nothing To Worry
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Henryk Szpilman: I told her not to worry, you had your papers on you. If you'd been hit by a bomb, they'd have known where to take you. - Photo:
- 138 VOTES
Take It Or Not
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Father: What do you think? Should I, should I take Uncle Szymon's portrait?
Mother: Take it, don't take it, take what you like!
Mother: Can't you see I'm worried sick? - 145 VOTES
Unforgettable Meeting
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Dorota: I nagged Jurek for weeks and weeks, and at last he gave in and said, "Allright, come with me tomorrow." So I came and... they bombed the station!
Wladyslaw Szpilman: Meeting you like that was absolutely wonderful.
Dorota: Really?
Wladyslaw Szpilman: Yes. It was... it was unforgettable. - Photo:
- 155 VOTES
Please Keep Quiet
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Regina: Quiet please. Quiet. Order, order! Please!
Halina: She's a lawyer, she likes order.
Regina: Listen, just listen. The watch we put under the flower pots and the money we stuff in the violin.
Father: Will I still be able to play?
Wladyslaw Szpilman: Well... you'll find out. - Photo: