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Syd:
When that first wave of anxiety hits it's fucking terrifying because you're like fuck, "maybe I'm really going crazy. Maybe I've finally done enough drugs and fucked with my head enough that I've just detached from reality." You know? You know... you start having these horrible revelations. Mallory:
Like what? Syd:
Like I started freaking out about death. You know... I became obsessed with it. I just couldn't conceptualize not being here. Just not being here someday. One day, Mallory, you and I are gonna be dead. Buried. Gone. And you start thinking about religion. And how people are just blindly swallowing these concepts like God, and heaven, and afterlife... just to suppress our deepest most fears... which is that we don't know why we're here. Why are we here? It makes no sense! Mallory:
It totally makes sense! Okay. Because the same time as us people, the masses, to go on living their every day lives without constantly obsessing over these things you're talking about, man. You know... these realities: life, death; heaven, hell; existence; why we're here. You know... who knows... it's possible that a god does exist. You know... an energy, force, spirit... whatever you wanna call it. Syd:
Right. Sure. Mallory:
I believe that. Syd:
Fine. Fair enough. So what do you think happens when you die? Mallory:
I don't fucking know! You fucking die. Why does there have to be an answer to every fucking question? Why can't there just be mysteries in the world? You know what I'm saying? I don't know... your body dies! Your actual physical being dies! But your spirit, I do believe, lives on. It lives on in the world. Man, it's a continuing thing of... of existence, dude. It doesn't have to have a fucking perfect answer. Why? Syd:
Alright, fine. I buy that a little bit more than an invisible guy in the sky taking checks and balances on 6 billion people. I think that sounds like Santa Claus to me. You know. Mallory:
Yeah, yeah. Syd:
It's like a fairy tale for adults who can't handle death
When that first wave of anxiety hits it's fucking terrifying because you're like fuck, "maybe I'm really going crazy. Maybe I've finally done enough drugs and fucked with my head enough that I've just detached from reality." You know? You know... you start having these horrible revelations. Mallory:
Like what? Syd:
Like I started freaking out about death. You know... I became obsessed with it. I just couldn't conceptualize not being here. Just not being here someday. One day, Mallory, you and I are gonna be dead. Buried. Gone. And you start thinking about religion. And how people are just blindly swallowing these concepts like God, and heaven, and afterlife... just to suppress our deepest most fears... which is that we don't know why we're here. Why are we here? It makes no sense! Mallory:
It totally makes sense! Okay. Because the same time as us people, the masses, to go on living their every day lives without constantly obsessing over these things you're talking about, man. You know... these realities: life, death; heaven, hell; existence; why we're here. You know... who knows... it's possible that a god does exist. You know... an energy, force, spirit... whatever you wanna call it. Syd:
Right. Sure. Mallory:
I believe that. Syd:
Fine. Fair enough. So what do you think happens when you die? Mallory:
I don't fucking know! You fucking die. Why does there have to be an answer to every fucking question? Why can't there just be mysteries in the world? You know what I'm saying? I don't know... your body dies! Your actual physical being dies! But your spirit, I do believe, lives on. It lives on in the world. Man, it's a continuing thing of... of existence, dude. It doesn't have to have a fucking perfect answer. Why? Syd:
Alright, fine. I buy that a little bit more than an invisible guy in the sky taking checks and balances on 6 billion people. I think that sounds like Santa Claus to me. You know. Mallory:
Yeah, yeah. Syd:
It's like a fairy tale for adults who can't handle death
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SYD And when that first wave of anxiety hits
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it's fucking terrifying because you're like
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Fuck Maybe I'm really going crazy Maybe I've
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finally done enough drugs and fucked with my head enough
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that I've just detached from reality you know
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You start having these horrible revelations
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MALLORY Like what
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Like I started freaking out about death you know
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I became obsessed with it
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I just couldn't conceptualize not being here
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Just not being here someday
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One day Mallory you and I are gonna be dead Buried Gone
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And you think about religion and how people are just
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blindly swallowing these concepts like God
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and heaven and afterlife just to suppress
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our deepest most fears which is that we don't know
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why we're here Why are we here It makes no sense
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It totally makes sense okay
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At the same time it allows people the masses
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to go on living their everyday lives
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without constantly obsessing over these things
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you're talking about man You know these realities
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SYD SNORTING Life death
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Movie Summary
London is a drug laden adventure that centers on a party in a New York loft where a young man is trying to win back his ex-girlfriend.
Actors
Syd
Mallory
