“inside llewyn davis” sentence starters:
“If it was never new and it never gets old, then it’s a folk song.”
“Boy, you were a mess last night.”
“Yeah, I’m sorry. I’m an asshole.”
“Had to open your big mouth, huh, funny boy?”
“Can I leave this cat with you?”
“For Christ’s sake, it’s cold out and I don’t even have a winter coat!”
“All right. Thanks for the coat.”
“You haven’t heard one nice thing about me from ____. Ever.”
“So, I can’t stay here tonight?”
“Does he have higher function?”
“You gonna plug yourself in somewhere?”
“I’m sorry, which? ‘Out’ or ‘fuck you’?”
“Everything you touch turns to shit. You’re like King Midas’s idiot brother.”
“You should just walk around in a giant condom because you are shit.”
“Well, I’d say we should talk about this when you’re less angry, but that would be… when would that be?”
“Yeah, well, what the fuck.”
“Did he say that I need my guitar? Do I need my guitar?”
“Shit, man, I need the money now.”
“Boy, that man goes to a lot of funerals.”
“Please don’t start with the double condoms again.”
“The future? What, like flying cars? Hotels on the moon? Tang?”
“And this is why you’re fucked.”
“You don’t listen. You just spout vitriol.”
“I can tell, this is one of those things where I tell you ‘no’ and you think I’m just asking you to beg more.”
“Sure, move in, don’t mind me. Make yourself at home!”
“Holy Jesus, what is that thing?”
“It’s not my cat, I just didn’t know what to do with it.”
“Well, if you make a living at it, more power to you.”
“Hey, ____, I’m wondering, would that cane fit all the way up your ass, or would a little bit stay sticking out?”
“I don’t see a lot of money here.”
“I don’t know? Because I’m a communist?!”
“There has to be someone in the five boroughs who isn’t pissed at me.”
“I’m tired. I’m so fucking tired. I thought I just needed a night’s sleep, but it’s more than that.”
“I fucking hate folk music!”
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