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50/50 (2011 film)

50/50 is a 2011 comedy-drama film about a 27-year-old guy who learns of his cancer diagnosis, and his subsequent struggle to beat the disease.

Directed by Jonathan Levine. Written by Will Reiser.
It takes a pair to beat the odds

Adam LernerEdit

  • [to Katherine] I’m sorry, but, I’m going to have to call you on that. It’s bullshit. That’s what everyone has been saying. “You’ll get better” and “It’ll be fine”. I don’t know why everyone is so fucking scared to say it. “You’re dying, dude”...It makes it worse.

Kyle HironsEdit

  • [to Adam] You’ll be fine. 50/50! If you were a casino game you’d have the best odds!
  • [to Adam, the night before Adam's surgery] Driving! That’s what you want to do? That’s your “Make A Wish”? To drive? We could be having sex with hookers while skydiving, and instead you want to do something I learned to do when I was fifteen!


Kyle: [about Rachael] Has she been sucking on your dick, giving you blow jobs?
Adam: No, she doesn’t like to.
Kyle: No fucking shit she doesn’t like to! Who likes putting dicks in their mouths? That’s why they call them jobs!

Adam: A tumor?
Dr. Ross: Yes.
Adam: Me?
Dr. Ross: Yes.
Adam: That doesn't make any sense though. I mean... I don't smoke, I don't drink... I recycle...

[Adam is getting chemotherapy]
Alan: Want a macaroon?
Adam: Thanks. I’m alright.
Alan: [whispering] There’s weed in ‘em.
Adam: I don’t do weed.
Alan: C’mon. Just get high with us!
[Adam reluctantly eats a macaroon.]
Mitch: How old are you?
Adam: Twenty-seven.
Alan: That’s just the worst. A perfectly good youth wasted.
Mitch: Alan, stop it. Don’t listen to him, he's just messing with you.
Alan: Listen to me, this cancer is bullshit. First your hair’s going to fall out, then your balls’ll shrink. And if that isn’t enough, your dick becomes a constant source of disappointment.
[Alan and Mitch laugh]
Adam: I got to tell you, I was really nervous about this whole cancer thing, and then I met you guys, and boy do I feel better.

Alan: I’m Alan Lombardo: stage 3 lymphoma. Pleased to meet you.
Mitch: Mitch Barnett, metastatic prostate cancer.
Adam: Oh, I’m Adam Lerner, schwannoma neurofibrosarcoma.
Alan: What the fuck is that?
Mitch: Tough break. The more syllables, the worse it is.

Adam: [after shaving his head] Why didn't we go to a barber?
Kyle: That would have been a good idea -- if we had paid someone to do it.
Adam: Instead of using your balls trimmer-
Kyle: And I never wash them, ever. And it’s not my balls, it’s my asshole....I’m joking...
Adam: You're not joking.
Kyle: No, I'm not.

Kyle: I was in the neighborhood - I was just on a date with Claire, the girl I met at the bookstore? My date did not go well, unfortunately, due to a lack of chemistry... and, I think, an overuse of profanity on my part. But, whilst on my date... I ran into Rachael.
Adam: Oh, yeah?
Kyle: And I would like to present to you what I am going to call Exhibit...whore!
[Shows Adam a picture of Rachael kissing another man]
Kyle: Look at it! That's Rachael! And that's a fuckin' filthy, Jesus-looking motherfucker, and they're kissing! I did it! I fuckin' nailed you! I've hated you for months, and now I have fuckin' evidence that you suck as a person! Holy shit! Holy shit!

Rachael: Adam - you have no idea how hard it’s been! I don’t know how to do this, and it’s been so stressful, and you’ve been so sick, and shit, you’re the one who told me Kyle keeps using your cancer to get girls! Why should I be the bad guy?
Kyle: Because you're his girlfriend, you cheated on him, and he has fucking cancer, you lunatic!

Adam: My mom is a crazy person who worries incessantly. Honestly, it annoys the shit out of me. And it’s not helpful...I can’t talk to her.
Katherine: So now she has a husband she can’t talk to, and a son who won’t talk to her.
Adam: Well, yeah, I guess.
Katherine: I mean, aren’t you being kind of a dick?
Adam: I’m sorry? Is that a medical term?
Katherine: Your parents are who they are, you can’t change that. The only thing you can change is how you choose to deal with them.
Adam: Aren’t you supposed to subtly manipulate me into being aware of my faults? Not call me out.
Katherine: I think we’re beyond that point. You did clean my car.

Adam: I want this to be over. I’m so fucking tired of being sick...if this surgery doesn’t work, that’s it -- [crying] I’ve never been to fucking Canada or told a girl I love sounds stupid.
Katherine: No. It doesn’t.
Adam: I’m sorry I was such an asshole.
Katherine: I was the asshole. I was so totally unprepared - for you. This job is really hard. If I fuck up, I could ruin someone’s whole life.
Adam: I guess we’re both beginners at this.
Katherine: [smiles] Yeah.
Adam: What were you doing when I called? Were you on Facebook?
Katherine: You know... umm... stalking my ex-boyfriend actually isn't the only thing I do in my free time.
Adam: I wish you were my girlfriend.
Katherine: Girlfriends can be nice. You just had a bad one.
Adam: Yeah, but I bet you’d be a good one.


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