The Darjeeling Limited

2007 film by Wes Anderson

The Darjeeling Limited is a 2007 drama-comedy film directed by Wes Anderson. It stars Adrien Brody as Peter, Owen Wilson as Francis and Jason Schwartzman as Jack.


  • I love the way this country smells. I'll never forget it. It's kind of spicy.
  • I'm gonna go pray at another thing.
  • Fuck the itinerary.
  • Well, I'm not crazy about the part where I start screaming at the mechanic. That never happened.


  • I'll take the bottom bunk because I'm the oldest and my ankle's fractured.
  • Did you just fuck that Indian girl?
  • Dad's bags aren't gonna make it!


  • [While Francis and Peter are fighting] Stop including me!
  • You're bleeding like crazy!
  • Did you get maced too?


  • We haven't located us yet.
  • Because I have alopecia.


  • Maybe we could express ourselves more fully when we say it without words.
  • I told you not to come here.
  • I live here. These people need me.
  • Yes, the past happened. But it's over, isn't it?


Jack: Wouldn't it be great if we heard a train go by in the distance?
Peter: Not really.
Francis: It'd probably be annoying.

Jack: What did he say?
Peter: He said the train is lost.
Jack: How can a train be lost? It's on rails.

Jack: He's gonna have a kid in six weeks.
Francis: Who?
Jack: Him. Rubby. He doesn't want you to know.
Francis: Rubby?
Jack: Yeah, you know, Rubby. [Jack imitates Peter's recurrent action of grimacing and rubbing his temples to relieve his headaches]
Francis: [Laughs]

Francis: You don't love me!
Peter: Yes I do!
Jack: I love you too but I'm gonna mace you in the face!

Jack: You wanna read a short story I wrote in France?
Francis: How long is it?
Jack: What?
Francis: How long is it?
Jack: How long is it? Never mind, forget it.

Hotel ChevalierEdit

Jack Ah, bon soir. S'il vous plait, je voudrais un verre de lait au chocolat et une soupe de oignon et un sandwich avec... How do you say grilled cheese? [mumbled French on from the phone] Merci, exactement, merci beaucoup.
Jack: [on the phone with Rhett] Where are you?
Rhett: I'm here.
Jack: I didn't say you could come here.
Rhett: Can I come there?
[long pause]
Jack: Okay.

Rhett: How long have you had this hotel room?
Jack:: I don't know.
Rhett: More than a week?
Jack: More than a week.
Rhett: More than a month?
Jack: More than a month.
Rhett: How much does it cost?
Jack: I think around... 750 million Euros, or something.
Rhett: [giggles]

Rhett: Are you running away from me?
Jack: I thought I already did.

Rhett: Whatever happens in the end, I don't want to lose you as a friend.
Jack: I promise, I will never be your friend. No matter what. Ever.

Rhett: If we fuck, I'm going to feel like shit tomorrow.
Jack: That's okay with me.

Rhett: I love you. I never hurt you you on purpose.
Jack: I don't care.

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