Little Miss Sunshine (2006)
Paul Dano: Dwayne
Dwayne : You know what? Fuck beauty contests. Life is one fucking beauty contest after another. School, then college, then work... Fuck that. And fuck the Air Force Academy. If I want to fly, I'll find a way to fly. You do what you love, and fuck the rest.
Dwayne : I wish I could just sleep until I was eighteen and skip all this crap-high school and everything-just skip it.
Frank : Do you know who Marcel Proust is?
Dwayne : He's the guy you teach.
Frank : Yeah. French writer. Total loser. Never had a real job. Unrequited love affairs. Gay. Spent 20 years writing a book almost no one reads. But he's also probably the greatest writer since Shakespeare. Anyway, he uh... he gets down to the end of his life, and he looks back and decides that all those years he suffered, Those were the best years of his life, 'cause they made him who he was. All those years he was happy? You know, total waste. Didn't learn a thing. So, if you sleep until you're 18... Ah, think of the suffering you're gonna miss. I mean high school? High school-those are your prime suffering years. You don't get better suffering than that.
Dwayne : [while Sheryl is crying he writes this on a piece of paper to Olive] Go Hug Mom
Dwayne : You know what? Fuck beauty contests. Life is one fucking beauty contest after another. You know, school, then college, then work, fuck that. And fuck the air force academy. If I wanna fly, I'll find a way to fly. You do what you love, and fuck the rest.
Frank : I'm glad you're talking again, Dwayne. You're not nearly as stupid as you look.
Sheryl : You know, like it or not, we're still your family, for better or worse...
Dwayne : No, you're *not* my family! I don't wanna *be* your family! I hate you fucking people! Divorce? Bankrupt? Suicide? You're fucking losers, you're losers! No, please just leave me here, Mom. Please, please, please. Please... just leave me here.
Frank : [after Dwayne reads an eye test pamphlet and finds he may be colourblind, destroying his life goal of enlisting in the Air Force] You can't fly jets if you're colourblind.
[Dwayne immediately falls into an emotional breakdown; Frank, Olive and Sheryl all yell for Richard to pull over the vehicle]
Dwayne : [Dwayne springs from the stopped van into an empty field] *FUCK!*
[collapses, screaming and sobbing, breaking his nine-month vow of silence]
Sheryl : What happened?
Frank : He's colourblind. He can't fly.
Sheryl : Oh, Jesus... oh, no.
Sheryl : [waits several moments, then approaches Dwayne] Dwayne...? Dwayne, honey, I'm sorry. Dwayne, come on. We have to go.
Dwayne : I'm not going.
Sheryl : Dwayne...
Dwayne : I said *I'm not*, okay? I don't care, I'm not getting on that bus again.
Sheryl : Dwayne, for better or worse, we're your family...
Dwayne : [stands up] No, you're *not* my family, okay? I don't want to *be* your family! I *hate* you fucking people! *I hate you!* Divorce? Bankrupt? Suicide? You're fucking *losers*! You are losers!
Sheryl : [whispers] Dwayne...
Dwayne : [begins to cry again] No, *please* just leave me here, Mom. Okay? Please, *please*. Please just leave me here.
[sits back down, crying continues]
Dwayne : [after finding out that he is colour blind and can't fly planes] FUUUUUUCK!
Dwayne : I apologize for the things I said. I was upset, and I didn't really mean them.