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The Crow (1994 film)

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Believe in angels.
For the 2024 reboot film of the franchise, see The Crow

The Crow is a 1994 American horror action crime film about a man who returns from the grave to seek vengeance on the gang that killed him and his fiancée Shelly. It was followed by 1996 sequel film; The Crow: City of Angels.

Directed by Alex Proyas. Written by David J. Schow, based on the 1989 comic book series by James O'Barr.
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Eric Draven

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  • Victims; aren't we all...?
  • A whole jolly club, with jolly pirate nicknames!
  • Tell them death is coming for them tonight. Tell them Eric Draven sends his regards.
  • Is that gasoline I smell?
  • He was already dead. He died a year ago, the moment he touched her. They're all dead. They just don't know it yet.
  • It can't rain all the time.
  • Take your shot, Funboy. You got me, dead bang.
  • [Brings Darla to bathroom mirror] Mother is the name for God on the lips and hearts of all children. Do you understand? Morphine is bad for you. Your daughter is out there on the streets, waiting for you.
  • Little things used to mean so much to Shelly.
  • Believe me, nothing is trivial.
  • You shouldn't smoke these. They'll kill ya.
  • Guess it's not a good day to be a bad guy, huh, Skank?
  • I'm coming home, Shelly.
  • [To Top Dollar on roof of cathedral] I have something to give you; I don't want it anymore. [Grabs Top Dollar's face administering Shelly's hospital procedures flashbacks] Thirty hours of pain! All at once! ...all for you... [throws Top Dollar off the roof]

St. Albrecht

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  • [Realizes Eric has disappeared after holding him at gunpoint] Oh, great, great. Guy shows up looking like a mime from hell... and you lose him right out in the open. Well, at least he didn't do that walking against the wind shit. I hate that.
  • So many cops, you’d think they were giving away donuts!
  • [To Eric after engaging Top Dollar and Grange in a gun fight at a cathedral] Ah, shit. Well, just came by to pay my respects... and here you are getting all shot up again.

Sarah

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  • People once believed that, when someone dies, a crow carries their soul to the land of the dead. But sometimes, something so bad happens that a terrible sadness is carried with it and the soul can't rest. Then sometimes, just sometimes, the crow can bring that soul back to put the wrong things right.
  • A building gets torched; all that is left is ashes. I used to think that was true about everything: families, friends, feelings... But now I know that sometimes, if love proves real, two people who are meant to be together — nothing can keep them apart.
  • I thought you were dead. You're not dead, are you? I knew it was you. Even with the makeup. I remembered your song. You said, "Can't rain all the time." That is from your song, right? Come on, Eric. I know you're here. I miss you... and Shelly. Get so lonely all by myself. The hell with you. I thought you cared.
  • [last lines] If the people we love are stolen from us, the way to have them live on is to never stop loving them. Buildings burn, people die, but real love is forever.

Top Dollar

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  • [Holding a graveyard snow globe] Dad gave me this, fifth birthday. He said: "Childhood's over the moment you know you're going to die."
  • [Referring to a recently deceased woman in his bed] I think we broke her.
  • He winked at you? Tsk, musicians.
  • A boy and his bird. Awful touching.
  • [Referring to Skank's near-unintelligible rant] Maybe we oughta just video tape this, play it back in slow motion.
  • It seems our friend T-Bird won't be joining us this evening... on account of a slight case of death.
  • A man has an idea. The idea attracts others, likeminded. The idea expands, the idea becomes an institution. What was the idea? That's what's been bothering me, boys. And I'll tell you, when I used to think about the idea itself, it put a big old smile on my face. You see, gentlemen... greed is for amateurs. Disorder, chaos, anarchy — now that's fun!
  • When I started the first fires in this goddamn city, before I knew it, every charlatan and shitheel was imitating me! You know what they got now? Devil's Night greeting cards. Isn't that precious? The idea has become the institution, boys. Time to move along.
  • I want you to set a fire so goddamn big, the gods'll notice us again, that's what I'm sayin'. I want all you boys to be able to look me straight in the eye one more time and say: "ARE WE HAVIN' FUN OR WHAT?!"
  • You're him, huh? The avenger. The killer of killers. Nice outfit. Not sure about the face, though.
  • [Appears to Eric at a cathedral after Grange shoots a crow] Quick impression for yah... caw, caw, bang! Fuck, I'm dead!
  • You know, my daddy used to say, "Every man's got a devil, and you can't rest til you find him." What happened back there with you and your girlfriend... I cleared that buildin'. Hell, nothin' in this town happens without my say-so. So I'm sorry if I spoiled your wedding plans there, friend. But if it's any consolation to ya, you have put a smile on my face. You got a lot of spirit, son. I am gonna miss you.

Funboy

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  • [Injecting Darla with heroin] Tomorrow night we can get high... and watch this whole fucking city burn from that window.
  • [When Darla points out crow in room] It's a squab. Come here, bird. Hey, bird. Hey, bird. Bird. B-B-Birdie. Here, birdie, birdie. Come here, birdie, birdie, birdie. Birdie? Hey, birdie?
  • [Eric comes in window] What the fuck?! No, man! Don't do that! You nearly gave me a fucking heart attack!
  • [About to rape Shelly] I've got a gun in my pocket. You're happy to see me, aren't you?
  • [To Eric] Get away, steamhead.

Darla

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  • [Crow flies into window and perches on television set] There's a big fucking bird over there!

Myca

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  • I love her eyes. Pretty.
  • There are energies aligning against you.
  • [When Top Dollar proposes setting fires on Devil's Night for profit] I like the pretty lights.
  • Her eyes are so... innocent
  • This is all the power you ever had. Now it is mine. Pity there’s not more time... [aims gun at Eric] for us.

T-Bird

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  • You know that Lake Erie actually caught fire on once, from all the crap floating around in it? I wish I coulda seen that.
  • Abashed the Devil stood; and felt how awful Goodness is.
  • Here's to Devil's Night, my new favorite holiday.
  • Hey, guess what. Arcade Games fell down, went boom.
  • Remember? Yeah, I remember everything ... But I don't know what ... what? What? What're you talking about. No, no, no, no. You mean that place downtown?
  • I know you. I know you. I knew I knew you. I knew I knew you, but you ain't you. You can't be you, we put you through the window. There ain't no comin' back. This is the really real world, there ain't no comin' back. We killed you dead, there ain't no comin' back! There ain't no comin' back! There ain't no comin' back! "Abash, the devil stood, and felt how awful goodness is..."
  • Whaddya want, man? Money? Drugs? I got 'em. We could use you—you did Tin Tin. This is business, right?
  • Ah look, makin' us popular. When they flash us like that, they ain't friends.
  • If you got something personal, amigo, we can work it out, right?

Tin-Tin

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  • You cheap-ass, chrome-dome, child-molesting, saprophyte motherfucker!
  • Lucky I didn't stab your fat ass.
  • What the fuck you all painted up for, crackhead, huh? Halloween ain't till mañana.
  • Shelly... yeah. Yeah. I shanked her pink ass and she loved it!
  • Murderer? Murderer?! Let me tell you about murder: it's fun, it's easy, and you gonna learn all about it. I'd like you to meet two buddies of mine. We never miss.

Skank

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  • I feel like a little worm on a big fuckin' hook!
  • That's him. That's him! But he looked different. He was painted up white like some kind of dead whore. I seen him. T-bird sent me in for some road beers, right? Then he took him away. But I chased him down. And he flash fried T-bird to his fucking car! Aw, T-bird! Here's to you, buddy.

Gideon

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  • Goddamn creatures of the night. They never learn

Detective Torres

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  • Don’t any of your street demons have real grown-up names?
  • I've got a goddamn vigilante killer out there knocking off scum bags left and right, and you're covering up for somebody.

Sergeant Annie

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  • [Hands file on Albrecht's desk] Don't thank me. Are we fighting the good fight?

Cop

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  • [Eric throws Skank out the window. He lands on the cop car from the chase scene] WHAT IN THE CRAP?!

Dialogue

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Sergeant Albrecht: You Sarah? [Sarah nods] Yeah, look. Your sister... she's gonna be okay.
Sarah: She's not my sister. Shelly just takes care of me. She’s my friend. Her and Eric. You lied to her about Eric.
Sergeant Albrecht: Look, I had to.
Sarah: And you're lying to me about Shelly. She's gonna die, isn't she?
Sergeant Albrecht: It's gonna be alright. [Hugs her]
Sergeant Albrecht: [Referring to Sarah's skateboard] How do you steer that thing on a wet street?
Sarah: Pure talent.
Tin-Tin: Pussies drink last, man.
Skank: [Puts gun to Tin-Tin's head] Fuck you, Tin-Tin!
Tin-Tin: [Puts a knife to Skank's throat] Hey... shit ain't even loaded, man.
Funboy: [Puts his gun to Tin-Tin's head] This one is.
T-Bird: [Points his gun at all three of them] Which of you Motor City motherfuckers wants to bet me this one isn't?
Eric: [After breaking into Gideon's pawn shop by smashing the door and quotes Edgar Allan Poe's The Raven] “Suddenly, I heard a tapping, as of someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.”
Gideon: What on earth are you talking about?!
Eric: You heard me rapping, right?
Gideon: You're trespassing! And you owe me a brand new door! [Gideon grabs a gun while Eric glances at the door]
Eric: I'm looking for something in an engagement ring.
Gideon: Yeah?!
Eric: Gold.
Gideon: You're looking for a coroner, shit-for-brains! [He fires at Eric, who is knocked off balance, but the wound quickly heals] Oh, shit! Oh, shit on me! Shit on me. SHIT ON ME! [After being knocked over, Gideon grabs a bat to protect himself]
Eric: [Having jumped onto and then up from the desk, suddenly hanging upside down from the ceiling] Mr. Gideon! You're not paying attention!
Detective Torres: [Looking at a bloody crow outline on the wall] What the hell do you call that?
Sergeant Albrecht: I call it blood, detective. I suppose you'll write it up as... "graffiti".
Sergeant Albrecht: [Aims gun at Eric after destroying Gideon's pawn shop] Police! Don't move, I said; "don't move"!
Eric: I thought the police always said "freeze".
Sergeant Albrecht: Well, I am the police and I say "don't move", Snow White; you move, you're dead.
Eric: And I say I'm dead; [raises his hands] and I move...
Sergeant Albrecht: Not one more step. I'm serious.
Eric: Then shoot, if you will, Officer Albrecht.
Sergeant Albrecht: What are you, nuts? Walking into a gun? You high?
Eric: You don't remember me?
Sergeant Albrecht: What are you talking about?
Eric: How about Shelly? Do you remember Shelly Webster?
Sergeant Albrecht: Shelly Webster's dead, my friend. I want you to move over to the curb, nice and easy. Move it! [Eric sits on curb] Okay, we're gonna wait here for backup. It's getting too weird for me.
Eric: Oh, it gets better. Do you know someone named T-bird? He had a friend who shouldn't have played with knives. [Referring to jacket he's wearing] Like the coat?
Sergeant Albrecht: You're the guy that murdered Tin Tin.
Eric: Check it out. He was already dead. He died a year ago. The moment he touched her. They're all dead. They just don't know it yet. [Albrecht calls out to looters and turns attention back to Eric's sitting spot to realize he has disappeared]
Myca: [Top Dollar is pacing around with her lying on dining table burning an eyeball in a goblet] You are very restless.
Top Dollar: Just wish I was a little hungry again, that's all.
Myca: Be careful of what you ask for.
Top Dollar: [Sits at table] Yeah, I may get it, I know.
Myca: [Rubs noses with him and caresses his eyebrow] There are energies aligning against you.
Top Dollar: Seeing is believing, isn't it? [Myca throws a pinch into goblet and blows it out in a smoke, and he licks a pinkie finger, dabs some cocaine and tastes it] Mmm, yummy.
Grange: [Walks up with T-Bird] Gideon's pawnshop just burned down to the foundation.
Top Dollar: Nobody cleared this little event with me.
T-Bird: I didn't have nothing to do with that.
Top Dollar: You must be awfully disappointed.
T-Bird: I got trouble. One of my crew got himself perished.
Top Dollar: Yeah, and who might that be?
T-Bird: Tin-Tin. Somebody stuck his blades in all his major organs in alphabetical order.
Top Dollar: Well, gentlemen, by all means, I think we ought to have an introspective moment of silence for poor old Tin-Tin. [Leans down to a dinner platter of cocaine and takes a snort] You're working for me tomorrow night, right?
T-Bird: Whatever you say, I can do.
Top Dollar: Good. That's very reassuring. I still ain't heard why Gideon's burned down. Is that a natural catastrophe or act of God or something? Call it my need to know. [Two goons walk away]
Sarah: [Skateboards out into street oblivious to oncoming taxicab with Eric picking her up and carrying her back to sidewalk] Let go, you creep! [Eric has flashbacks realizing Sarah is his former foster child] You didn't even slow down, you dickhead!
Eric: He couldn't have stopped! [Leans against signpost with back to her]
Sarah: He was a buttface! I could have made it! What are you supposed to be, a clown or something?
Eric: Sometimes.
Sarah: [Walks out into street and kicks up skateboard] It's more like surfing than skating. I wish the rain would stop, just once.
Eric: It can't rain all the time.
Sarah: [Has realization] Eric? [Turns around to realize Eric has disappeared]
Sergeant Annie: [Hands file on Sgt. Albrecht's desk] Don't thank me. [Giggles] Are we fighting the good fight?
Sgt. Albrecht: Double homicide a year ago. No convictions. [Hands her paper] Annie... look at that.
Sgt. Annie: “We, the undersigned tenants of 1929 Caulderon Court Apartments...” What is this, a petition?
Sgt. Albrecht: Big “kick me” sign for a very nice girl who found herself a cause. The cause got her killed.
Sgt. Annie: She was fighting tenant eviction in that neighborhood?
Sgt. Albrecht: Shelly Webster and her nice rock-and-roll boyfriend, Eric Draven.
Sgt. Annie: The last time you snooped around a case is when you got put back on the beat.
Sgt. Albrecht: I know. Torres keeps reminding me.
Sgt. Annie: I bet he does. [Albrecht draws resurrected Eric's trademark chelsea grin lipstick smear on photo] You're going to wind up working a school crosswalk.
Sgt. Albrecht: I'm cool.
Sgt. Annie: You didn't get that file from me, okay? And don't tell me you owe me one. [Walks away]
Sgt. Albrecht: Ah, I owe you one!
Sgt. Annie: Yeah, right.
Sgt. Albrecht: Damn.
Eric: [Comes in window] Here, Funboy.
Funboy: [Eric quickly walks up with guitar and raises hand to strike a riff] What the fuck?! No, man! Don't do that! You nearly gave me a fucking heart attack!
Darla: Look at the guy.
Funboy: Don't sweat it. [Eric hangs up guitar with Funboy aiming pistol] It's time for you to take your bird and leave, freako!
Eric: [Drags chair to foot of bed and places hand palm on pistol barrel end] Take your shot, Funboy. You got me dead bang.
Funboy: You are seriously fucked up. Did you look in the mirror? You need professional help. [Discharges pistol into Eric's hand] Bingo! He shoot! He scores! [Watches Eric's hand heals instantly] Jesus Christ!
Eric: “Jesus Christ”?! Stop me if you heard this one. Jesus Christ walks into a hotel. [Funboy discharges pistol on Eric's left arm] Ow. He hands the innkeeper three nails and he asks... [Funboy discharges pistol on Eric's left leg]
Funboy: Don't you ever fucking die?!
Eric: "Can you put me up for the night?" [Eric swipes Funboy's pistol down discharged into his own leg, then Eric leaps onto bed with Darla fleeing to bathroom locking door, Eric holds up Funboy's pistol] Does that hurt?
Funboy: Fuck, yes, it fucking hurts! Oh, God. Look at what you done to my sheets! [Eric throws pistol aside]
Gideon: If I wanted ice, I would have asked for ice! Now fill it up!
Bartender: Fill it up yourself, macho man.
Gideon: I really need this! [Grange appears behind Gideon, takes ahold of Crown Royal whisky bottle and patronizingly pours Gideon a drink for him] All right.
Grange: You burn yourself playing with matches?
Gideon: Fuck off.
Grange: You have an appointment.
Gideon: Well, shit on me.
Grange: [Lights up cigarette] Drink up.
Gideon: This is a first. Do I bow or do I curtsy? Get my friend here a glass of blood.
Bartender: [Darla appears running through bar] Oh! Hey, hey, hon! Hey, good night, Darla.
Grange: [Slaps hat on Gideon's head] You stay put right there.
Eric: [Appears in Sgt. Albrecht's apartment] Freeze!
Sgt. Albrecht: Jesus! Don't ever do that, man! Fuck.
Eric: [Observes photo of himself that Sgt. Albrecht drew on] Good likeness.
Sgt. Albrecht: I saw your body, man. You died. You got buried.
Eric: You still have your hat on.
Sgt. Albrecht: [Eric walks over to fridge] I gotta sit down. Shi... holy shit. [Eric walks back with beers] Say... are you some kind of... ghost?
Eric: Boo! [They sit on sofas] I don't know what I am. I need you to tell me what happened to us.
Sgt. Albrecht: You took a six-story swan dive out of a window. She, ah, was beaten and raped. Died at the hospital. Hey, you asked, man.
Gideon: I got stabbed! I shot the son of a bitch! I watched the bullet hole close by itself. And then my business gets blown up real good. Other than that, my day sucked.
Grange: Yeah. I saw him too. He had a guitar. He winked at me before he jumped out a fourth-floor window like he had wings.
Top Dollar: He winked at ya? Musicians. What else did you see?
Gideon: So far I haven't heard... shit about what you're going to do about all this crap! What do I get? My livelihood got flushed and went swirling.
Top Dollar: You ain't lost everything.
Gideon: [Stands up] Yeah, and maybe you're not such a big shot either! [Grange pushes him back down] Ow! Jesus!
Top Dollar: Fair enough. Catch. [Throws a human eyeball at him]
Gideon: Aah! Jesus.
Top Dollar: Say hello to the last fellow who wouldn't cooperate with me.
Gideon: What're you telling me, this thing is real?!
Top Dollar: [Walks over to sword armory] All the power in the world resides in the eyes, fella. Sometimes they're more useful than the people who bear them. [Top Dollar opens sword armory]
Gideon: [Top Dollar selects sword from armory] You're directly out of your fucking mind! You know that!
Top Dollar: Yeah. [Pause] Eyes see. [Walks back and referring to Myca] It's one of the most important things I learned from my sister.
Gideon: Sister? She's supposed to be your sister?
Top Dollar: My father's daughter. That's right. What's the matter, you don't see the resemblance? [Myca pushes back at Gideon with a foot and Top Dollar points sword at Gideon] Now, let's take it from the top, friend. With a lot of detail. What do you say?
Gideon: He had a bird with him. Nearly pecked my face off. He told me to tell T-bird that death was on its way. Whatever the fuck that means. Draven. He said his name was Eric Draven. Want to relax that thing now?
Top Dollar: This bird man, he just happened to let you live, huh? You sure you ain't making all this up just to save your own ass?
Gideon: I ain't making all this up. I ain't twisted like you two fucks.
Top Dollar: All right. A boy and his bird. Awful touching.
Gideon: Yeah. [He guffaws obnoxiously and Top Dollar rams sword into Gideon's throat]
Top Dollar: For fuck's sake, die, will ya? [To Grange] Give me that thing. [Grange hands over Calico M950 and Top Dollar finishes off Gideon] Thanks.
Grange: Funboy said he saw a black bird too. A big one. Then he choked to death on his own blood. I'll have the janitor come on up.
T-Bird: [Being held at gunpoint by Eric] What the fuck are you supposed to be, man?
Eric: I'm your passenger. [Cocks his gun] Drive.
[Two cops are on watch, drinking coffee]
Cop 1: You got that cream stuff? [Cop 2 hands it over] I hate this. They can't even call it cream legally.
[T-Bird and Eric drive by at 90 MPH]
Cop 2: What in the crap...? [Speeds off after T-Bird's car]
[Cop 1 screams as the acceleration of the car makes him spill hot coffee all over himself]
Detective Torres: Come here. You're holding out on me. I got a goddamn vigilante killer knocking off scumbags left and right... and you're covering up for somebody. Who's the cartoon character in the painted face?
Sgt. Albrecht: Hey, you're the detective. Why don't you tell me?
Detective Torres: Okay. Gideon blows all to hell and you’re having a chit-chat with some weirdo who winds up in T-Bird's car when it zigs instead of zags. Then you steal one of my case files from homicide, and you're saying this is just a fucking automobile accident? Come on!
Sgt. Albrecht: Yeah. Good speech though. I didn't wanna interrupt you. It sounded good. You gotta write that shit down!
Detective Torres: All right, smart-ass. The captain's got a little love note waiting for you. Welcome to the first day of the rest of your suspension.
Sgt. Albrecht: Suspension? For what?
Detective Torres: Misconduct. [On phone] Yeah, give me the lab.
Top Dollar: [Sits at dining table of a meeting of crime goons with Skank being manhandled by Grange] Boys. It seems our friend T-bird won't be joining us this evening... on account of a slight case of death. [To Skank] You wanna sit down? [Grange seats Skank] Well, well, well. Devil's Night is upon us again. I thought we'd throw a little party... start a bunch of fires, make a little profit.
Myca: I like the pretty lights. [All goons burst out chuckling heartily]
Top Dollar: Problem is, it's all been done before. You see what I'm saying?
Goon 1: That's no reason to quit.
Top Dollar: Wrong. Best reason to quit. Only reason to quit. A man has an idea. The idea attracts others... like-minded. The idea expands. The idea becomes an institution. What was the idea? See, that's what's been bothering me, boys. But I'll tell ya, when I used to think about the idea itself... it'd put a big old smile on my face. You see, gentlemen... greed is for amateurs. Disorder, chaos, anarchy... now that's fun! [Pounds table]
Goon 2: What about Devil's Night?
Top Dollar: What about it? I started the first fires in this goddamn city. Before I knew it, every charlatan and shitheel was imitating me. Do you know what they got now? Devil's Night greeting cards. Isn't that precious? Yeah. The idea has become the institution, boys. Time to move along.
Goon 3: You don't want us to do "Light My Fire" time for the whole city?
Top Dollar: No. No, I want you to set a fire so goddamn big... the gods will notice us again. That's what I'm saying. I want all of you boys to be able to look me straight in the eye... one more time and say; “ARE WE HAVING FUN OR WHAT?!” [Points to Skank] Hey, you! What's your name?!
Skank: Huh?
Top Dollar: Skank! You don't feel that?!
Skank: I feel like a little worm on a big fucking hook! [All goons burst out laughing]
Top Dollar: “I feel like a little worm on a big fucking hook!” Well, boy, your mama must be damn proud of you! [A crow flies in and lands on table] How the hell did that thing get in here?
Eric: [Walks in] Gentlemen!
Skank: [Attempts to flee and is thwarted by Grange] That's him! Let me go! Let me go! I gotta go!
Top Dollar: [Eric kicks away chair at table head, jumps up and sits cross-legged] You're him, huh? The avenger. The killer of Killers. Nice outfit. I'm not sure about the face though.
Eric: I just want him.
Top Dollar: Well, you can't have him.
Eric: Well... I see you have made your decision. Now let's see you enforce it.
Top Dollar: Aw, this is already boring the shit out of me. Kill him! [All goons open fire at Eric who falls backwards] Ooh, that had to hurt. [All goons burst out laughing and he grabs a whiskey bottle] Well, that's that.
Goon 4: [Walks over to see Eric] That guy was crazy. [Unable to spot Eric] He's gone. [Eric appears from under table firing at all goons]
Sarah: I knew it was you. Even with the makeup. I remembered your song. You said, "it can't rain all the time". That is from your song, right? [Long pause] Come on, Eric, I know you're here. I miss you... and Shelly. Get so lonely all by myself. [Long pause] The hell with you. I thought you cared. [She turns to leave and sees Eric's shadow on the wall]
Eric: Sarah, I do care. [Sarah runs to him and they hug]
Sarah: When someone's dead, they can't come back, can they?
Sgt. Albrecht: That's what I thought. Are you referring to anyone in particular?
Sarah: You'll just think I'm nuts.
Sgt. Albrecht: Yeah, well, then maybe they'll have to lock us both up.
Sarah: You see him too?
Sgt. Albrecht: I saw somebody. Maybe it was your fairy godfather.
Sarah: [Sadly] Eric didn't come back for me. He can't be my friend anymore because, well, I'm alive.
Sgt. Albrecht: You want a friend to walk you home?
[Sarah nods]
Top Dollar: Problem is, it's all been done before. See what I'm saying?
Bad Ass Criminal: That's no reason to quit.
Top Dollar: Wrong. Best reason to quit. Only reason to quit. A man has an idea. The idea attracts others, likeminded. The idea expands, the idea becomes an institution. What was the idea? That's what's been bothering me, boys.
Various Police Officers: "Don't move!" "Hold it!" "That's all she wrote!" "Move and we shoot!"
Eric: [Raises his hands as if defeated, a tragic expression on his face. He then does a high-stepping grapevine and jumps out the window]
Myca: He has power, but it is power you can take from him.
Top Dollar: I like him already.
Myca: The crow is his link between the land of the living and the realm of the dead.
Grange: So kill the crow and destroy the man.
Sarah: You're going to say I shouldn't be in the cemetery in the middle of the night, right?
Eric: Safest place in the world to be.
Sarah: That's 'cause everybody's dead. I knew you'd come here.
Eric: It's really late, Sarah.
Sarah: You didn't say goodbye.
Eric: You're just going to have to forgive me for that.
Eric: Give me the girl and I'll let you walk out of here.
Top Dollar: Well, well. Why don't you just give me a minute to think about that, huh? [Top Dollar turns around and walks away] Nah. Fuck it. [Turns around and shoot Eric]
Eric: [Examines gunshot wound] Aw, fuck. [Falls down]
Top Dollar: Well, well, well. It does seem to me that our little life has undergone... a rather significant change in the past few minutes now. Wouldn't you agree? [Punches Eric in face] Well, for a ghost, you bleed just fine.
Grange: [Referring to crow] It's still alive.
Top Dollar: Well, then kill it!
Grange: Bye-bye, birdie. [Shoots at bird but just shoots wall and Sgt. Albrecht appears engaging Top Dollar and Grange in a gun fight]
Sarah: Are you alive?
Sgt. Albrecht: God, I need a cigarette. Everybody else dead?
Eric: You helped me. What you kept in here saved me.
Sgt. Albrecht: Thanks. Don't mention it. I've been meaning to come to church anyway. [Eric inserts cigarette into Sgt. Albrecht's mouth and he spits it out] Oh, yuck. I'm quitting as of now... if I live.
Eric: I can handle it. Don't worry.
Sgt. Albrecht: I'm not worried. Look, here's the plan. You stay in front, and when they run out of ammo, I'll arrest 'em.
Eric: That sounds like a great plan. There's just one problem. [He indicates his bleeding shoulder]
Sgt. Albrecht: Oh, shit. You're bleeding all over the place. I thought, you know, you were invincible.
Eric: [Annoyed] I was. I'm not anymore.
Sgt. Albrecht: [Sighs] Well, I guess you really will need my help, won't you?
Sgt. Albrecht: [Getting carried out of cathedral in a gurney to ambulance] At least it stopped raining, huh?
Sarah: It can't rain all the time.
Detective Torres: No, I don't believe it. This nightmare your fault, Albrecht?
Sgt. Albrecht: [To Sarah] Look, you go on home. I'm okay.
Sarah: Okay.
Detective Torres: Want to tell me what's going on?
Sgt. Albrecht: Your vigilante's up on the roof. You missed it.
Detective Torres: Get him outta here! [Sgt. Albrecht gets wheeled away]


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About The Crow (1994 film)

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It poses some really interesting questions. If you died, and then somehow a year later you had one day, two days, to come back, what would you do? ~ Brandon Lee
  • The Crow doesn't seem like a comic that Hollywood would be keen on turning into a big-budget motion picture. The title character also known as Eric Draven doesn't have much in common with Superman, Captain America or Ant-Man, who wear multi-colored costumes and fight to protect the innocent.
    Eric is angry, inconsolable and filled with hate. He kills without remorse. He knows he's a monster; he's not particularly concerned with morality. His attitude and lack of a colorful costume make him an unlikely candidate for a line of poseable action figures for kids. And yet somehow this successful underground comic book series got the green light for a movie back in 1994, long before movie executives knew that you could just throw a hunk like Ryan Reynolds in a suit and tickets would sell.
  • This is a person who has been pushed right to the limits of his ability to cope what is going on. And in a sense is quite mad sometimes... In a sense completely insane, almost in a sense that you might think of an insane person having voices. More rational voices that try to guide him...More irrational voices that come from a more emotional... More deep-seated place. I think that the crow his that rational voice, the crow is his guide.
The crow helps Eric to do what he has to do in a very practical sense; it leads him to places where he has to be, it helps him find people he has to find.
It’s a story about justice for victims.
His mission is to find the people who killed himself and his fiancée, and kill them.
Its a wonderful role, it really is a role that you can take risks with, and gives you a wonderful opportunity to take those risks & stretch, because after all can you tell me how someone who has come back from the dead will behave.
That is one of the wonderful things about playing this character, its a real.... you can really take the gloves off in playing this part because there are no rules on how a person who has come back from the dead is going to behave.
  • I was involved on the first film, but I had nothing to do with those piece of shit sequels. I really just divorced myself from those, because it really was never meant to be a franchise and they tried to turn it into this James Bond series. I can understand doing more Crow films if they just used the themes: love and loss, reckoning, retribution and justice. Those are universal themes that can be set in any time or place. BUT trying to keep repeating that first film was just a horrible mistake.
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