Six Feet Under Season 1 quotes

Brenda

I don't want any children.

Nate

Wow! Who said anything about children?

Brenda

I was referring to you.

Ruth

Okay, I'm a terrible mother who's responsible for all your problems! Happy?

Brenda

No mistake, you guys are undertakers. You take every fucking feeling you have, put it in a box and bury it.

[to David] This is some fucked-up way to make a living, you know that?

Hey, where you from, dawg?

Rico

[to Mr. and Mrs. Bolin] One moment, please. [leaves the intake room and takes Powerful to the Wisteria Room] "Where you from"? Like in, where my parents were born? San Lorenzo, Puerto Rico. "Where you from" as in, what gang I belong to? I'll tell you what gang I belong to: the gang that's gonna help you bury your friend. The gang that's gonna be there for you and your cholos for when every other fucking home doesn't wanna deal with your tired-ass bullshit. Your friend is dead, man. Now, do you want me to help you, or do you want to just go heads up?

Okay, I'll make it simple; you either accept my offer by the end of the day or I'll make it my personal mission to bury you by the end of the month. David, you in on this suicide mission?

David

You just threatened my family.

Let's not be melodramatic.

David

What do you expect us to do? Run and hide, sell and be grateful, pack up and move?

If you're smart.

David

You have the entire Kroehner organization behind you, and what do we have? You. Because one day when your mind isn't on Fisher & Sons, I will find you or someone you love. [Gilardi laughs.] I'm not saying anyone's going to die. There are tragedies far worse things than death: things you couldn't even dream of, you spineless, candy-ass, corporate fuck. Just give me a reason. It's your decision. Are we worth the trouble, Mr. Gilardi? [Gilardi looks nervously at David.] Lunch is over, get lost.

Nate

[to Matt Gilardi] Are you deaf? [Gilardi leaves.]

[to David] You ever see sunlight, or you gotta avoid it?

Nate

This is my … uh, my girlfriend, Brenda.

Brenda

I prefer the term "fuck puppet."

Brenda

You don't really believe in God, do you?

Nate

Well yeah. I mean, I don't believe in a bearded little old man up in a cloud but I believe in something. Some sort of undefinable creative force.

Brenda

I think it's all just totally random.

Nate

Really?

Brenda

Yeah. We live, we die. Ultimately, nothing means anything.

Nate

How can you live like that?

Brenda

I don't know. Sometimes I wake up so fucking empty that I wish I'd never been born, but what choice do I have?

So I'm walking along one day, and this asshole stops me and asks me if I'm all right. He says I got a look. He'd seen a man with that same look once and had ignored it, and that man had jumped out a nine-story window. You know the reconstruction involved in a death like that? This business gets under your skin, it's like a fucking virus. They can even see it on your face, smell it on you.

Nate

What the hell is this place, this music? Since when did you listen to the Classics IV? What the hell did you do here? Who the hell are you?

So many questions. Why couldn't you ask 'em when I was still alive? It's okay, I couldn't answer most of them anyway, unlike now. Now I'm a fucking prophet.

Nate

All right.

Think I'm kiddin,' buddy boy? That's one of the perks of being dead: you know what happens after you die – and you know the meaning of life.

Nate

That seems fairly useless.

Yeah, I know – life is wasted on the living.

Nate

Could've told me you were proud of me.

Never around for me to tell, which is exactly what I was proud of you for. Therein lies your Catch-22.

Nate

So what's the meaning of life?

You really wanna know?

Nate

I don't know. Will it fuck me up if I do?

David

Thank you, Nate, I appreciate your honesty, wrapped as it was in such a bouquet of condescension.

The hardest part about my work is the fact that most people don't want a real relationship with God. Yeah, sure, they'll pray to a man nailed to a cross, but they'll – they'll ignore the gay kid who gets strung up, or the black man who gets dragged behind a car, or someone's mother living in a box.

Ruth

Is this a school trip?

Claire

No. You go to the mountains and confront fear and get in touch with your most basic self... It looks good on your college application.

Well, religion is politics, David. Jesus was a revolutionary, threatened those in power, and they had him assassinated. And they'd do the same thing to him today.

Algebra forces your mind to solve problems logically. It's one of the only perfect sciences—

Claire

You think the world runs on logic? Come on. Open your eyes.