30 Best Vicky Cristina Barcelona Quotes

Juan: We are meant for each other and not meant for each other. It's a contradiction.

Cristina: How long is she going to stay here?
Juan: Christina, I know - this is not what you had in mind.
Cristina: No.
Juan: But, she has to stay with us.
Cristina: I understand. I understand.
Juan: She has no one else.
Cristina: I understand. It's only for a short time.
Juan: Yes, a few months, at most.
Cristina: She's staying for a few months?

Juan: Well, now that the day's almost over, is it reasonable of me to ask you if you'll both join me in my room?
Vicky: Oh, come on, I thought we'd settled that.
Cristina: Vicky's just trying to say that she's engaged to be married, that's all.
Juan: Great. Then these are her last days of freedom.
Vicky: No. Look, I'm not free. I'm committed. You know what my theory is? And when I drink, I get brutally frank. I think that you're still hurting from the failure of your marriage to Maria Elena, and you're trying to lose yourself in empty sex.
Juan: Empty sex? Do you have such a low opinion of yourself?

Vicky: Let's not get into one of those turgid, categorical, imperative arguments.

Vicky: So, uh, tell me why, why won't your father publish his poems?
Juan: Well, because, ungh, he hates the world and that's his way of getting back at them, to create beautiful works and then to deny them to the public, which I think it's...
Vicky: My god.
Juan: Hmmm.
Vicky: Oh, what makes him so angry toward the human race?
Juan: Because after thousands of years of civilization they still haven't learned to love.

Juan: When I saw you across the room at the art gallery, I noticed you have - beautiful lips. Very full, very sexual.
Cristina: Thank you.

[last lines]
Narrator: Vicky returned home to have her grand wedding to Doug. To the house they finally planned to settle in. And to lead the life she envisioned for herself, before that summer in Barcelona. Cristina continued searching... certain only, of what she didn't want.

Cristina: I am here to go to bed with you. You're right. So, you're pretty much home free, unless you - blow it.
Juan: Blow it?
Cristina: Yeah.
Juan: *Blow* it - you mean ruin the moment?
Cristina: Yeah.
Juan: How would I do that?
Cristina: I don't know. It could be anything from some inane comment to wearing the wrong kind of shorts. Although, some how, by looking at you, I think you're wearing the right kind of shorts.

Cristina: You got to admire his no bull shit approach.
Vicky: What are you talking about? It's all bull shit!

Cristina: [Looking at a sculpture of Jesus] Are you very religious?
Juan: No, no, no, no, I'm not. The trick is to enjoy life, accepting it has no meaning whatsoever.
Cristina: No meaning? You don't think that authentic love gives life meaning?
Juan: Yes, but love is so transient. Isn't it? I was in love with a most incredible woman... and then in the end...
Vicky: Yes?
Juan: She put a knife into me.
Cristina: My God, that's terrible!
Vicky: Well, maybe you did something to deserve it.

Cristina: I can't guarantee the love-making, because I happen to be very moody.
Juan: Let's not negotiate like a contract. I came over here with no subterfuge and presented my best offer.

Juan: You also admire Spanish guitar, I hear?
Vicky: Yes! Yes, I love the guitar.
Juan: Would you like to go to hear some wonderful guitar tonight?
Vicky: Tonight? Well, it's a little late and, you know, I'm a little wobbly from the wine.
Juan: You said you could hold your alcohol? Besides, we leave tomorrow.
Vicky: Okay, sure.

Maria: You'll always seek to duplicate what we had. You know it.

Cristina: It's so apparent to me that you and Juan Antonio are still in love - when I see you together.
Maria: Our love, our love will last forever. It's forever. But, it just doesn't work. That's why it will always be romantic. Because, it cannot be be complete.
Cristina: It can't be complete because, you know, I'm getting in the way or, I don't know, I feel like...
Maria: Before you - before you we used to cause each other so much pain, so much suffering. Without you, all this would not be possible. You know why? Because you are the missing ingredient. You are like the tint, that added to the palate, makes the color beautiful.

Vicky: You said you were looking at my face. Why?
Juan: Why were you looking at mine?
Vicky: Was I?
Juan: You probably saw my tears.
Vicky: Yeah. I'm a little out of control.
Juan: I was looking at your face because I find it very beautiful.
Vicky: You do?
Juan: Of course, I do. Of course, I do. And you know I do.
[kiss]

Cristina: This would be a great way to get to know him.
Vicky: No! It's not! I'm not going to Oviedo with this - with this charmingly candid wife-beater. You find his aggressiveness attractive; but, I don't.

Juan: American?
Cristina: I'm Cristina, and this is my friend Vicky.
Juan: What color are your eyes?
Cristina: Uh, they're blue.
Juan: Well, I'd like to invite you both to come with me to Oviedo.
Vicky: To come where?
Juan: To Oviedo. For the weekend. We leave in one hour.
Cristina: What- Where is Oviedo?
Juan: A very short flight.
Vicky: By plane?
Juan: Mmm-hmm.
Cristina: What's in Oviedo?
Juan: I go to see a sculpture, that is very inspiring to me. A very beautiful sculpture. You will love it.
Vicky: Oh, right. you're asking us to fly to Oviedo and back.
Juan: Mmmm. No, we'll spend the weekend. I mean, I'll show you around the city, and we'll eat well. We'll drink good wine. We'll make love.
Vicky: Yeah, who exactly is going to make love?
Juan: Hopefully, the three of us.

Vicky: Oh, God, look, I wouldn't call our reluctance to leap at your sexual offer being over-analytical. If you would care to join us for some recognized form of social interaction, like a drink, then we'd be fine, but otherwise, I think you should try, you know, offering to some other table.
Juan: Mm-hm. What offended you about the offer? Surely not that I find you both beautiful and desirable.
Vicky: Offended me, no. It's very amusing, galling, to be honest,

Juan: Why not? Life is short. Life is dull. Life is full of pain. And this is a chance for something special.

Cristina: If you don't start undressing me soon this is going to turn into a panel discussion.

Narrator: During the conversation, an awkward moment occurred.

Maria: I don't like her for you! I don't trust her! And you know I always have your best interests.
Juan: Well, not when you're trying to kill me.
Maria: Oh, that.
Juan: Yeah, that. That small detail. Yes.

Juan: What do you want in life besides a man with the right shorts?
Cristina: I don't know. I know I'm not going to settle till I find what I'm looking for.
Juan: Which is - what?
Cristina: Something - I want someone, something different, something more, some sort of counterintuitive love.
Juan: Meaning?
Cristina: Meaning - I don't know. I don't know what I want. I only know what I don't want.

Judy: Vicky... you're, you're getting your master's in something within...
Vicky: Yeah, my master's in, uh, Catalan identity.
Judy: Ah well.
Mark: What do you plan on doing with that?
Vicky: Oh... God, I don't know, uh, maybe teaching, maybe curating.
Judy: Well... you don't have to do something, you know.But she's marrying this wonderful man in the fall and all of her conflicts will be resolved when he makes her pregnant.

Juan: Judy Nash says you are having an unhappy life.
Vicky: Well, she's talking about herself.
Juan: Maybe you will understand more about your own feelings once we've made love.
Vicky: Yeah or less.

Maria: You're still searching for me in every woman.
Juan: That is not true, Maria Elena. I was in Oviedo some weeks ago with a woman who was the antithesis of you. An American, and something beautiful happened with her. So you're mistaken.
Maria: You'll always seek to duplicate what we had. You know it.

[first lines]
Narrator: Vicky and Cristina decided to spend the summer in Barcelona. Vicky was completing her master's in Catalan Identity, which she had become interested in through her great affection for the architecture of Gaudí. Cristina, who spent the last six months writing, directing, and acting in a 12-minute film which she then hated, had just broken up with yet another boyfriend and longed for a change of scenery. Everything fell into place when a distant relative of Vicky's family who lived in Barcelona offered to put both girls up for July and August. The two best friends had been close since college and shared the same tastes and opinions on most matters, yet when it came to the subject of love, it would be hard to find two more dissimilar viewpoints. Vicky had no tolerance for pain and no lust for combat. She was grounded and realistic. Her requirements in a man were seriousness and stability. She had become engaged to Doug because he was decent and successful and understood the beauty of commitment.
Vicky: [while talking on her cellphone to Doug] Yeah, I miss you, too.
Narrator: Cristina, on the other hand, expected something very different out of love. She had reluctantly accepted suffering as an inevitable component of deep passion, and was resigned to putting her feelings at risk. If you asked her what it was she was gambling her emotions on to win, she would not have been able to say. She knew what she didn't want, however, and that was exactly what Vicky valued above all else.

Julio: What do you hear of Maria Elena?
Juan: Eh, Maria Elena. Maria Elena's still living with the architect in Madrid.
Julio: That woman was the best. I still have erotic dreams about her, at my age.
Juan: She also loved you very much, Papa.

Juan: We were both sure that... our relation was perfect, but there was something missing. You know? Like, love requires such a perfect balance. It's... like the human body. It may turn that you have all the vitamins and minerals, but if... there is minus a single, tiny ingredient... missing, like, like, like, like, ooh, like salt, for example... one dies.
Cristina: Salt?

[repeated line]
Juan: Speak English!