Seven Years in Tibet
Seven Years in Tibet

Dalai Lama: Do you listen to news from your country?
Heinrich Harrer: From Austria? No, not really. Give me some light, Kundun.
Dalai Lama: Why? It's your home.
Heinrich Harrer: Not anymore it isn't.
Dalai Lama: But don't you have friends and family there?
Heinrich

Harrer: A few friends, no family. Keep the light steady, your Holiness.
Dalai Lama: Why? Is everyone dead?
Heinrich Harrer: Do you know there's another way a sentence can be constructed than a question? I was married but I'm divorced.
Dalai Lama: What did you do?
Heinrich Harrer: I didn't want

a child so I ran away to climb a mountain.

Seven Years in Tibet
Seven Years in Tibet

Heinrich Harrer: You're a seamstress.
Pema Lhaki: I'm a tailor, sir. The only tailor in Lhasa who has been to Calcutta and can reproduce these silly costumes.

Seven Years in Tibet
Seven Years in Tibet

Heinrich Harrer: So much time to question oneself is... not good.

Seven Years in Tibet
Seven Years in Tibet

[first lines]
Heinrich Harrer: Why must you be this way? Why, why is there always a problem? It's a good question. Do you want to go home? Do you want to turn around?
Ingrid Harrer: Yes.
Heinrich Harrer: Would that make... It's the Himalayas! How long have I been talking about the Himalayas? How long?

Seven Years in Tibet
Seven Years in Tibet

Heinrich Harrer: I have nothing to do with your silly war.

Seven Years in Tibet
Seven Years in Tibet

Reporter: When are you due, Mrs. Harrer?
Ingrid Harrer: About the time my husband reaches the base camp.

Seven Years in Tibet
Seven Years in Tibet

Peter Aufschnaiter: You should have told me how bad that wound was. I should take a look at it. I can sew it up.
Heinrich Harrer: It's not your problem.
Peter Aufschnaiter: Actually it is my problem. It's my life.
Heinrich Harrer: What?
Peter Aufschnaiter: When you conceal serious

injury and put my life at risk I consider that my problem.
Heinrich Harrer: No, you put your life at risk. I saved it so shut up!
Peter Aufschnaiter: Please, it's not your place.
Heinrich Harrer: Shut up!
Peter Aufschnaiter: Next time you lie about an injury, Heinrich, you're off the team.

Heinrich Harrer: Try it.

Seven Years in Tibet
Seven Years in Tibet

Ingrid Harrer: [in a letter] Dear Heinrich. Please sign the divorce papers and send them to my lawyer. Horst and I intend to be married as soon as the divorce is finalized. As for your letter, yes, your son Rolf Harrer was born while you were climbing the mountain. He is now two years old and calls Horst papa. When he is old enough I'll tell him his real father was lost in the

Himalayas. It seems the kindest thing to say since you never wanted the child anyway. Needless to say I have to intentions resolving our differences as you suggested. They were resolved the moment you left Austria. I'm sorry you have been imprisoned in India and hope this dreadful war will soon be over for everyone's sake.

Seven Years in Tibet
Seven Years in Tibet

Heinrich Harrer: Better a dead father than a lousy father.