Based on Peter Hoeg's bestseller, this film is set in snowy Copenhagen where a small boy is found dead after he fell off a roof. Smilla Jasperson, a close friend who lives in the same house... See full summary¬†¬Ľ

Mechanic: Smilla, why does such a nice person have such a rough mouth?
Smilla: I'm sorry I've given you the impression it's my mouth that's rough. I try to be rough all over.
Smilla: You know, Benja, one day that tight behind and those pert little boobs are going to start sagging. And when they do, my wonderful wealthy father is going to drop you and find someone else.
Benja: [Stung] I don't care! Besides, by then you'll be dead of old age.
Smilla: I don't celebrate Christmas, it doesn't mean anything to me.
Jakkelsen: Everyone thinks you're a cop. Is that what you're doing here, spying on me?
Smilla: Actually, I came for a quick fuck, but you spoiled it by talking.
Smilla: The only thing that makes me truly happy is mathematics. Snow, ice, and numbers.
Tork: Death is always a waste. But sometimes it's the only way to arouse people.
Smilla: I don't say this to hurt your feelings but you really stink.
Jakkelsen: No way. I get claustrophobic. I'm not kidding.
Smilla: You're not going. I am.
Jakkelsen: I get claustrophobic for other people too man.
Smilla: The number system is like human life. First you have the natural numbers. The ones that are whole and positive. Like the numbers of a small child. But human consciousness expands. The child discovers longing. Do you know the mathematical expression for longing? The negative numbers. The formalization of the feeling that you're missing something.
[On the subject of love]
Smilla: I've been trying to avoid it all my life, so now it's here I just want to renounce it.
Smilla: The way you have a sense of God, I have a sense of snow.
Elsa Lubing: The Devil assumes many forms.
Smilla: It's one of those forms that I'm looking for.

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