On Friday, a single e-mail blips through the Internet. The word spreads quickly through the city: the party is on. Saturday evening, two hundred people secretly converge at an abandoned San Francisco warehouse. As the sun sets the records start spinning, setting into motion a night that no one will forget. Meet David Turner, a Midwest transplant. He moved to the city with aspirations of starting his career as a writer but his hopes have stalled. After four years he finds himself writing instruction manuals for a computer company. Overworked and with little social life, David spends his time alone, his dream of being a novelist a distant memory. That night, his brother Colin Turner invites him to GROOVE. Colin has a surprise for his new girlfriend, young raver sprite Harmony Stitts, and he wants David there. David reluctantly agrees and is shocked when Colin proposes to Harmony at the party. In the ensuing celebration, they take Ecstasy and suddenly, David is thrust into the world of the San Francisco underground. In a chance encounter, David meets longtime New York raver Leyla Heydel and makes an unlikely connection. Through their budding relationship, they're reminded of a sense of possibility and freedom in their lives they had all but forgotten. But as the party rages on, Colin reveals a deep secret, one that threatens to destroy his relationship with Harmony. When the sun rises the party disappears, and the chaos of the last twelve hours changes the two brothers forever.
Memorable quotes for Groove :
[Bill is passing up all drugs but marijuana for the night]
Bill: Baked, not fried... the healthy choice.
Ernie: Guy, if there's one thing you learn tonight, I hope it's this: The shit ain't over 'till the last record spins.
Todd: Dude... When did you get all Haight-Ashbury on me? I mean - you used to listen to Nitzer-Ebb!
Cliff: I was 12, and I was a Nazi.
Cliff: I was 12, and I was a Nazi.
[the party organizers are discussing the area surrounding their warehouse]
Guy: Oh, wait a minute, I got one more thing.
Ernie: What's that?
Guy: Police station's three blocks away.
Ernie: Remember: no obstacles... only challenges.
Guy: Oh, wait a minute, I got one more thing.
Ernie: What's that?
Guy: Police station's three blocks away.
Ernie: Remember: no obstacles... only challenges.
Guy: Why do you do this to yourself? Don't even get paid, risk getting arrested, for what?
Ernie: You don't know?
Guy: No.
Ernie: The Nod.
Guy: The Nod?
Ernie: Happens to me at least once every party. Some guy comes up to me and says "Thank you for making this happen... I needed this. This really meant something to me." And they nod... and I nod back.
Guy: [scoffs] ... That's it?
Ernie: That's it.
Ernie: You don't know?
Guy: No.
Ernie: The Nod.
Guy: The Nod?
Ernie: Happens to me at least once every party. Some guy comes up to me and says "Thank you for making this happen... I needed this. This really meant something to me." And they nod... and I nod back.
Guy: [scoffs] ... That's it?
Ernie: That's it.
[Todd reads a piece of paper handed to him by a candy raver]
Todd: "Love is the reason... PLUR"?
Cliff: "PLUR" - Peace, Love, Unity and Respect.
Todd: [swallows a hit of Ecstasy] ... Well, bring on the love.
Todd: "Love is the reason... PLUR"?
Cliff: "PLUR" - Peace, Love, Unity and Respect.
Todd: [swallows a hit of Ecstasy] ... Well, bring on the love.
Cliff: 'E' or 'A'?
Raver: 'A'. I'd like to solve the puzzle. "Lysergic Acid Diethylamide".
Raver 2: Tell him what he's won.
Cliff: [handing Raver a hit of acid] An all-expense-paid trip to your cerebral cortex. Thanks for playing.
Title Card: [Anthony spies Colin after a drugged-up tryst with him]
Anthony Mitchell: Hey Colin. Maybe I'll see you out again sometime. Wanna give me your number, or...?
Colin Turner: Look. I don't normally... do that sort of thing, OK?
Anthony Mitchell: What, you don't have a phone?
Anthony Mitchell: Hey Colin. Maybe I'll see you out again sometime. Wanna give me your number, or...?
Colin Turner: Look. I don't normally... do that sort of thing, OK?
Anthony Mitchell: What, you don't have a phone?
Dance Floor DJ #2: The sweet cotton candy kiss of transcendental bliss...
Cliff: Pot and beer. They fuck you up. This enhances you. Heightened awareness of your senses, especially touch, a feeling of connection... openness... honesty. It's like being a kid.
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