Bond. James Bond. I'll be back. You can’t handle the truth. Forget it Jake, it’s Chinatown. I'm going to make him an offer he can't refuse./Keep your friends close, but your enemies closer. That’s not a knife, this is a knife. Why don’t you come up and see me? May the Force be with you./Help me Obiwankenobi, you're my only hope./I'm Luke Skywalker, I'm here to rescue you./No, Luke, I am your father. I love the smell of napalm in the morning. I'm as mad as hell, and I'm not going to take this anymore. I ate his liver with some fava beans and a nice Chianti. Toto...we're not in Kansas anymore. I coulda been a contender. I am big! It's the pictures that got small. You had me at 'hello'./Show me the money. What we've got here is (a) failure to communicate. I am serious ... and don't call me Shirley. Plastics. Rosebud. Toga! Is it safe? Here's Johnny! They're here. You know how to whistle, don't you, Steve? You just put your lips together and blow. And a pair of personal favorites: You know how to dial, don’t you? You put your finger in the hole and make little tiny circles. Fuck, I'm drawing a blank now on the other. [that's not the line, I just can't remember it now. Fuck! That's not the line either.] Okay, I’ll relent, and add “Here’s looking at you, kid,” and "Frankly, my dear, I don't give a damn.”
Get your stinking paws off me, you damned dirty ape! You talkin' to me? Here's another fine mess you've gotten us into. Khaaaaaaaaan !
To me, 2001 is one of the greatest films of all time. [/Kanye West] It has very little dialogue, but it's a stunning visual experience.
Yeah, that's right. Go ahead. Talk about my height. Make it about something safe 'cause you're an emotional cripple. Your soul is dog shit. Every single fucking thing about you is ugly.
Putting those ships into those bottles, that's got to take a lot of patience, intelligence, skill, and talent. I bought this for a buck from a nine-year-old girl. Wow, shrewd and thrifty, too. ---------------------------- Does Barry Manilow know that you raid his wardrobe?
They have tsetse flies down there the size of eagles. Really. In the evening, I would stand in front of my hut and watch in horror . . . as these giant flies would pick children off the ground and carry them away. You can imaginethe pathetic quality of this. Waving these crudely fashioned brooms at these enormous flies as they carried their children off to almost certain death. Serpentine. Serpentine. -all from the same movie. Finally remembered my other personal favorite(s).
We're gonna need a bigger boat! Wake up...time to die! Mr. Dorfman... 0.2... Fat, drunk and stupid is no way to go through life, son. Can we dance wif' yo dates? They can't do that to our pledges! Only WE can do that to our pledges!
Gotta post the scene, each line builds upon the last, hands down, the funniest damn scene in a movie to come out of Canada... [YT="Can we call it a tallywhacker..?"]GIcSuyZjjIM&feature=related[/YT]
Jules: There's a passage I got memorized. Ezekiel 25:17. "The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he who, in the name of charity and good will, shepherds the weak through the valley of the darkness. For he is truly his brother's keeper and the finder of lost children. And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. And you will know I am the Lord when I lay my vengeance upon you." I been sayin' that shit for years. And if you ever heard it, it meant your ass. I never really questioned what it meant. I thought it was just a cold-blooded thing to say to a motherfucker before you popped a cap in his ass. But I saw some shit this mornin' made me think twice. Now I'm thinkin': it could mean you're the evil man. And I'm the righteous man. And Mr. .45 here, he's the shepherd protecting my righteous ass in the valley of darkness. Or it could be you're the righteous man and I'm the shepherd and it's the world that's evil and selfish. I'd like that. But that shit ain't the truth. The truth is you're the weak. And I'm the tyranny of evil men. But I'm tryin, Ringo. I'm tryin' real hard to be the shepherd.
Tony Montana:You a communist? Huh? How'd you like it, man? They tell you all the time what to do, what to think, what to feel. Do you wanna be like a sheep? Like all those other people? Baah! Baah! You wanna work eight, ten fucking hours? You own nothing, you got nothing! Do you want a chivato on every corner looking after you? Watching everything you do? Everything you say, man? Do you know I eat octopus three times a day? I got fucking octopus coming out of my fucking ears. I got the fuckin' Russian shoes my feet's comin' through. How you like that? What, you want me to stay there and do nothing? Hey, I'm no fuckin' criminal, man. I'm no puta or thief. I'm Tony Montana, a political prisoner from Cuba. And I want my fuckin' human rights, now! Tony Montana: I never fucked anybody over in my life didn't have it coming to them. You got that? All I have in this world is my balls and my word and I don't break them for no one. Do you understand? That piece of shit up there, I never liked him, I never trusted him. For all I know he had me set up and had my friend Angel Fernandez killed. But that's history. I'm here, he's not. Do you wanna go on with me, you say it. You don't, then you make a move.
Mr. Gambini? Yes, sir? That is a lucid, intelligent, well thought-out objection. Thank you, sir. Overruled.
On something of a David Mamet run at the moment. From the little seen and, imo, underrated Spartan: And from the other good Val Kilmer performance, Kiss Kiss Bang Bang
Lt. Barney Greenwald: Well, well, well! The officers of the Caine in happy celebration! Lt. Steve Maryk: What are you, Barney, kind of tight? Lt. Barney Greenwald: Sure. I got a guilty conscience. I defended you, Steve, because I found the wrong man was on trial. [pours himself a glass of wine] Lt. Barney Greenwald: So, I torpedoed Queeg for you. I *had* to torpedo him. And I feel sick about it. [drinks wine] Lt. Steve Maryk: Okay, Barney, take it easy. Lt. Barney Greenwald: You know something... When I was studying law, and Mr. Keefer here was writing his stories, and you, Willie, were tearing up the playing fields of dear old Princeton, who was standing guard over this fat, dumb, happy country of ours, eh? Not us. Oh, no, we knew you couldn't make any money in the service. So who did the dirty work for us? Queeg did! And a lot of other guys. Tough, sharp guys who didn't crack up like Queeg. Ensign Willie Keith: But no matter what, Captain Queeg endangered the ship and the lives of the men. Lt. Barney Greenwald: He didn't endanger anybody's life, you did, *all* of you! You're a fine bunch of officers. Lt. JG H. Paynter Jr.: You said yourself he cracked. Lt. Barney Greenwald: I'm glad you brought that up, Mr. Paynter, because that's a very pretty point. You know, I left out one detail in the court martial. It wouldn't have helped our case any. [to Maryk] Lt. Barney Greenwald: Tell me, Steve, after the Yellowstain business, Queeg came to you guys for help and you turned him down, didn't you? Lt. Steve Maryk: [hesitant] Yes, we did. Lt. Barney Greenwald: [to Paynter] You didn't approve of his conduct as an officer. He wasn't worthy of your loyalty. So you turned on him. You ragged him. You made up songs about him. If you'd given Queeg the loyalty he needed, do you suppose the whole issue would have come up in the typhoon? [to Maryk] Lt. Barney Greenwald: You're an honest man, Steve, I'm asking you. You think it would've been necessary for you to take over? Lt. Steve Maryk: [hesitant] It probably wouldn't have been necessary. Lt. Barney Greenwald: [muttering slightly] Yeah. Ensign Willie Keith: If that's true, then we *were* guilty. Lt. Barney Greenwald: Ah, you're learning, Willie! You're learning that you don't work with a captain because you like the way he parts his hair. You work with him because he's got the job or you're no good! Well, the case is over. You're all safe. It was like shooting fish in a barrel. [long pause; strides toward Keefer] Lt. Barney Greenwald: And now we come to the man who *should've* stood trial. The Caine's favorite author. The Shakespeare whose testimony nearly sunk us all. Tell 'em, Keefer! Lieutenant Tom Keefer: [stiff and overcome with guilt] No, you go ahead. You're telling it better. Lt. Barney Greenwald: You ought to read his testimony. He never even heard of Captain Queeg! Lt. Steve Maryk: Let's forget it, Barney! Lt. Barney Greenwald: Queeg was sick, he couldn't help himself. But you, you're *real* healthy. Only you didn't have one tenth the guts that he had. Lieutenant Tom Keefer: Except I never fooled myself, Mr. Greenwald. Lt. Barney Greenwald: I'm gonna drink a toast to you, Mr. Keefer. [pours wine in a glass] Lt. Barney Greenwald: From the beginning you hated the Navy. And then you thought up this whole idea. And you managed to keep your skirts nice, and starched, and clean, even in the court martial. Steve Maryk will always be remembered as a mutineer. But you, you'll publish your novel, you'll make a million bucks, you'll marry a big movie star, and for the rest of your life you'll live with your conscience, if you have any. Now here's to the *real* author of "The Caine Mutiny." Here's to you, Mr. Keefer. [splashes wine in Keefer's face] Lt. Barney Greenwald: If you wanna do anything about it, I'll be outside. I'm a lot drunker than you are, so it'll be a fair fight.
Dan Hedaya giving his daughter's date some advice in Clueless: "Kid, I've got a .45 and a shovel. Nobody'd miss ya."
You have some skill with a blade. The women of this country learned long ago, those without swords can still die upon them. I fear neither death nor pain. What do you fear, my lady? A cage. To stay behind bars until use and old age accept them and all chance of valor has gone beyond recall or desire. You are a daughter of kings, a shield maiden of Rohan. I do not think that will be your fate. edit - Lord of the Rings, The Two Towers
Doc, you oughtta be in bed. What the hell are you doing this for, anyway? Because Wyatt Earp is my friend. Hell, I got lots of friends. I don't.
"Spartans! Lay down your weapons!" "Persians! Come and get them!" --------------------------------------------------- "You know General, sometimes the men don't know when you're acting." "It's not important for them to know. It's only important for me to know." --------------------------------------------------- "Yeah, they're dead. They're . . . they're all messed up."
Roman Moroni: I would like to direct this to the distinguished members of the panel: You lousy cork-soakers. You have violated my farging rights. Dis somanumbatching country was founded so that the liberties of common patriotic citizens like me could not be taken away by a bunch of fargin iceholes... like yourselves. Johnny Dangerously: The years hadn't softened Moronie. He continued to murder the English Language, and anyone who got in his way. Colour Sergeant Bourne: It's a miracle. Lieutenant John Chard: If it's a miracle, Colour Sergeant, it's a short chamber Boxer Henry point 45 caliber miracle. Colour Sergeant Bourne: And a bayonet, sir, with some guts behind. Lt. General Horrocks: This is a story you will tell your grandchildren; and mightily bored they'll be. [an SS officer is approaching under a white flag] Major Harry Carlyle: Rather interesting development, sir. [to the German] Major Harry Carlyle: That's far enough! We can hear you from there! SS Panzer Officer: My general says there is no point in continuing this fighting! He wishes to discuss terms of a surrender! Major Harry Carlyle: Shall I answer him, sir? Lt. Col. John Frost: Tell him to go to hell. Major Harry Carlyle: We haven't the proper facilities to take you all prisoner! Sorry! SS Panzer Officer: [confused] What? Major Harry Carlyle: We'd like to, but we can't accept your surrender! Was there anything else? [German officer walks off]
"Beautiful morning, Sergeant-Major." "What are you, a fucking weatherman now?" "I think you ought to get yourself an M16." "Sir, if the time comes I need one there'll be plenty, lying on the ground." "Sir, Custer was a pussy. You ain't."
