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Purse Thief: [Devon is holding on to his leg] What are you going to do about this?
Nick: This? I'm going to kill this.

Gen. Quoc: Braddock! Braddock! Boogie Eye! Boogie Eye!

Littlejohn: Don't step on toes, Braddock!
Col. James Braddock: I don't step on toes, Littlejohn, I step on *necks*!

[Elliott sneaks into Holly's bedroom]
Holly: Elliott! What kind of idiotic joke is this? You scared the shit out of me!
Elliott: I'm the victim of a nocturnal rapture. I have to release my lowest instincts with a woman.
Holly: [Punches Elliott in the groin] Release your instincts in the bathroom.
Elliott: Are you nuts? You tryin' to turn me into a homo?
Holly: Wouldn't be too hard. If my father discovers you here, he'd cut off your little nuts and eat them. He can't stand you.

Diana: Joshua is not a little shit, he's just very sensitive.

Sheriff Freak: Is it ready?
Man with bowl: [stiring bowl of white goop] Here it iiiiis nice and creamyyyyy...

Here's an example...

Andrew Largeman: You know that point in your life when you realize that the house that you grew up in isn't really your home anymore? All of the sudden even though you have some place where you can put your stuff that idea of home is gone.
Sam: I still feel at home in my house.
Andrew Largeman: You'll see when you move out it just sort of happens one day one day and it's just gone. And you can never get it back. It's like you get homesick for a place that doesn't exist. I mean it's like this rite of passage, you know. You won't have this feeling again until you create a new idea of home for yourself, you know, for you kids, for the family you start, it's like a cycle or something. I miss the idea of it. Maybe that's all family really is. A group of people who miss the same imaginary place.

Chappy Sinclair: And shut down that music!
Doug Masters: It'll screw up my rhythm.
Chappy Sinclair: If you don't shut it down, I'll screw up somethin' else!

Col. Nakesh: Now you may deal directly with me now; Colonel Nakir Nakesh!
Doug Masters: And you can deal with me; Doug Masters!

my pick

[while briefing Doug on what to say when he needs to the Tanker in mid air, Chappy wants him to use a deeper voice like his]
Doug Masters: Dis is da Bluebird, I be ready to refuel

Jackson: Listen to what I'm saying. With your skills, we could make some easy money.
Joe: Jackson, I don't want to fight, I hate crowds, and I don't need money.

Ortega: This is Shinyuki. I found him in the jungle when I bought the estate, dressed in the uniform of a Japanese soldier, unaware for many years that the war was over. He never says a word.

Joe: Kobudera!
Shinyuki: The Kobudera. Ninja magic. Ninjitsu-to, the ability to seem invisible to cause fear and paralisis in your enemies.
Shinyuki: You are ready, my son. I will be with you indeed and in my heart. Follow the Bushido.
Joe: I will honor the code, father.
Shinyuki: The Black Star Ninja has betrayed the code.
Joe: Then... he must die.

Black Star ninja: Who is he?
Colonel Hickock: He's a new recruit, he just got here yesterday. I don't even know his name!
Black Star ninja: He posses great skills!

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Barry: Nobody likes me. Why would he?

Master Stone: Chuck Norris? Chuck Norris? He doesn't compete anymore kid, and the main reason, one of the main reasons he doesn't compete anymore is me. He doesn't compete 'cause I would kick his ass.

Barry: Milk.
Kelly Stone: [loud laughter] Hey, how 'bout some cookies?

Mr. Lee: I have something for you.
[takes off Barry's shirt]

Jerry Gabrewski: My son has asthma!

Kwame: Let our powers combine. Earth.
Wheeler Sloane: Fire
Linka: Wind
Gi: Water
Ma-Ti: Heart
Kwame, Wheeler Sloane, Linka, Gi, Ma-Ti: Go Planet!
Captain Planet: By your powers combined I am Captain Planet.

Hawkins: What's he saying?
Leary: Something about your mother.
[Hawkins lowers his gun and slightly alters his aim, hitting the terrorist directly in the forehead with a well-aimed shot]
Hawkins: NEVER talk about Mom...

Pilot: Lieutenant, you guys are incredible. Thank you.
Curran: There's no reason to thank us because we don't exist. You never saw us. This never happened.
Hawkins: One more thing: you're welcome.

Jerry: It is not longer my life that matters. I am not fat, I am not lazy. Davidge... I await a new life.
Davidge: A new life? From where?
[Jerry uncovers his abdomen]
Davidge: Oh, my God... Oh, my God, are you telling me you're pregnant?

Davidge: You know something, Jerry? Your great Shismar ain't shit!
Jerry: [angry] Earthman, your Mickey Mouse is one big stupid dope!
[Davidge tries not to laugh]

Ascalante: Your bride is over 3,000 years old.
Kull: She told me she was 19!

[repeated line]
Zareta: [to Kull] Shall I undress now?

Ascalante: I cannot take a man's life.
Kull: Now you're telling me?

Kull: With this axe, I rule!

Royal Eunich: You see, m'lord, every noble has brought the prize of his house. Fanara, from the House of Balin. As pure as virgin snow.
Kull: [Kull looks closely at her] We've met.
[walks away]
Kull: She's not that pure.
Royal Eunich: Shh.

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Mike Brody: I don't believe it. She got him in the water.
Kathryn Morgan: Never underestimate the power.

Charlene Tutt: He don't sleep in, he don't live in! You tell Shelby Overman for me he can take a flying leap in a rolling doughnut on a gravel driveway!

[Hercules is walking through a cavern where dozens of Arachne's cocooned victims are bound in spider's web]
Hercules: This is one big web site.

Hercules: Once you have harpies you can't get rid of them.
Autolycus: I hate to break it to you, big guy, you've got harpies.

Garden fuckin' State.

I just rented Enemy Mine! I'm gonna watch it tomorrow.

[just before Johnny fights Daniel in the tournament]
Kreese: Sweep the leg.
[Johnny stares at him in shock]
Kreese: Do you have a problem with that?
Johnny: No, Sensei.
Kreese: No mercy.

Daniel: Hey, you got a name?
Ali Mills: Ali... with an I. Hey, what's your name?
Daniel: Daniel... with an L

Murdock: Rambo, I swear to God, I didn't know it was supposed to happen like this. It was just supposed to be another assignment!
Rambo: Mission... accomplished. You know there's more men out there and you know where they are. Find'em. Or I'll find you.

John Rambo: Mission... accomplished.
[thrusts knife into table]

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hahaha

Dr. Herbert West: Blasphemy? Before what? God? A God repulsed by the miserable humanity he created in His own image? I will not be shackled by the failures of your God. The only blasphemy is to wallow in insignificance. I have taken refuse of your God's failures and I have triumphed. There! THERE! Is my creation!

Dr. Herbert West: Pure potentiality, the primordial ooze from which life originates.

Dr. Herbert West: He's a wife-beater, Dan! Use the gun!

Dr. Herbert West: I created what no man's mind nor woman's womb could ever hope to achieve.

Ray Tango: Rambo? Rambo's a pussy.

[Tango has just stuck a grenade down a bad guy's pants]
Ray Tango: My contribution to birth control.

Ray Tango: When this is over, we have to pay Jabba the Hutt here a visit.
Gabriel Cash: I'll bring the chainsaw.
Ray Tango: I'll bring the beer.

Bomowski: Stop or my mom will shoot!

Tutti Bomowski: His ass was the grass and I was the lawnmower.

lol

Uncle Vester: Boy, just be yourself. If people don't like you for being yourself... FUCK 'EM! Let me tell you something. I scored with a girl when I was about your age. I try to please her peppa all the time; wen' out my *way* to please her peppa. I came in one day, I said, "Nice weather we having." He said, "You can't say that. You can't say that; it might rain." I said, "Nice tie you got on." "You can't say that; wife try to choke me with it." Point I'm trying to tell you, son, is be yourself. People who don't like ya for being yourself... FUCK 'EM! FUCK 'EM against the wall, with handcuffs on and crises on their lips!

Butcher: First of all, you need to calm the fuck down and go gargle funky.

Stinky: Stinky man ,my name's Stinky.

Showboat: It's 2 o'clock. Do you know where your testicles are?

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Prologue/Opening Narration: Soviet Union suffers worst wheat harvest in 55 years... Labor and food riots in Poland. Soviet troops invade... Cuba and Nicaragua reach troop strength goals of 500,000. El Salvador and Honduras fall... Greens Party gains control of West German Parliament. Demands withdrawal of nuclear weapons from European soil... Mexico plunged into revolution... NATO dissolves. United States stands alone.

Mayor Bates: [in Mayor Bates' office, where he is being questioned by Colonel Bella] Daryl, he wouldn't hurt a fly. I know my son, Colonel. He's not the guerrilla type.
Colonel Ernesto Bella: According to records, Mayor... your son is a prominent student leader.
Mayor Bates: Yes, well... he's a leader, but not in a violent or physical way. You see, Daryl... he's more of a politician, like his father.
Colonel Ernesto Bella: A member of an elite paramilitary organization: "Eagle Scouts."

Night Slasher: The court is civilized, isn't it pig?
Cobretti: But I'm not. This is where the law stops and I start - sucker!

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Marion Cobretti: You're the disease, and I'm the cure.

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Chief Halliwell: Cobretti, do know you have an attitude problem?
Marion Cobretti: Yeah, but it's just a LITTLE one!

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Supermarket Killer: Get back! I got a bomb here! I'll blow this whole place up!
Marion Cobretti: Go ahead. I don't shop here.

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Gonzales: You know, when this is over with, I'd like to celebrate, by punching a hole in Monte's chest!
Marion Cobretti: You know what the trouble with you is? You're too violent!

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Cobretti: Hey dirtbag, you wasted that kid for nothing. Now I think it's time to waste you!

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Cobretti: As long as we play by these bullshit rules and the killer doesn't, we're gonna lose!

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Gonzales: You're such a liar.
Cobretti: Watch your mouth. You're in public!

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Night Slasher: You want to go to hell? Huh, pig? You want to go to hell with me? It doesn't matter, does it? We are the hunters. We kill the weak so the strong survive. You can't stop the New World. Your filthy society will never get rid of people like us. It's breeding them! WE ARE THE FUTURE!
Marion Cobretti: No!
[aims his gun]
Marion Cobretti: You're history.

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Marion Cobretti: You know that's bad for your health?
Punk smoking cigarette: What?
[looking threatening]
Marion Cobretti: [grabs cigarette away from punk's mouth] Me.
[pause]
Marion Cobretti: You need a new image.
[Cobra looks at punk's shirt, pulls it till it rips and then walks away with a smirk on his face]

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Night Slasher: Let's bleed, pig!

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Cobretti: I don't deal with psychos. I put 'em away.

Under Siege 3 (2007)

Plot Outline: Casey Ryback is sent on a mission to take out Muslim terrorists who have taken over a flight from Israel to USA.

i watched under siege 2 on tv a few weeks ago, it was pretty bitchin' IMO. a lot better than i expected!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Novelist Catherine Tramell (Stone) is once again in trouble with the law, and Scotland Yard appoints psychiatrist Dr. Andrew Glass (Morrissey) to evaluate her. Though, like Detective Nick Curran before him, Glass is entranced by Tramell and lured into a seductive game.

[Referring to dead bodies]
Amber: They're running men. Last season's winners.
Fireball: No. Last season's losers.

Amber: I warn you I get sick. Car sick, air sick. And I'm going to throw up all over *you*.
Richards: That's OK. On this shirt it won't show.

Ben Richards: Now I'm gonna untie you, and then you're gonna get dressed, and then you're gonna come with me.
Amber: Oh yeah? But why should I?
Ben Richards: Because I'm gonna say "please"...
[Arnold tears up the bench Amber is tied to from the floor it was bolted to]
Amber: Well, why didn't you say so?

Ben Richards: Killian! I'll be back!
Damon Killian: Only in a rerun.

Damon Killian: You bastard! Drop dead!
Ben Richards: I don't do requests.

Ben Richards: Killian, here's your Subzero, now plain zero.

Ben Richards: [after strangling Sub-Zero with barbed wire)] What a pain in the neck.

Amber: [after Richards cut Buzzsaw in half with a chain saw] What happened to Buzzsaw?
Ben Richards: He had to split.

Ben Richards: I live to see you eat that contract, but I hope you leave enough room for my fist because I'm going to ram it into your stomach and break your god-damn spine!

Amy: You're lucky he didn't kill you too. Or rape you then kill you... or kill you then rape you.

Dynamo: Thought it was pretty funny out there in the zone? What's the matter now bitch, why aren't you laughing?
Amber: Because there's nothing funny about a dickless moron with a battery up his ass.

Ben Richards: [trying to get Dynamo's attention] Hey, Lighthead! Hey, Christmas Tree!

Amber: [seeing Fireball enter the game] Jesus Christ!
Ben Richards: [seeing Fireball discharge a burst from his flamethrower] Guess again!

Parks USAF Meteor Chaser: You're not dealing with science fiction. You're dealing with science fact!

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From Free Willy 3: The Rescue (1997)

Drew: What are you doing?
Jesse: Making a call. Willy likes the sound of my harmonica playing. When he hears it, he knows it's me.
Drew: Oh, so you think your gonna play that sound on the hydrophone
Jesse: Uh huh.
Drew: And he's just gonna come running.
Jesse: Uh huh.
Drew: From miles away.
Jesse: Yeah.
Drew: Okay.

Jesse: Those guys are going after the whole pod tonight! Willy, Nicky, Nicky's baby... can I ask you a question?
Randolph: Ten years in jail.
Jesse: What?
Randolph: The penalty for "borrowing" a boat that doesn't belong to you. It's called piracy. Do not pass Go. Do not collect 200 dollars.
Jesse: You're right. It was a bad idea.
Randolph: Let's do it.

Max: Why do you care, anyway?
Jesse: If one of your friends was in trouble, wouldn't you try to help him?
Max: If I could.
Jesse: My friends are whales.

Whaler: So what're you gonna be when you grow up?
Max: Your boss.

Jesse: I lied.
Max: Big whoop.
Jesse: I'm not a whaler.
Max: So?
Jesse: I'm actually the opposite.
Max: You're a whale?

Colonel Madden: [to the rebel leader] First rule when dealing with the devil: don't.
[shoots him]

Colonel Madden: [speaking of the hut Solo's in] Blow it.
Rebel Leader: I've got men in there!
Colonel Madden: Not anymore.
[Boom!]

Dr. Bill Stewart, Solo's Designer: I should've stayed in college.

Colonel Madden: [to Solo who is holding the Colonel horizontally above his head] How's it gonna feel if you kill me?
Solo: Good question, let's find out.
[then drops the Colonel on his knee, breaking his spine with a crunch]

Improved Solo: You fought well for a flawed unit.
Improved Solo: [to Solo thinking he *was* dying] You ceased to function!
Solo: No, I bluffed!

General Clyde Haynes: [talking about the two Solo Droids] Two Billion Dollars down the crapper!

Improved Solo: [whilst strangling Miguel the Kid with right hand] Little Humans!

Kazaam: Grab my belly and make a wish.

Nick Connor: You get no second chances in life, no second chances.

Max Connor: You smell like hippopotamus butt.

Alice Connor: That's right, it's poisoned. I figured if I ended your suffering, mine would end too.

Kazaam: I am... Kazaam!

Kazaam: Is that a wish?

Kazaam: That's not a wish, that's an insult!

Dr. Haverston: There are no grades... in this kind of test!

Fallon: The last thing we need is a biotech panic about chickens!

Dr. Jane Tiptree: The earth was not made for us - she was made for the dinosaurs.

Sheriff Fowler: I just want some peace and quiet.

'Doc' Smith: It's heading this way!

[about to kill the dinosaur]
'Doc' Smith: I hate wildlife!

Dr. Sterling Raven: Isn't that the freshest, juciest blueberry pie you've ever tasted?
Senator: [nods]
Dr. Sterling Raven: You see, it's all done with a little bit of scientific magic. Every single blueberry is coated with a thick layer of goat embryonic fluid...
Senator: [vomits]

Rosalie: Hey, you got the elevator fixed, Frankie.
Frank: Hey, not for you, Rosie. There's still a one-ton load limit.

Dr. David Grant: Colonel, grab my hand!
[Colonel Travis reaches his hand but falls back down]
Dr. David Grant: Colonel, were not gonna make it!
Lieutenant Colonel Austin Travis: You are.
[Colonel Travis shuts himself in and is sucked out of the plane to his death]

Fester: Marcus, score us some nacho chips and some radical salsa.
Marcus: Dude!
Fester: None of that green stuff.
Marcus: Radical!
Hammer: Dude!

John Grizzly: When I get to the table, that person, I don't care who they are, they're my mortal enemy. I hate them.

Harry Bosco: My whole body is an engine. This is a fireplug
[makes a fist]
Harry Bosco: ... and I'm gonna light him up.

Lincoln Hawk: Tell you the truth, the truck is, uh, you know, the most important thing for me. I... I don't really... it doesn't matter if I, uh, become the champion or anything. That's, that's not the most important... I... I need this truck.

Rubber Duck: Piss on you, and piss on your law.

Melissa: Well I think I've had just about enough of this, thank you very much. I'll think I'll take my things and GET OUT. If you'll pull over to the side, I'm sure I can hitch a ride very easily... Weren't you listening to me? I said I'm ready to get out!
Rubber Duck: You want out? We're being chased. You want out? Jump.

Melissa: You want to add the Mann Act to your collection?
Rubber Duck: Mann Act's for 18 year olds, not someone who's seen the better side of thirty!

Lyle "Dirty Lyle" Wallace: You oughta be shot right where you're standing! So help me if I had a gun, I'd do it myself!
Rubber Duck: That badge would make it alright, wouldn't it?

New Mexico Gov. Jerry Haskins: A lonely breed. Hard men, proud men. Not too proud to cry nor shed a tear. The living embodiment of the American cowboy tradition. Ladies and gentleman, we are gathered here today to honor this great native American son his gave his life for a cause so vital to us all. Like so many great Americans before him had. As you can see, these truckers, are going to start passing paying their respects to their loss comrade, the Rubber Duck. In their Macks, their Jimmies, K-Woppers, fruitliners, garbage trucks, dump trucks and even limosines. Truckers all. From the covered wagons and trains to the 18-wheelers that keeps this country alive. This controlled individualism, made this cause so vital, that I promise to take it to Washington and present to the Senate myself.

Melissa: But they're all following you.
Rubber Duck: [looks at Melissa then road] No, they ain't. I'm just in front of them.

Matthew: No, he's not a stranger. He's just strange.
[On Matthew's behavior]

Chester: A girl doesn't give the opposing team the finger. A girl doesn't call the referee a blind bastard. A girl doesnt slap another girl on the ass and say, "You're hot stuff!" And a girl doesn't say "I gotta take a leak so bad I can taste it!"

Chester: Women are a beautiful bed of flowers.
[punk girl walks by]
Chester: Of course there's a weed here and there.

Memorable Quotes from
Midnight Tease (1994)

Mantra: God, I hate men... maybe I'll become a lesbian. On second thought, I hate women, too.

Amy: Do you really think I'll get to dance someday?

Samantha: I take off my clothes for hundreds of men every night. Sometimes I even LIKE IT.

OH NOES

Hossein: You come upstairs with me for an interview.

Janice Kent: Like hell, let go of me.

Hossein: You want to say no?

Janice Kent: No, Hossein is an asshole.

Hossein: WHAT DID YOU CALL ME?

Janice Kent: Do you want me to spell it out for you?

Frank Dux: [prevents Hossein from smacking Janice Kent] Leave the girl alone.

Hiro: He's the American shit head who makes tricks with bricks!

Ray Jackson: Guess the Kumite starts one day earlier this year, huh fellas?

Leroy: He came at me like an airplane or something!

Leroy: Just because a man's lying down doesn't mean he's dead!

Leroy: Yeah, and maybe the President will make me Secretary of Pussy.

Fool: That X-ray lady's back, she's out back right now by the van. She's got a man with her the size of Detroit.

Fool: Your father's one sick mother. Actually your mother is one sick mother too.

Leroy: We done popped this house's cherry.

Man: May they burn in hell.
Woman: Forever and ever in hell.

Woman: You didn't lick this, did you?

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I'm disappointed they don't have the choicest Ving Rhames quote of something like "12, huh? Too old to get tit, too young to get pussy."

Eddie Jessup: The purpose of our suffering is only more suffering.
Arthur Rosenberg: The way I feel, I don't expect to go to sleep for a year. I'm on fucking fire!

Eddie Jessup: What dignifies the Yogic practices is that the belief system itself is not truly religious. There is no Buddhist God per se. It is the Self, the individual Mind, that contains immortality and ultimate truth.
Emily Jessup: What the hell is not religious about that? You've simply replaced God with the Original Self.
Eddie Jessup: Yes, but we've localized it. Now I know where the Self is. It's in our own minds. It's a form of human energy. Our atoms are six billion years old. We've got six billion years of memory in our minds.

Eddie Jessup: Memory is energy! It doesn't disappear - it's still in there. There's a physiological pathway to our earlier consciousnesses. There has to be; and I'm telling you it's in the goddamned limbic system.
Mason Parrish: You're a whacko!
Eddie Jessup: What's whacko about it, Mason? I'm a man in search of his true self. How archetypically American can you get? We're all trying to fulfill ourselves, understand ourselves, get in touch with ourselves, face the reality of ourselves, explore ourselves, expand ourselves. Ever since we dispensed with God we've got nothing but ourselves to explain this meaningless horror of life.

Eddie Jessup: You saved me. You redeemed me from the pit. I was in it, Emily. I was *in* that ultimate moment of terror that is the beginning of life. It is nothing. Simple, hideous nothing. The final truth of all things is that there is no final Truth. Truth is what's transitory. It's human life that is real. I don't want to frighten you, Emily, but what I'm trying to tell you is that moment of terror is a real and living horror, living and growing within me now, and the only thing that keeps it from devouring me is you.
Eddie Jessup: Emily's quite content to go on with this life. She insists she's in love with me - whatever that is. What she means is she prefers the senseless pain we inflict on each other to the pain we would otherwise inflict on ourselves. But I'm not afraid of that solitary pain. In fact, if I don't strip myself of all this clatter and clutter and ridiculous ritual, I shall go out of my fucking mind. Does that answer your question, Arthur?
Arthur Rosenberg: What question was that?
Eddie Jessup: You asked me why I was getting divorced.
Arthur Rosenberg: Oh, listen, it's your life. I'm sorry I even asked.

Eddie Jessup: I haven't told anyone this in ten years. I'm telling you now because I think you have a right to know what kind of a nut you might be getting mixed up with here.
Emily Jessup: Arthur was right. You are a fascinating bastard.
[kisses him]

Emily Jessup: [crying] He doesn't love me. He never loved me. I was never real to him. Nothing in the human experience is real to him.

Emily Jessup: Defy it, Eddie. You made it real. You can make it un
re
al. If you love me... If you love me, Eddie, DEFY IT!

Frank Harris: Noids do not have sex with doodles. It's the oldest law in Cool World. I've never had to enforce it. You cross that line I'll slap you around and make you piss like a puppy. Jack, you think she got a thing for you, don't you? That's sweet. But don't flatter yourself. She's a waste of ink. Truth is she's been after me and every other noid who's come through here. It's just that no one's been insane enough to get involved with her. You keep your pencil in your pocket. Know what I mean?

Frank Harris: You're a wacka-do.
Jack Deebs: I'm a cartoonist. I drew all this. I have visions. I translate this.
Frank Harris: You do nothing, man. This place exists with or without you. You believe me, right? I'm not one of your creations.
Jack Deebs: Right. You're not pretty enough.
Frank Harris: Good one. Have a seat.

Frank Harris: You screwed us all... for a piece of ass?
Holli Would: I guess you can't think and drive at the same time, huh?
Frank Harris: A little late for a lady to be out on the streets, don't you think? I've got a couple of questions for you, miss.
Lonette: Oh, come on, officer. Let it slide, would you? I'm tired.
Frank Harris: Word is you have a thing for noids.
Lonette: Yeah, I've got a thing for noids, but what's it to you, tough guy?
Frank Harris: Baby, you don't know how tough it is.

Bob: [sees Holli as a 'Noid for the first time] You look like a High School hippie.
[pause]
Bob: Peace, man.

Chris Morrow: Well, I was trained to swallow all sorts of things.
Richard "Ditch" Brodie: Careful, I might just have to marry you.

Chris Morrow: I'd be stupid to trust my life to a walking penis.
Richard "Ditch" Brodie: I'm much more than a walking penis, I'm a flying penis!

Richard "Ditch" Brodie: Pack your bags, we're going on a guilt trip!

Richard "Ditch" Brodie: [Trying to speak Russian] The buses here don't work. I am an idiot.

Richard "Ditch" Brodie: Let's just say she did for bullshit what Stonehenge did for Rocks.

Richard "Ditch" Brodie: For someone I've never slept with you sure fucked me pretty good.

Richard 'Ditch' Brodie: Oh, god... no... dead people... agh.

Chris Morrow: Komitet Gosudarstvennoy Bezopasnosti.
Richard "Ditch" Brodie: Excuse me?
Chris Morrow: KGB, for short.

Richard "Ditch" Brodie: Oh, come on! It's the KG-used-to-B!

Chris Morrow: Shoot!
Richard "Ditch" Brodie: Ah, it's broken!
Chris Morrow: The safety's on, you idiot!

[after putting the plane on auto-pilot]
Donna: Shouldn't we get out of these wet clothes?

[after crash-landing on a desert island]
Taryn: What do you say we check out the beach?

Adm. Kenji Inada: The cancer clutches ever tighter at my heart.

Anjelica: My ideology means far more to me than fame and adulation.

Martinez: Don't spend it all in one piece!

Memorable Quotes from
Color of Night (1994)
Dr. Bill Capa: In the what-I-wait-for department, you're it baby.

Dr. Bill Capa: If I knew it was your birthday, Hector, I would have stopped by tomorrow.
Hector Martinez: Yeah, me too.

Dr. Bill Capa: Does mommy know you escaped from a straight jacket?

Dr. Bob Moore: Why don't we cut through this macho shit and just drop our pants and see who has the bigger dick? Then we can go home, sit down and have a nice, civilized breakfast.
Dr. Bill Capa: It wouldn't be civilized.
Dr. Bob Moore: Why not?
Dr. Bill Capa: Because you'd be sulking!

Nick: You've got a sense of humor Bob... I like that in a man.
Bob: What do you like in a woman?
Nick: Big tits.

Nick: We're as safe here as we are anywhere.
Bob: How safe is that?
Nick: Oh, not very.

Bob: They're gonna shoot at us, aren't they?
Nick: Probably, Bob. It's what they brought the guns for.

Bob: What are they trying to do?
Nick: They're trying to kill me. They know I can't afford a loss like that.

Bob: I didn't know you smoked.
Nick: Just after sex, Bob. I'm trying to give it up.
Bob: Well, at least you don't smoke that much.
Nick: About a pack a day.
Bob: That'll kill ya!
Nick: Bob, it won't kill ya. But it will make you very sore.

Nick: Will you look at the tits on this guy?

Fallon: The last thing we need is a biotech panic about chickens!

Dr. Jane Tiptree: The earth was not made for us - she was made for the dinosaurs.

Sheriff Fowler: I just want some peace and quiet.

'Doc' Smith: It's heading this way!

[about to kill the dinosaur]
'Doc' Smith: I hate wildlife!

Dr. Sterling Raven: Isn't that the freshest, juciest blueberry pie you've ever tasted?
Senator: [nods]
Dr. Sterling Raven: You see, it's all done with a little bit of scientific magic. Every single blueberry is coated with a thick layer of goat embryonic fluid...
Senator: [vomits]

then MANTICORE!!@1

Plot Outline: Commandos in Iraq looking for terrorists find a man-eating monster instead. (more)

A brilliant geneticist, Diane Ladd, plans to expose a lethal virus to every human being on the planet. Her objective: to destroy humankind in favour of her new strain of prehistoric dinosaurs. Two people stand in the way of her diabolical plan, a cynical night watchman and a lovely idealistic environmentalist. The two must overcome their differences long enough to uncover the scientist's scheme and fight her carnivorous creations in a desperate battle against the extinction of the human race.

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Whitney: The piranhas...
Buck Gardner: What about the goddamn piranhas?
Whitney: They're eating the guests, sir.

Maggie McKeown: That guard is still out there.
Paul Grogan: Fine, I need you to distract him.
Maggie McKeown: What for?
Paul Grogan: So I can get away.
Maggie McKeown: So YOU can get away? What about me?
Paul Grogan: Well suit yourself. Just come onto him, tell him what an admirer you are of Army or something like that.
Maggie McKeown: What if he's gay?
Paul Grogan: Then I'll go and distract him!

Wade Garrett: This place has a sign hangin' over the urinal that says, "Don't eat the big white mint".

Morgan: What am I supposed to do?
Dalton: There's always barber college.

Wade Garrett: That gal's got entirely too many brains to have an ass like that.

Emmett: Calling me sir is like putting an elevator in an outhouse. It don't belong.

Dalton: Pain don't hurt.

Dalton: Nobody ever wins a fight.

Red Webster: Don't ever marry an ugly woman, she'll suck the life right out of ya.

Doc: Do you always carry your medical record around with you?
Dalton: Saves time.

Tinker: A polar bear fell on me.

Dalton: My way... or the highway.

Jimmy: I used to fuck guys like you in prison.

Wade Garrett: [Eyeing the sign over the Double Deuce] The Double Douche!

Dalton: All you have to do is follow three simple rules. One, never underestimate your opponent. Expect the unexpected. Two, take it outside. Never start anything inside the bar unless it's absolutely necessary. And three, be nice.

Dalton: Take the biggest guy in the world, shatter his knee and he'll drop like a stone.

Jimmy: Prepare to die.
Dalton: You are such an asshole.

Jimmy: Damn, boy. I thought you were good.
Dalton: Go fuck yourself.

Dalton: People who really want to have a good time won't come to a slaughterhouse. And we've got entirely too many troublemakers here. Too many 40-year-old adolescents, felons, power drinkers and trustees of modern chemistry.

Dalton: If somebody gets in your face and calls you a cocksucker, I want you to be nice. Ask him to walk. Be nice. If he won't walk, walk him. But be nice. If you can't walk him, one of the others will help you, and you'll both be nice. I want you to remember that it's a job. It's nothing personal.

Dalton: I want you to be nice until it's time to not be nice.

Steve: Being called a cocksucker isn't personal?
Dalton: No. It's two nouns combined to elicit a prescribed response.
Steve: What if somebody callas my mama a whore?
Dalton: Is she?

Emmett: It ain't the money ya understand, but if I don't charge ya somethin' the Presbyterians around here are likely to pray for my ruination. How does a hundred dollars a month strike ya?
Dalton: Fine.
Emmett: Can ya afford that much?
Dalton: If it keeps you in the good graces of the church.
Emmett: Ain't it peculiar how money seems to do that very thing?

Doc: Your file says you've got a degree from NYU. What in?
Dalton: Philosophy.
Doc: Any particular discipline?
Dalton: No. Not really. Man's search for faith. That sort of shit.
Doc: Come up with any answers?
Dalton: Not too many.
Doc: How's a guy like you end up a bouncer?
Dalton: Just lucky I guess.

Cobra: God, you were good - but hey, so was I.

Mark Austin: I'd like to suck the polish off your toes.

Chris Cannon: [after blowing up a Chinese assassin] You should have read your fortune cookie.

Charlene Tutt: He don't sleep in, he don't live in! You tell Shelby Overman for me he can take a flying leap in a rolling doughnut on a gravel driveway!

Untraceable (2008)
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Jennifer Marsh: He hacked into my car.
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This man has just blown away six terrorists, dynamited a drug smuggling compound, and baked a dozen cookies

from thundercrack!

Chandler: You’re very observant.
Bond: So are you. I been noticin’ you scrutinizin’ me for a long time now. What was it you was scrutinizing? My nose? Was there a piece of snot hangin’ from my nose?
Chandler: No.
Bond: Well I got a cold, you know, waitin’ out there in the rain until you picked me up. I’m mighty grateful … to you, what with all your sweet music and your fancy-smelling pipe tobacco.
Chandler: What’s the matter? You don’t like Tchaikovsky?
Bond: I’m not complaining, Chandler.
Chandler: Well, I’m sure he would have liked you.
Bond: Like I said, I’m mighty grateful, it’s just that…
Chandler: What, Bond ?
Bond: Well, it’s just…
Chandler: My gazes, my admiring glances at your rather *ahem* extravagant torso? Put you ill at ease?
Bond: Well, no. It’s just that that’s all you’re doin’ is just lookin’.
Chandler: You were expecting me to do something else? Me, Chandler Wilson, heir to the Wilson fortune and widower of Sarah Lou Phillips from The House of Phillips Unlimited?
Bond: You mean The House of Phillips, that big girdle manufacturing plant down in Waco?
Chandler: Yes, that’s exactly what I mean. That big girdle factory in central Texas, where everything grows bigger, especially the middle-aged gut.
Bond: I’m scared of that.
Chandler: Scared of what?
Bond: Middle-aged gut.
Well, you’ve got nothing to worry about, Bond. From the looks of things, it looks like your gut is made out of … coiled steel.
Bond: You really think so, Chandler?
Chandler: Pull your shirt down!

Bond: Wait, wasn't there a fire? Wasn't your wife killed in a fire?
Chandler: You're very observant, Bond. Is that where you got your good-lookin' body? From chasin' fire engines down the street?
Bond: I worked hard to get this body lookin’ the way it does.
Chandler: Well, I bet you have. And is the investment paying off?
Bond: Not tonight it isn’t.
Chandler: Bond, i uh … I find you … very attractive. So attractive that I want to throw you out of this car!

Mrs. Gert Hammond: Who is it that speaks to me with the voice of a woman?!?

Mrs. Gert Hammond: My name is Mrs. Gert Hammond. Welcome to Prairie Blossom, the name my husband and I chose for the estate you are now standing on.
Sash: What happened to your head?
Mrs. Gert Hammond: Please. Let me finish? Our home, built upon a stretch of prairie between the Chickasaw and Thunderbird rivers, was built by hand with love and care by my husband, Charlie, who now lies buried in the wine cellar beneath our very feet.

Chandler: You wanna know how she died, the stupid fool? She got it at a garden party one afternoon. She took her girdle off and she held a match to it as a sign of her liberation. But what she didn't know was that the girdle was flammable and would blow up in her goddamn face! It blew up right in her face, and her head was covered in flaming liquid rubber! Everyone at the garden party started screaming. And then they threw their drinks on her to douse out the flames. Only they'd forgotten how much alcohol they were drinking... The horror of the moment was so great, to all extents and purposes we were just staring at this flaming, screaming scarecrow running across the green lawn in a panic. Then we all started laughing. I laughed so hard that tears were running down my cheeks. We all roared hysterically until there was this hideous hiss, and a white column of steam that boiled skyward from the swimming pool where she fell in. Then there was silence. Dead silence.

Willene: May I have something to eat?
Mrs. Gert Hammond: By all means! Help yourself.
Willene: This looks refreshing. Oh! It’s a cucumber. Are you in the habit of peeling your cucumbers in advance?
Mrs. Gert Hammond: Yes, it, ah ... ages the flavor.
Willene: It certainly does. Boy, does this taste odd.
Mrs. Gert Hammond: Eat up! You’ll soon acquire a taste for it. I’d like for you to. It would make for a much closer friendship between us.
Willene: I’m afraid i can’t finish it. Would you like to share it?
Mrs. Gert Hammond: No. I’ve already had it, thank you.
Willene: Do you mind if i throw it away?
Mrs. Gert Hammond: Not at all, my dear. Most things of that nature are disposable. Please throw it in the bag under the sink.
Willene: Why Mrs. Hammond! You’ve got a whole pile of them in here.
Mrs. Gert Hammond: Call me gert, Willene. I feel that you’ve gotten to know me more intimately. Yes, those cucumbers did not age properly enough to suit my hungry lips. So i had to get rid of them.

Mrs. Gert Hammond: What about the potatoes?
Toydy: Here they are. Two lumpy ten-pound bags.
Mrs. Gert Hammond: You're very cruel! I should go away … but i can't.
Toydy: Why not?
Mrs. Gert Hammond: Because i would fall into the oven like the witch in Hansel and Gretel. That would leave you alone in the kitchen to eat all the cookies and peppermint sticks.
Toydy: And what would be wrong with that?
Mrs. Gert Hammond: You would get sick! And no one would be around to give you an enema.

Mrs. Gert Hammond: Too much talk in this kitchen and not enough action. Start cookin' me now, honey, before i go rotten.

Mrs. Gert Hammond: My son was big for his age. He was to be doomed with bigness.

Mrs. Gert Hammond: The one thing that made his life worth living has been crushed by the weight of his own testicles.

Chandler: Everything is a story here, but i don't mind. Just so long as i can clearly see the road to my mission.
Sash: And what road is that, Chandler?
Chandler: Highway 135 to Waco, Texas. The road to that girdle factory with the giant neon lettering branding the Texas sky, branding it with fiery red letters that spell “House of Phillips Unlimited.”
Sash: Why would you want to go back to that place after the terrible tragedy that happened to your ... w-wife, Sarah Lou Phillips?
Chandler: Because i want to forget Sarah Lou Phillips and her father, Leland Phillips, creator of The House of Phillips Unlimited. But how can i when they're still manufacturing those girdles by the tens of thousands?
Sash: Hasn't the government put a stop to the production of those flammable things?
Chandler: Well, there's a movement in the courts now to halt production until the company chemists can take out the volatile element. But until that time, those giant wooden looms are still churning out those stretchable death traps.
Sash: Has Leland Phillips no heart? What of all the women who don't realize they're purchasing a potentially deadly weapon?
Chandler: Leland Phillips is said to have a heart of gold, and it's true. But they fail to mention that he's also got lungs of silver, a stomach of copper and kidneys made out of tungsten.

Sash: What can free you of this crippling disorder?
Chandler: The destruction of The House of Phillips Unlimited. All it would take is a … Coca-cola bottle filled with gasoline.
Sash: That's Dr. Pepper country down there.

Bing: Every time I see that trainer puttin' those hula hoops on you and see those kids screaming with the Cracker Jacks flying out of their mouths and the cotton candy sticking to their chins it makes me sick! Sick, Samson! I wanna puke on 'em. God knows it wouldn't make any difference, not with all the mustard and ice cream dripping down their fat little necks. You can't even tell between the freckles and the … mashed popcorn. No Medusa. I, I wasn't talking about you. Gorillas are different from little children, they … have more hair.

Bing: She turned that massive head toward me and bared those giant yellow teeth in a smile of affection. I screamed! I screamed so loud that every creature in the circus went wild in their cages. The maintenance men found me lying by the calliope … calliope, trying to sing “I Love You Truly”. Medusa was lying there in the sleeping bag massaging her breasts. They said it took four, four, four men from the, the looney bin to … carry me away.
Sash: You were put under observation?
Bing: For a whole week. Then I was set free and I went back to work. Only this time, Medusa was observing me. Every second. And she made little lewd gestures with her toes. Made my flesh crawl.
Sash: So, why is she so dangerous, if she loves you that much?
Bing: Her love was forcibly repressed by the bars of a cage. When she realized she wasn't getting anywhere with me, she … tried making love to Señor Tostada, her trainer.

Bing: The way that gorilla looked at me, I knew exactly what she was thinking while she was gyrating.

Mrs. Gert Hammond: Shut the hell up, you god damn puppet! You’re nothing but a puppet for the weather bureau. And they pull the strings that make your mouth go up and down. I bet you don’t even know what the hell an ActiBar is. And don’t go tellin’ me it’s some kind of a popsicle, cuz it ain't.

fin

Carter 'Doc' McCoy: Now you're gonna have to walk on back to the border.

Cowboy: Oh that's alright. Don't worry 'bout me.

Carter 'Doc' McCoy: Hope you find what you're lookin' for.

[Shakes hands with the Cowboy]

Cowboy: Vaya con Dios. You too, maam.

[Walks away]

Cowboy: Take care, ya hear? God damn!

[laughing and walking]

Carter 'Doc' McCoy: [to Carol] Come on.

[Drives away in the most beat up truck I've ever seen]

Is that how it goes in the book?