Favorite Movies Lines

I've probably watched Unforgiven a dozen times but each time Clint just sounds better and better everytime.

Will Munny: Who's the fellow owns this shithole?
[pause]
Will Munny: You, fat man. Speak up.
Skinny Dubois: Uh, I... I own this establishment. I bought the place from Greeley for a thousand dollars.
[Will levels the shotgun, and speaks to someone standing behind Skinny]
Will Munny: You better clear outta there.
Man: Yes, sir.
[scampers out of the way]
Little Bill Daggett: Just hold it right there. Hold it...!
[Will shoots Skinny. Screaming, the women scatter upstairs]
Little Bill Daggett: Well, sir, you are a cowardly son of a bitch! You just shot an unarmed man!
Will Munny: Well, he should have armed himself if he's going to decorate his saloon with my friend.
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Little Bill Daggett: You'd be William Munny out of Missouri. Killer of women and children.
Will Munny: That's right. I've killed women and children. I've killed just about everything that walks or crawled at one time or another. And I'm here to kill you, Little Bill, for what you did to Ned.
 
Bug said:
I've probably watched Unforgiven a dozen times but each time Clint just sounds better and better everytime.

Will Munny: Who's the fellow owns this shithole?
[pause]
Will Munny: You, fat man. Speak up.
Skinny Dubois: Uh, I... I own this establishment. I bought the place from Greeley for a thousand dollars.
[Will levels the shotgun, and speaks to someone standing behind Skinny]
Will Munny: You better clear outta there.
Man: Yes, sir.
[scampers out of the way]
Little Bill Daggett: Just hold it right there. Hold it...!
[Will shoots Skinny. Screaming, the women scatter upstairs]
Little Bill Daggett: Well, sir, you are a cowardly son of a bitch! You just shot an unarmed man!
Will Munny: Well, he should have armed himself if he's going to decorate his saloon with my friend.
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Little Bill Daggett: You'd be William Munny out of Missouri. Killer of women and children.
Will Munny: That's right. I've killed women and children. I've killed just about everything that walks or crawled at one time or another. And I'm here to kill you, Little Bill, for what you did to Ned.
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Stand By Me

Chris: Why don't you go home and fuck your mother some more?



Gordie: Suck my fat one, you cheap dime store hood.



Ace: What are you gonna do? Shoot us all?
Gordie: No, Ace. Just you.



Vern: [after dropping his hot dog in the campfire by accident] This isn't funny! What am I supposed to eat?
Teddy: You could cook your dick.
Chris: It'd be a small meal.



Chris: You four-eyed pile of shit!
Teddy: A pile of shit has a thousand eyes.



Eyeball: So, what's with you and this Connie Palermo chick?
Billy Tessio: I've been seeing her for over a month now and all she'll let me do is feel her tits.
Ace: She's a Catholic, man. There'll all like that. If you wanna get laid, you gotta get yourself a Protestant.



[after losing a drag race to Ace]
Eyeball: [to Vince] You let him beat you, you cock-knocker! Ha ha ha!
 
X2-X-Men United



Professor Charles Xavier : "It is an historical fact. Sharing has never been humanity's defining attribute."


Colonel William Stryker: "I was piloting black-ops missions in the jungles of North Vietnam when you were suckin' on your mama's tit at Woodstock, Kelly. Don't lecture me about war. This already is a war."


Colonel William Stryker: "You were an animal then, you're an animal now. I just gave you claws."


(Bobby Drake has just told his family that he's a mutant.)

Mrs. Drake: "This is all my fault."

John Allerdyce/Pyro: "Actually, they've discovered that males are the ones who carry the mutant gene and pass it on. So— it's his fault." (points at Mr. Drake.)


Mr. Drake: "What exactly are you a professor of, Mr. Logan?"

Logan/Wolverine: "Art."


Mrs. Drake: "Bobby, have you tried... not being a mutant?"


John Allerdyce/Pyro: "You know all those dangerous mutants you hear about on the news? I'm the worst one."
 
Bliss said:
Have not seen this one (only the 1st one). Makes it sound worth checking out -
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If you liked the first one you will like the second one since it's considered to be better than the first one. Too bad director Bryan Singer opted to take on Superman Returns rather than stick with doing the third movie.
 
Eye of Ra said:
If you liked the first one you will like the second one since it's considered to be better than the first one. Too bad director Bryan Singer opted to take on Superman Returns rather than stick with doing the third movie.
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Ok good, I liked the first one, so I will check this out. TY!

@ the Superman Returns, I am a HUGE fan of the Original SM remake, so I can't fault him accepting SMR, despite it panning.

(*btw, a cpl wks ago I peeped the Dracula Series info you posted in the Nerdz L - had no idea it existed (I barely watch TV). Def plan to check THAT out!! Argh, looked/s so good.)
 
Trainspotting

Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television. Choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers..... Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind numbing, spirit crushing game shows, stuffing junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pissing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked-up brats you spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life..... But why would I want to do a thing like that?
 
Dirty Harry

Harry Callahan: I know what you're thinking. "Did he fire six shots or only five?" Well, to tell you the truth, in all this excitement I kind of lost track myself. But being as this is a .44 Magnum, the most powerful handgun in the world, and would blow your head clean off, you've got to ask yourself one question: Do I feel lucky? Well, do ya, punk?
 
Bug said:
Trainspotting

Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television. Choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers..... Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind numbing, spirit crushing game shows, stuffing junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pissing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked-up brats you spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life..... But why would I want to do a thing like that?
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Never seen this acclaimed raw movie. LOVE this line you posted! :smt045
 
Lt. Jordan O'Neil: [after being brutually beaten during a capture exercise] Master Chief...
Master Chief John Urgayle: Lieutenant, seek life elsewhere.
Lt. Jordan O'Neil: Suck my dick!


Master Chief John Urgayle: [quoting "Self-Pity" by D.H. Lawrence] I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself. A bird will fall frozen dead from a bough without ever having felt sorry for itself.


Lt. Jordan O'Neil: [commenting on the special standard for her training] I mean really sir, why don't you just issue me a pink petticoat to wear around the base?
C.O. Salem: Did you just have a brain fart, Lieutenant?
Lt. Jordan O'Neil: Begging your pardon, sir?
C.O. Salem: Did you just waltz in here and bark at your commanding officer? Because if you did, I would call that a bona fide brain fart, and I resent it when people FART inside my office!
Lt. Jordan O'Neil: I think you've resented me from the start, sir.
C.O. Salem: What I resent, Lieutenant, is some politician using my base as a test tube for her grand social experiment. What I resent, is the sensitivity training that is now mandatory for all of my men. The ob-gyn I now have to keep on staff just to keep track of your personal pap smears. But most of all what I resent, is your perfume, however subtle, interfering with the scent of my fine three-dollar-and-seventy-nine-cent cigar, which I will put out this instant if the phallic nature of it happens to offend your GODDAMN FRAGILE SENSIBILITIES! Does it?
Lt. Jordan O'Neil: No, sir.
C.O. Salem: "No, sir" WHAT?
Lt. Jordan O'Neil: The shape doesn't bother me. Just the goddamn sweet stench.

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Bug said:
It has everything shocking in it, it's a bunch of messed up 20 somethings on Heroin and very of its time.
But it's a must see:D
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Very cool. I remember when it came it out hearing about it. And thinking it kind of had that Romper Stomper angst feel to it.

Speaking of which, I know that movie has some good lines too. :smt001


life5577 said:
Lt. Jordan O'Neil: [after being brutually beaten during a capture exercise] Master Chief...
Master Chief John Urgayle: Lieutenant, seek life elsewhere.
Lt. Jordan O'Neil: Suck my dick!


Master Chief John Urgayle: [quoting "Self-Pity" by D.H. Lawrence] I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself. A bird will fall frozen dead from a bough without ever having felt sorry for itself.


Lt. Jordan O'Neil: [commenting on the special standard for her training] I mean really sir, why don't you just issue me a pink petticoat to wear around the base?
C.O. Salem: Did you just have a brain fart, Lieutenant?
Lt. Jordan O'Neil: Begging your pardon, sir?
C.O. Salem: Did you just waltz in here and bark at your commanding officer? Because if you did, I would call that a bona fide brain fart, and I resent it when people FART inside my office!
Lt. Jordan O'Neil: I think you've resented me from the start, sir.
C.O. Salem: What I resent, Lieutenant, is some politician using my base as a test tube for her grand social experiment. What I resent, is the sensitivity training that is now mandatory for all of my men. The ob-gyn I now have to keep on staff just to keep track of your personal pap smears. But most of all what I resent, is your perfume, however subtle, interfering with the scent of my fine three-dollar-and-seventy-nine-cent cigar, which I will put out this instant if the phallic nature of it happens to offend your GODDAMN FRAGILE SENSIBILITIES! Does it?
Lt. Jordan O'Neil: No, sir.
C.O. Salem: "No, sir" WHAT?
Lt. Jordan O'Neil: The shape doesn't bother me. Just the goddamn sweet stench.
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Had to remove the HUGE PIC to enjoy/read your movie lines, woman!! :rolleyes: :yawinkle:
 
Jackie Brown


Ordell Robbie : "Now that there is the Tec-9, a crappy spray gun from South Miami. This gun is advertised as the most popular gun in American crime. Do you believe that shit? It actually says that in the little book that comes with it: the most popular gun in American crime. Like they're actually proud of that shit."


Ordell Robbie : "AK-47. The very best there is. When you absolutely, positively got to kill every motherfucker in the room, accept no substitutes."


Ordell Robbie : "My ass may be dumb, but I ain't no dumbass."


Pulp Fiction


Marsellus Wallace : "You see, this profession is filled to the brim with unrealistic motherfuckers. Motherfuckers who thought their ass would age like wine. If you mean it turns to vinegar, it does. If you mean it gets better with age, it don't."


(Vincent and Jules are cleaning the inside of the car which is covered in blood)

Jules: "Oh, man, I will never forgive your ass for this shit. This is some fucked-up repugnant shit."

Vincent: "Jules, did you ever hear the philosophy that once a man admits that he's wrong that he is immediately forgiven for all wrongdoings? Have you ever heard that?"

Jules: "Get the fuck out my face with that shit! The motherfucker that said that shit never had to pick up itty-bitty pieces of skull on account of your dumb ass."

Vincent: "I got a threshold, Jules. I got a threshold for the abuse that I will take. Now, right now, I'm a fuckin' race car, right, and you got me the red. And I'm just sayin', I'm just sayin' that it's fuckin' dangerous to have a race car in the fuckin' red. That's all. I could blow."

Jules: "Oh! Oh! You ready to blow?"

Vincent: "Yeah, I'm ready to blow."

Jules: "Well, I'm a mushroom-cloud-layin' motherfucker, motherfucker! Every time my fingers touch brain, I'm Superfly T.N.T., I'm the Guns of the Navarone! IN FACT, WHAT THE FUCK AM I DOIN' IN THE BACK? YOU'RE THE MOTHERFUCKER WHO SHOULD BE ON BRAIN DETAIL! We're fuckin' switchin'! I'm washin' the windows, and you're pickin' up this nigga's skull!"
 
"Oh. We cater for all sorts here. You'd be surprised."

Vulcan(Oliver Reed)

The Adventures Of Baron Munchausen
 
Bill(David Carradine)-"Do you find me sadistic? You know, I'll bet I could fry an egg on your head right now. If I wanted to. You know, kiddo, I'd like to believe you're aware enough, even now, to know that there's nothing sadistic in my actions. Well, maybe towards those other jokers. But not you. No, kiddo. At this moment, this is me at my most masochistic."
The Bride(Uma Thurman)-"Bill, it's your baby."

Kill Bill Vol. 1
 
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The Bride-" It was not my intention to do this in front of you. For that. I'm sorry. But you can take my word for it. Your mother had it coming. When you grow up, if you still feel raw aout it, I'll be waiting."

Hattori Hanzo(Sonny Chiba)-"Funny. You like samurai swords. I like baseball."

Elle Driver(Daryl Hannah)-"I might never have liked you. Point in fact, I despise you. But that shouldn't suggest that I don't respect you. Dying in our sleep is a luxury that our kind is rarely afforded. My gift to you."
Elle Driver-"Thought that was pretty fucking funny, didn't you? Hmm? Word of advice, shithead. Don't you ever wake up."

The Bride-"So, O-Ren, any more subordinates for me to kill?"

Kill Bill Vol. 1
 
Kill Bill Volume 1.


O-Ren Ishii : "As your leader, I encourage you from time to time, and always in a respectful manner, to question my logic. If you're unconvinced that a particular plan of action I've decided is the wisest, tell me so, but allow me to convince you and I promise you right here and now, no subject will ever be taboo. Except, of course, the subject that was just under discussion. The price you pay for bringing up either my Chinese or American heritage as a negative is... I collect your fucking head. Just like this fucker here. Now, if any of you sons of bitches got anything else to say, now's the fucking time!"


Vernita Green: "Black Mamba. I shoulda been motherfuckin' Black Mamba."





Kill Bill Volume 2.


Bill: (coming down the stairs after talking to Pai Mei]) "He'll accept you as his student."

The Bride: "Why did he accept me?"

Bill: "Because he's a very, very, very old man, and like all rotten bastards, when they become old, they get lonely. Which has no effect on their dispositions, but it does teach them the value of company."

The Bride: "When will I see you again?"

Bill: "When he tells me you're done."

The Bride: "When do you think that might be?"

Bill: "That, my dearest, depends entirely on you. Now, remember: no sarcasm, no backtalk. At least not for the first year or so. You're gonna have to let him warm up to you. He hates Caucasians, despises Americans, and has nothing but contempt for women, so in your case … it might take a little while. Adiós."



The Bride: "Master …"

Pai Mei: "Your Mandarin is lousy. It causes my ears great discomfort. You bray like an ass! You are not to speak unless spoken to. Is it too much to hope … you understand Cantonese?"

The Bride: "I speak Japanese very well …"

Pai Mei: "I didn't ask if you speak Japanese … I asked if you understand Cantonese?"

The Bride: "A little."
Pai Mei: "You are here to learn the mysteries of Kung Fu, not linguistics. If you can't understand me, I will communicate with you like I would a dog! When I yell, when I point, when I beat you with my stick! [strokes his beard] Bill is your master, is he not?"

The Bride: "Yes, he is."

Pai Mei: "Your master tells me … you're not entirely unschooled. What training do you possess?"

The Bride: "I am proficient in Tiger-Crane Style, and I am more than proficient in the exquisite art of the Samurai sword."

Pai Mei: "Hmph! The exquisite art of the Samurai sword. Don't make me laugh! Your so-called exquisite art is only fit for … Japanese fatheads! (laughs) Your anger amuses me. Do you believe you are my match?"

The Bride: "No."

Pai Mei: "Are you aware I kill at will?"

The Bride: "Yes."

Pai Mei: "Is it your wish to die?"

The Bride: "No!"

Pai Mei: (laughs) "Then you must be stupid … so stupid! Rise, and let me look at your ridiculous face. Rise. So, my pathetic friend … is there anything that you can do well? What's the matter? Cat got your tongue? Oh yes, you speak Japanese. (yells) I despise the goddamn Japs!"


Die Hard: With A Vengeance.


Zeus Carver: "Morning."

John McClane: "Good morning."

Zeus Carver: "You having a nice day, sir? You feelin' all right? Not to get too personal, but a white man standing in the middle of Harlem with a sign that says 'I Hate N***rs' has either got some serious personal issues, or not all his dogs are barking. (McClane yawns) Hey, I'm talking to you! Now you've got about ten seconds before those guys see you, and when they do, they will kill you, you understand? You are about to have a very bad day."

John McClane: "Tell me about it."


(McClane and Zeus escape black gang in a taxi cab)

John McClane: "How deep is it cut?"

Zeus Carver: "How the hell would I know?"

John McClane: "Just keep pressure on it. Jésus, right? John McClane. Thanks for covering my ass back there. I owe you one."

Zeus Carver: "Damn right, you owe me one! Do you know what those guys are doing to my shop right now?"

John McClane: "Chill out, Jésus."

Zeus Carver: "Chill out? Talk like a white man!"

John McClane: "Look, Jésus …"

Zeus Carver: Why're you calling me 'Jésus'? Do I look Puerto Rican to you?"

John McClane: "The guy back there called you Jésus."

Zeus Carver: "No, he said "Hey, Zeus!" My name is Zeus."

John McClane: "Zeus?"

Zeus Carver: "Yes, Zeus! As in Father of Apollo? Mount Olympus? Don't-fuck-with-me-or-I'll-shove-a-lightning-bolt-up-your-ass Zeus! You got a problem with that?"

John McClane: "No, I don't have a problem."
 
Matrix Revolution

Agent Smith: Why, Mr. Anderson? Why do you do it? Why get up? Why keep fighting? Do you believe you're fighting for something? For more than your survival? Can you tell me what it is? Do you even know? Is it freedom? Or truth? Perhaps peace? Yes? No? Could it be for love? Illusions, Mr. Anderson. Vagaries of perception. The temporary constructs of a feeble human intellect trying desperately to justify an existence that is without meaning or purpose. And all of them as artificial as the Matrix itself, although only a human mind could invent something as insipid as love. You must be able to see it, Mr. Anderson. You must know it by now. You can't win. It's pointless to keep fighting. Why, Mr. Anderson? Why? Why do you persist?
Neo: Because I choose to.
 
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