Favorite Movie Lines

The Blues Bothers:

We're on a mission from God.

It's 106 miles to Chicago, we've got a full tank of gas, half a pack of cigarettes, it's dark, and we're wearing sunglasses.


Jake: [fakes accent] How much for the little girl? How much for the women?
Father: What?
Jake: Your women. I want to buy your women. The little girl, your daughters... sell them to me. Sell me your children.


Our Lady of Blessed Acceleration, don't fail us now.


The Adventures of Buckaroo Banzai Across the 8th Dimension:

Remember, no matter where you go, there you are.
 
AngelicAssassin said:
So good it deserves several.

Rochester: Allow me to be frank at the commencement. You will not like me. The gentlemen will be envious and the ladies will be repelled. You will not like me now and you will like me a good deal less as we go on. Ladies, an announcement: I am up for it, all the time. That is not a boast or an opinion, it is bone hard medical fact. I put it round you know. And you will watch me putting it round and sigh for it. Don't. It is a deal of trouble for you and you are better off watching and drawing your conclusions from a distance than you would be if I got my tarse up your petticoats. Gentlemen. Do not despair, I am up for that as well. And the same warning applies. Still your cheesy erections till I have had my say. But later when you shag - and later you will shag, I shall expect it of you and I will know if you have let me down - I wish you to shag with my homuncular image rattling in your gonads. Feel how it was for me, how it is for me and ponder. 'Was that shudder the same shudder he sensed? Did he know something more profound? Or is there some wall of wretchedness that we all batter with our heads at that shining, livelong moment. That is it. That is my prologue, nothing in rhyme, no protestations of modesty, you were not expecting that I hope. I am John Wilmot, Second Earl of Rochester and I do not want you to like me.

Rochester: And yet you do not draw the moral of the incident.
Billy Downs: Which is?
Rochester: That any experiment of interest in life will be carried out at your own expense. Mark it well.

Rochester: Mrs. Barry, you must acquire the trick of ignoring those who do not like you. In my experience, those who do not like you fall into two categories: The stupid and the envious. The stupid will like you in five years, the envious, never.

Rochester: I am come to train you... in your acting.
Elizabeth Barry: So you said when we first met but your reputation being what it is, I thought you meant something different.
Rochester: I have, I hope, many reputations.

King Charles II: I handed you a chance to show your shining talent and what do you give me in return? A pornographic representation of a royal court where the men only deal in buggery and the women's sole object of interest is the dildo!
Rochester: A monument to your reign!

Jane: Give you your first London spurt of the summer.
Rochester: I brought the wife with me.
Jane: Bit of a waste shooting good jism up the lawful.
Rochester: Did you miss me?
Jane: I missed the money.
Rochester: Good. I don't like a whore with sentiment.

I have the DVD on top of the TV. Got it from Netflix the other day.
 
From Chasing Amy:

Hooper: For years in this industry, whenever an African American character, hero or villain, was introduced - usually by white artists and writers - they got slapped with racist names that singled them out as Negroes. Now, my book, "White-Hating Coon," don't have none of that bullshit. The hero's name is Maleekwa, and he's descended from the black tribe that established the first society on the planet, while all you European motherfuckers were hiding out in caves and shit, all terrified of the sun. He's a strong role model that a young black reader can look up to. Cause I'm here to tell you, the chickens is coming home to roost, y'all. The black man's no longer gonna play the minstrel in the realm of comics and sci-fi fantasy. We keepin it real, and we gonna get respect by any means necessary.
Holden: Ah, come on, that's a bunch of horse shit! Lando Calrissian was a black guy. You know, and he got to fly the Millennium Falcon, what's the matter with you?
Hooper: Who said that?
Holden: I did! Lando Calrissian is a strong role-model in the realm of science fiction/fantasy.
Hooper: Fuck Lando Calrissian! Uncle-Tom nigger!

Hooper: Check this shit. You got cracker farm boy Luke Skywalker, Nazi poster boy, blond hair, blue eyes. And then you got Darth Vader, the blackest brother in the galaxy, Nubian god!
Banky Edwards: What's a Nubian?
Hooper: Shut the fuck up! ... And then, then we find out at the end that he's really some old white guy in the uniform. Like what are they trying to say? That inside every black guy is some white cracker trying to get out?
Banky Edwards: Isn't that true?

(paraphrased for space)
 
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Ebonyfire said:
I have the DVD on top of the TV. Got it from Netflix the other day.
It taps into some things at a visceral level. Other than you getting a shot at Johnny Depp with a strap-on. ;) i'll reserve any further comment to avoid ruining the experience.
 
AngelicAssassin said:
It taps into some things at a visceral level. Other than you getting a shot at Johnny Depp with a strap-on. ;) i'll reserve any further comment to avoid ruining the experience.

We are watching it this weekend.
 
Scent of a Woman

Lt. Col. Frank Slade (Al Pacino) Ooh but I still smell her. Women. What could you say? Who made 'em? God must've been a fucking genius. Hair. They that hair's everything you know. Have you ever buried your nose in a mountain of curls and just wanted to go to sleep forever? Or lips. And when they touched yours were like that first swallow of wine after you just crossed the desert. Tits. Hoo-hah! Big ones, little ones. Nipples staring right out at ya, like secret searchlights. Mmm Legs. I don't care if they're Greek columns, or second-hand Steinways, but what's between them... passport to heaven. I need a drink. Yes, Mr Sims, there's only two syllables in this whole wide world worth hearing. Pussy. Hah! Are you listenin' to me son? I'm givin' ya pearls here.

annnnnnnnd another

Lt. Col. Frank Slade (Al Pacino) Can't believe they're my blood. I.Q. of sloths and the manners of banshees. He's a mechanic, she's a homemaker. He knows as much about cars as a beauty queen, and she bakes cookies that taste like wing nuts. As for the tots, they're twits.

Another scene towards the end....

Lt. Col. Frank Slade (Al Pacino) Out of order, I'll show you out of order! You don't know what out of order is Mr. Trask! I'd show you but I'm too old, I'm too tired, and I'm too fuckin' blind. If I were the man I was five years ago I'd take a flame-thrower to this place. Out of order, who the hell do you think you're talking to? I've been around you know? There was a time I could see. And I have seen, boys like these, younger than these, their arms torn out, their legs ripped off. But there isn't nothin' like the sight of an amputated spirit, there is no prosthetic for that. You think you're merely sending this splendid foot-soldier back home to Oregon with his tail between his legs but I say that you are executing his soul. And why? Because he's not a Baird man. Baird men, you hurt this boy, you're going to be Baird Bums, the lot of ya. And Harry, Jimmy, Trent, wherever you are out there, fuck you too.


HooHah I :heart: this movie
 
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Dumb & Dumber

Harry: OK gang, you know the rules, no humping, no licking, no sniffing hineys.


Lloyd: I expected the Rocky Mountains to be a little rockier than this.
Harry: I was thinking the same thing. That John Denver is full of shit, man.


Lloyd: Want to hear the most annoying sound you ever heard?
 
The good, the bad and the ugly

Blondie: You see, in this world there's two kinds of people, my friend: Those with loaded guns and those who dig. You dig.
 
Ghostbusters

Dr. Peter Venkman: I don't have to take this abuse from you, I've got hundreds of people dying to abuse me.


Doctor Peter Venkman: Back off man. I'm a scientist.


Dr. Peter Venkman: Hee hee hee! "Get her!" That was your whole plan, "Get her!" You were scientific!


Dr. Peter Venkman: Ray has gone bye-bye, Egon... what've you got left?
Dr. Egon Spengler: Sorry, Venkman, I'm terrified beyond the capacity for rational thought.

Peter Venkman: We've been going about this all wrong. This Mister Stay-Puft is okay. He's a sailor, he's in New York. We get this guy laid, we won't have any trouble!


Winston Zeddemore: What do you mean, big?
Doctor Egon Spengler: Well, let's say this Twinkie represents the normal amount of psychokinetic energy in the New York area. Based on this morning's reading, it would be a Twinkie thirty-five feet long, weighing approximately six hundred pounds.
Winston Zeddemore: That's a big Twinkie.
 
Rambo

Rambo: I could have killed 'em all, I could kill you. In town you're the law, out here it's me. Don't push it. Don't push it or I'll give you a war you won't believe. Let it go. Let it go.


Teasle: He was just another drifter who broke the law!
Trautman: Vagrancy wasn't it? That's gonna look real good on his grave stone in Arlington: Here lies John Rambo, winner of the Congressional Medal of Honor, survivor of countless incursions behind enemy lines. Killed for vagrancy in Jerkwater, USA.
Teasle: Now don't give me any of that crap Trautman. Do you think Rambo was the only guy who had a tough time in Vietnam? He killed a police officer for Christ's sake!
Trautman: You're goddamn lucky he didn't kill all of you.


Rambo: There wouldn't be no trouble except for that king shit cop! All I wanted was something to eat. But the man kept pushing Sir.
Trautman: Well you did some pushing on your own John.
Rambo: They drew first blood, not me.
Trautman: Look Johnny, let me come in and get you the hell out of there!
Rambo: They drew first blood...


Teasle: Are you telling me that 200 of our men against your boy is a no-win situation for us?
Trautman: You bring that many men, just remember one thing.
Teasle: Oh yeah? What?
Trautman: A good supply of body bags.
 
American Psycho

Patrick Bateman: I have all the characteristics of a human being: blood, flesh, skin, hair; but not a single, clear, identifiable emotion, except for greed and disgust. Something horrible is happening inside of me and I don't know why. My nightly bloodlust has overflown into my days. I feel lethal, on the verge of frenzy. I think my mask of sanity is about to slip.

Patrick Bateman: You are a fucking ugly bitch and I want to stab you to death and play with your blood.

Patrick Bateman: When I see a pretty girl walking down the street, I think two things. One part wants me to be real nice and sweet and treat her right.
David Van Patten: And what did the other part think?
Patrick Bateman: What her head would look like on a stick!

Patrick Bateman: Do you like Phil Collins? I've been a big Genesis fan ever since the release of their 1980 album, Duke. Before that, I really didn't understand any of their work. Too artsy, too intellectual. It was on Duke where, uh, Phil Collins' presence became more apparent. I think Invisible Touch was the group's undisputed masterpiece. It's an epic meditation on intangibility. At the same time, it deepens and enriches the meaning of the preceding three albums. Christy, take off your robe. Listen to the brilliant ensemble playing of Banks, Collins and Rutherford. You can practically hear every nuance of every instrument. Sabrina, remove your dress. In terms of lyrical craftsmanship, the sheer songwriting, this album hits a new peak of professionalism. Sabrina, why don't you, uh, dance a little. Take the lyrics to Land of Confusion. In this song, Phil Collins addresses the problems of abusive political authority. In Too Deep is the most moving pop song of the 1980s, about monogamy and commitment. The song is extremely uplifting. Their lyrics are as positive and affirmative as, uh, anything I've heard in rock. Christy, get down on your knees so Sabrina can see your ass. Phil Collins' solo career seems to be more commercial and therefore more satisfying, in a narrower way. Especially songs like In the Air Tonight and, uh, Against All Odds. Sabrina, don't just stare at it, eat it. But I also think Phil Collins works best within the confines of the group, than as a solo artist, and I stress the word artist. This is Sussudio, a great, great song, a personal favorite.
 
Credit to RJ for this reminder............

This was my favorite scene in American Psycho I pulled it off a script so it doesn't have the usual notations.........its the business card scene between Christian Bale and Bill Sage



Is that a gram ? - New card.
What do you think ?
Whoa-ho. Very nice.
Look at that. Picked them up from the printer's yesterday.
Good coloring. That's bone.
And the lettering is something called Silian Rail.
It's very cool, Bateman, but that's nothing. Look at this.
That is really nice.
Eggshell with Romalian type. What do you think ?
Nice.
Jesus. That is really super. How'da nitwit like you get so tasteful?
I can't believe that Bryce...
prefers Van Patten's card to mine.
But wait. You ain't seen nothin' yet.
Raised lettering, pale nimbus... white.
Impressive. Very nice.
Hmm.
Let's see Paul Allen's card.
Look at that subtle off-white coloring.
The tasteful thickness of it.
Oh, my God. It even has a watermark.
Is something wrong, Patrick ?
You're sweating.
 
The 13th Warrior

Herger kills one of the Prince's henchmen in a sham duel.

Ahmed Ibn Fahdlan: You! You could have killed him at will!

Herger the Joyous: Yes?

Ahmed Ibn Fahdlan: Well, why the deception?

Herger the Joyous: Deception is the point! Any fool can calculate strength. That one has been doing it since we arrived. Now he has to calculate what he can't see.

Ahmed Ibn Fahdlan: And fear... what he doesn't know.
 
Nice one, AA. 13th Warrior is a terribly under-apreciated film in my opinion. I'm not a huge fan of Antonio Banderas, but I thought he was hella-cool in that movie.
 
O'Mac said:
Nice one, AA. 13th Warrior is a terribly under-apreciated film in my opinion. I'm not a huge fan of Antonio Banderas, but I thought he was hella-cool in that movie.

Agreed, tis one of my all time favs...and is on the shelf where children will loose fingers should they tough anything on it.
 
@}-}rebecca---- said:
This was my favorite scene in American Psycho I pulled it off a script so it doesn't have the usual notations.........its the business card scene between Christian Bale and Bill Sage



Is that a gram ? - New card.
What do you think ?
Whoa-ho. Very nice.
Look at that. Picked them up from the printer's yesterday.
Good coloring. That's bone.
And the lettering is something called Silian Rail.
It's very cool, Bateman, but that's nothing. Look at this.
That is really nice.
Eggshell with Romalian type. What do you think ?
Nice.
Jesus. That is really super. How'da nitwit like you get so tasteful?
I can't believe that Bryce...
prefers Van Patten's card to mine.
But wait. You ain't seen nothin' yet.
Raised lettering, pale nimbus... white.
Impressive. Very nice.
Hmm.
Let's see Paul Allen's card.
Look at that subtle off-white coloring.
The tasteful thickness of it.
Oh, my God. It even has a watermark.
Is something wrong, Patrick ?
You're sweating.

Truly a sick and twisted movie, though the perfectly times drop of the chainsaw had to be one of the highlights and the loud HAAAA!! As he got her trying to run away. :devil:
 
AngelicAssassin said:
So good it deserves several.

Rochester: Allow me to be frank at the commencement. You will not like me. The gentlemen will be envious and the ladies will be repelled. You will not like me now and you will like me a good deal less as we go on. Ladies, an announcement: I am up for it, all the time. That is not a boast or an opinion, it is bone hard medical fact. I put it round you know. And you will watch me putting it round and sigh for it. Don't. It is a deal of trouble for you and you are better off watching and drawing your conclusions from a distance than you would be if I got my tarse up your petticoats. Gentlemen. Do not despair, I am up for that as well. And the same warning applies. Still your cheesy erections till I have had my say. But later when you shag - and later you will shag, I shall expect it of you and I will know if you have let me down - I wish you to shag with my homuncular image rattling in your gonads. Feel how it was for me, how it is for me and ponder. 'Was that shudder the same shudder he sensed? Did he know something more profound? Or is there some wall of wretchedness that we all batter with our heads at that shining, livelong moment. That is it. That is my prologue, nothing in rhyme, no protestations of modesty, you were not expecting that I hope. I am John Wilmot, Second Earl of Rochester and I do not want you to like me.

Rochester: And yet you do not draw the moral of the incident.
Billy Downs: Which is?
Rochester: That any experiment of interest in life will be carried out at your own expense. Mark it well.

Rochester: Mrs. Barry, you must acquire the trick of ignoring those who do not like you. In my experience, those who do not like you fall into two categories: The stupid and the envious. The stupid will like you in five years, the envious, never.

Rochester: I am come to train you... in your acting.
Elizabeth Barry: So you said when we first met but your reputation being what it is, I thought you meant something different.
Rochester: I have, I hope, many reputations.

King Charles II: I handed you a chance to show your shining talent and what do you give me in return? A pornographic representation of a royal court where the men only deal in buggery and the women's sole object of interest is the dildo!
Rochester: A monument to your reign!

Jane: Give you your first London spurt of the summer.
Rochester: I brought the wife with me.
Jane: Bit of a waste shooting good jism up the lawful.
Rochester: Did you miss me?
Jane: I missed the money.
Rochester: Good. I don't like a whore with sentiment.


We saw this last night.

You gotta love a movie with John Malkovich and Johnny Depp.

Also the fact that they spent almost 4000 lbs on dildos for one of the scenes.

EB
 
from 'The Wickerman'

Lord Summerisle :"Of course they're naked, it's much too dangerous to jump through a fire with their clothes on."
 
Just for Shanky

Marsellus: In the fifth, your ass goes down. Say it.
Butch: In the fifth, my ass goes down.

Did that get your panties wet ... ;)
 
AngelicAssassin said:
Marsellus: In the fifth, your ass goes down. Say it.
Butch: In the fifth, my ass goes down.

Did that get your panties wet ... ;)
shall I post that pics? ;)

hee hee

(Butch): Then you jump first.
(Sundance): No, I said.
(Butch): What's the matter with you?
(Sundance): I can't swim.
(Butch): Why you crazy bastard, the fall will probably kill you.
 
Shankara20 said:
shall I post that pics? ;)

hee hee

(Butch): Then you jump first.
(Sundance): No, I said.
(Butch): What's the matter with you?
(Sundance): I can't swim.
(Butch): Why you crazy bastard, the fall will probably kill you.
Yep ...

Butch and Sundance 10 seconds later: SSSSSSSSSSHHHHHIIIIIIIIIIIIIITTTTTTTTT
 
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