"The dark side of the force is a pathway to many abilities some consider to be unnatural."
"I need a hundred thousand dollars. . . . I don't have any swimmin' in my show. . . . This is my life we're talking about here--we're not talkin' about . . . something else!"
"Where's Brick? Where's my only son Brick?"
"Now no one even says oops when they're passing they're gas--what ever happened to class?"
"It's just like Hamlet said, 'To thine own self be true.'"
"Hamlet didn't say that."
"Um, I think I remember Hamlet accurately."
"Well, I remember Mel Gibson accurately, and he didn't say that. That Polonius guy did."
"The royal penis is clean, your highness."
"Sardines! Sardines! Sardines!"
"Come and have a bathe."
“Because I'm not a Vanderbilt, suddenly I'm white trash? I grew up in Bel Air, Warner. Across the street from Aaron Spelling. I think most people would agree that's a lot better than some stinky old Vanderbilt.”
"Stand up, Miss Jean Louise. Your father is passing."
"As God is my witness, as God is my witness they're not going to lick me. I'm going to live through this and when it's all over, I'll never be hungry again. No, nor any of my folk. If I have to lie, steal, cheat or kill. As God is my witness, I'll never be hungry again."
"If I have to lie, steat, cheal, or kill. If I hafta make tuna casseroles! As God is my witness, I'll never be hungry again!"
"I do not, for one, think that the problem was that the band was down. I think that the problem may have been, that there was a Stonehenge monument on the stage that was in danger of being crushed by a dwarf."
"What would you have me do? Give out? Give up? Give in?"
"Give me a little peace."
"A little? Why so modest? How about eternal peace? Now there's a thought. "
"Dear Leonard. To look life in the face, always, to look life in the face and to know it for what it is. At last to know it, to love it for what it is, and then, to put it away. Leonard, always the years between us, always the years. Always the love. Always the hours."
"The first rule of Fight Club is - you do not talk about Fight Club. The second rule of Fight Club is - you DO NOT talk about Fight Club."
“Is it safe to have a radio attached to my balls like this?”
"For someone who was never meant for this world, I must confess I'm suddenly having a hard time leaving it. Of course, they say every atom in our bodies was once part of a star. Maybe I'm not leaving... maybe I'm going home."
“He's world-famous in Poland!”
"My dear young man, don't take it too hard. Your work is ingenious. It's quality work. And there are simply too many notes, that's all. Just cut a few and it will be perfect."
"There's no reason to become alarmed, and we hope you'll enjoy the rest of your flight. By the way, is there anyone on board who knows how to fly a plane? "
"Allow myself to introduce... myself."
"We have so much in common, we both love soup and snow peas, we love the outdoors, and talking and not talking. We could not talk or talk forever and still find things to not talk about. "
"It's going to lead to waitressing jobs and bitterness and the obsessive, pointless collecting of out-of-print original cast albums."
"I think it pisses God off when you walk by the color purple in a field and don't notice it."
"I'll hit you so hard, I'll kill your whole family."
"Cheating on a quiz show? That's sort of like plagiarizing a comic strip."
“Face it girls. I’m older and I have more insurance.”
“We gotta win that fight tonight. We gotta get even with those Socs! Let's do it for Johnny, man. We'll do it for Johnny!”
“Hi, I'm sorry. Technically, I did not kill Heather Chandler, but hey who am I trying to kid, right? I just want my high school to be a nicer place. Amen. Did that sounded bitchy?”
“This... 'stuff'? Oh... ok. I see, you think this has nothing to do with you. You go to your closet and you select out, oh I don't know, that lumpy blue sweater, for instance, because you're trying to tell the world that you take yourself too seriously to care about what you put on your back. But what you don't know is that that sweater is not just blue, it's not turquoise, it's not lapis, it's actually cerulean. You're also blithely unaware of the fact that in 2002, Oscar De La Renta did a collection of cerulean gowns. And then I think it was Yves St Laurent, wasn't it, who showed cerulean military jackets? And then cerulean quickly showed up in the collections of 8 different designers. Then it filtered down through the department stores and then trickled on down into some tragic casual corner where you, no doubt, fished it out of some clearance bin. However, that blue represents millions of dollars and countless jobs and so it's sort of comical how you think that you've made a choice that exempts you from the fashion industry when, in fact, you're wearing the sweater that was selected for you by the people in this room. From a pile of stuff.”
“Mr. Trask, it's awful not to be loved. It's the worst thing in the world. Don't ask me - even if you could - how I know that. I just know it. It makes you mean, and violent, and cruel. And that's the way Cal has always felt, Mr. Trask. All his life! Maybe you didn't mean it that way - but it's true. You never gave him your love. You never asked for his. You never asked him for one thing.”
“RIIIIIIIIIIFKIIIIIIII!!!!!”
“Terns? Mmh. If I help you, Clarice, it will be "turns" with us too. Quid pro quo. I tell you things, you tell me things. Not about this case, though. About yourself. Quid pro quo. Yes or no?”
“I keep telling you not to think! You're very, very good at a great many things, but thinking, hon', just simply isn't one of them.”
“Attention: no turbans for Miss Talbert!”
“When love comes so strong, there is no right or wrong. Your love is your love.”
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