Movie Quotes Blog

Wayne Gibbs:
My name’s Wayne. So what’s yours?

Sylvia Fuller:
Sylvia. But I’m gonna change it as soon as I’m old enough.

Wayne Gibbs:
How come?

Sylvia Fuller:
Because when I was little, all the other kids used to call me ‘Saliva.’

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Sonny Gibbs:
[when he learns that Sylvia’s father, a chicken farmer, does not approve of her going out with his son Wayne] Well, I’ve come up against a few chicken farmers in my time. You’ve just gotta outrun the buckshot and deny everything!

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Reverend Ray Horner:
[in the middle of a pulpit-pounding revival meeting sermon] And God said, I cast you OUT! you cigarette demon! You fornicatin’ demon! Cheatin’ demon! Stealin’ demon! Lyin’ demon! Yes, my friends, the Lord did a job on me that night!

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Sylvia Fuller:
[to her stepmother Ruth, who is scolding her for talking back] I’m gonna talk… talk, Talk, TALK!… until I explode! And then you’re gonna be very sorry for the way you’re treating me!

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Sylvia Fuller:
[as a ruse to deceive her father, who is about to whip her for sneaking out to be with Wayne] Daddy, I saw Jesus! I SAW JESUS! He was standing outside my window and he had on a white robe and he beckoned for me to follow him! So I climbed out the window and followed, and he went down the road and then I couldn’t see him no more, and then Wayne came along and picked me up and brought me home! You can do anything you want to do, you can torture me, you can cut out my tongue for a liar, but you can’t make me say I didn’t see him! I saw Jesus!

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Mrs. Monroe:
Cooper, you son of a bitch. I’m in jail. I only get one phone call. You think I wanna waste it talking to some goddamn f*cking machine?

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A.J. ‘The Reverend’ Shepherd:
You Cooper?

George Cooper:
Yeah.

A.J. ‘The Reverend’ Shepherd:
You all right?

George Cooper:
Who are you?

A.J. ‘The Reverend’ Shepherd:
I run the soup kitchen.

George Cooper:
On Kenmann.

A.J. ‘The Reverend’ Shepherd:
Right… right. This is crazy. C’mon.

George Cooper:
Thank God they deliver.

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Captain Bosch:
Are you kidding? Your guy’s got a camera. Mine’s got a flamethrower.

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Moenner, the psychotherapist:
A stroller sees a butterfly emerging from its cocoon. He can’t resist the pleasure of helping it out. He opens the cocoon gently and the butterfly appears. Great, no? Except that… Robbed of an effort which braces its wings, it can’t fly and gets eaten.

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Moenner, the psychotherapist:
Say you fall into a manure pit, what do you do?

[we see Eglantine hurry out of the pit]

Moenner, the psychotherapist:
Exactly. You climb out of the sh*t. Take a long shower. Figure out how you fell in. And only then read up on sh*t.

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Eglantine Laville:
[speaking of sexual intercourse] But what was it like, as a sensation?

Françoise:
What’s it like?

[she thinks it over]

Françoise:
It takes up room!

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Eglantine Laville:
I want to make love, not get laid.

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Moenner, the psychotherapist:
Sure, anyone who sees a shrink really needs help.

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Narrator:
Trees lie where they fall, and men were buried where they died.

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Narrator:
My father told me that for the first time, he saw these Indians as he had never seen them before - as people with homes and traditions and ways of their own. Suddenly they were no longer savages. They were people who laughed and loved and dreamed.

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Narrator:
My dad wasn’t just one man named Flint Mitchell. He was a breed of men… mountain men who lived and died in America. He used to tell me about these men he knew. Men who walked the Indian trails and blazed new ones where no man had ever been before. Men who found lakes and rivers and meadows. Men who found paths to the west and the western sea; who roamed prairies and mountains and plateaus that are now states. Men who searched for beaver and found glory. Men who died unnamed and found immortality. My father always began his story by telling me about the summer rendezvous of the mountain men. This is where they met every July after a year of trapping in the Rockies. Here they cashed in their furs, caught up on their drinking and the fighting and the gambling and the fun… and the girls. They lived hard and they played hard.

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Frank:
Do you always stop an interrogation to take personal phone calls?

Zaman:
You don’t have it boy, you don’t have it.

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Zaman:
Don’t take your gun with you they smell that from 100 meters.

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Katie:
I’ll start over again. But this time in Brussels and it will not only be with tits this time. They’ll get everything, and they’ll pay for it.

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Commissaris:
How is his condition?

Zaman:
Better order a wheelchair.

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Frank:
What’s your first name anyway?

Zaman:
Hervé

Frank:
Then I shall keep you calling Zaman I guess.

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Sally:
It doesn’t suit me to follow. It suits me to lead, and you can’t deal with that.

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Sally:
How did you choose the tango?

Pablo:
I didn’t. The tango chose me.

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Pablo:
I am a dancer. And a Jew.

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Anupama:
Love is sin, try doing it.

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Narrator:
The path of the righteous man and defender is beset on all sides by the iniquity 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 darkness, for he is truly his brother’s keeper, and the father of lost children. And I will execute great vengeance upon them with furious anger, who poison and destroy my brothers; and they shall know that I am Chiba the Bodyguard when I shall lay my vengeance upon them!

[Ezekial 25:17]

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Cassandra:
Pompeii’s citizens will befall the fate of the sinful men of Gomorrah!

Lurcio:
Will they, indeed?

Cassandra:
And Sodom

[pronounced Sod em]

Lurcio:
Ooh, I agree, the lot of them!

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[first lines]

Lurcio:
[during the opening credits when Frankie Howerd is displayed in small letters] Oh come on, bigger!

Lurcio:
[the name gets bigger] Don’t be ashamed of it!

Lurcio:
[now bigger] Bigger!

[now even bigger]

Lurcio:
Bigger!

Lurcio:
[the name is now very large, and most of it has disappeared] Alright, don’t go mad!

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Lurcio:
[in the sauna] I can’t see a bloody thing, can you?

[naked woman passes by when Lurcio is in front of the camera]

Lurcio:
Eh, was that a naked woman just then? Damn, I missed her.

[naked man passes by]

Lurcio:
But you couldn’t miss him now, could you?

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Lurcio:
[Lurcio is behind a bush and after a few minutes, produces a watering can] What are you looking at? Anyway I wasn’t so don’t think about it.

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[last lines]

Lurcio:
[to audience] I will quote from the last words of Cleopatra to Mark Antony: if you liked it, tell your friends. Saluté!

[gesticulates “up yours” with his fingers]

Lurcio:
Eh, what was that? Ah, go on now, off

[shot of the sky]

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Lurcio:
[after Cassandra’s prophecy; to the camera] Oh, she’s very embittered, you know. Very embittered. You’ve seen the ring she had on? Well, allegedly, that was given to her by her fiancé when she was eighteen, and he jilted her, and she hasn’t had it off since! Poor dear!

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Ludicrus Sextus:
[during Vesuvius’ eruption] I say, Lurcio, how did my speech go?

Lurcio:
[in the rubble] Master, you brought the house down!

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