Movie Quotes Blog

Detective Inspector Amer:
Good evening, Mrs Van Huet. I see you’ve got another dead woman in your hall.

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Captain Lt. Michael ‘Mike’ Brennan, NYPD:
Oh, Reilly. You just loved the idea of your father. Now, your father was dirty. He was as dirty as they come. Nothing big, just penny-ante stuff. You know, free meals. A place to coop. For a while, he was a bag man for a pad in the South Bronx. The normal stuff. He took home $100, $150 a week. That’s all. But hell, what a cop. Like me, he was the first through the door, the window, the skylight! I mean, he knew there were animals out there! He knew there was a line the niggers, the spics, the junkies, the faggots had to cross to get into people’s throats. He was that line. I am that line. And the f*cking judges and Jew lawyers, Aldermen and guinea DAs are raking it in. We take a f*cking hamburger and it’s goodbye badge, gun and pension. All the time, it’s our life that’s on the line. It’s our widows and our orphans! Now you’re a rogue cop, you mick bastard! You went from our side to their side.

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Leo Bloomenfeld:
[telling Al Reilly about Kevin Quinn] He’s a prick. He’s a racist and an anti-Semite and a prick. He wants to be Tom Dewey, and he will be. He married for politics and all he can see is way clear to, God knows how high up. Years ago, when we still had executions in the state, he used to volunteer as a witness. Yeah, his first murder case, uhh he was a young A.D.A. then and I’m talking years ago… The case was shaky, circumstantial and he wanted a recommended death penalty from the jury. Before he was finished, he had them leaving that poor black kid raped their mothers. He goes up to Sing-Sing for the electrocution. And the next day, we’re sitting around, drinking coffee and he walks in with this grin on his face and someone says “Hey, how did it go?”, he says, casually, “He fried!” and then he says, “I sure hope he was guilty!” and he laughs! f*ck him! Now and forever!

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Preston Pearlstein:
[getting introduced with Bloomenfeld’s friend] How do you do? I’m delighted!

Leo Bloomenfeld:
That’s it Perlstein! Don’t spoil my appetite, we haven’t eaten yet.

Preston Pearlstein:
[laughing] what a character!

[laughing again, louder]

Leo Bloomenfeld:
Look at that son of a bitch.

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Det. Luis Valentin:
Your ass was grassed man and he went in there, with lead pipe, and he saved your ass… And now you’re gonna deny him over his dead body? Man, Cobarde!

Bobby Texador:
Cobarde?

Det. Luis Valentin:
Yeah! You f*cking coward! Tony loved you like a brother, man! He worked for you since!

Bobby Texador:
You know, we knew you was a punk then but you’re being a punk now. Yeah, detective, come on, you couldn’t find a f*cking Jew in Rockaway. You know, you got a badge and a gun but you’re still a punk so shut the f*ck up.

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Captain Lt. Michael ‘Mike’ Brennan, NYPD:
You’re the whitest black man I know, Chappy.

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Gabriela:
Cybersex is dumb. I mean, how does one type and masturbate at the same time without getting the keyboard all sticky?

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Nelly:
The only thing that smoothes out the rough edges of my life is cum.

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Nelly:
Why make one man miserable if I can make alot of ‘em happy?

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Mr. Grimsdale:
Besides, we’re beaten Pitkin. Consolidated’s too big.

Norman Pitkin:
Oh. You was at Dunkirk, weren’t you Mr Grimsdale? I wonder what would have happened if you’d given up then.

Mr. Grimsdale:
You’re right Pitkin. We’ll fight them, to the last half pint of milk!

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Manuel:
This is important. This is very important. This is very, very important.

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Georgia:
Let me sleep on the sofa. I love sleeping on the sofa. Beds are too big when you’re alone.

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[Comrade Saakhov is negotiating with Nina’s uncle to buy her as his bride. Her uncle demands 25 rams. Saakhov pretests that the region has not yet met the Soviet quota for fleeces]

Nina’s uncle:
Aren’t you confusing your own fleece with the State’s?

comrade Saakhov:
I, among other things, Comrade Jabrial, was appointed here to watch over State interests. You’d better sit down.

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Coward:
To live, as they say, is well!

Experienced:
And to live well is even better!

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Bailiff:
All rise! Court is in session!

Coward:
All hail our court, the most humane court in the world!

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comrade Saakhov:
I admit my mistakes.

Nina:
The mistakes should not be admitted. They should be washed off… with blood!

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Nina’s uncle:
And I want a free tour ticket.

comrade Saakhov:
To Siberia!

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Dodger:
Roscoe, Roscoe. Is this us losing our sense of humor?

Roscoe:
Nah, I ain’t lost my sense of humor.

[Kicks over the TV]

Roscoe:
See? I find that funny.

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Oliver:
What kind of work do we do anyway?

Tito:
Investment banking, man. Didn’t you read about us in the Wall Street Journal?

Oliver:
Really?

Francis:
[chucking] Yes. Captains of Industry.

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Francis:
My name is Francis. Fran-cis. Not Frank. Not Frankie. Francis.

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[Georgette sees Oliver in the kitchen]

Georgette:
I, um, hope you won’t think me rude, but do you happen to know out of whose *bowl* you’re eating?

Oliver:
Yours?

Georgette:
[sarcastically] Ooh! Aren’t you a clever kitty?

Georgette:
And do you have any idea whose *home* this is?

Oliver:
I… thought it was Jenny’s.

Georgette:
Well, it may be Jenny’s *house*, but everything from the doorknobs down is *mine*!

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Dodger:
Whoa! Chill out, man. I don’t eat cats. It’s too much fur.

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Sykes:
[opens the car door to empty his ashtray, almost pushing Fagin off the pier] I don’t think you grasp the severity of the situation.

Fagin:
[hangs on to the sideview mirror to keep from falling] Oh, no, I grasp it. See? This is how I grasp.

[the mirror comes off and falls in the water]

Fagin:
Accident! Accident!

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Tito:
Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Ignacio Alonso Julio Federico De Tito.

Georgette:
Get away from me, you little bug-eyed creep.

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Dodger:
Picture the city. 8th and Broadway. The crowd’s hustling. The traffic’s roaring. The hot dogs are sizzling.

Einstein:
I love a story with food in it.

Dodger:
Enter Dodger, one bad puppy. Not just out for himself, but community minded. But he’s not alone. Enter the opposition. A vicious, ugly, psychotic monster. Gleaming claws, dripping fangs, and nine lives, all of them hungry. He came at me, his eyes burning. I knew my time had come. Suddenly…

[Oliver falls from the roof, spooking everyone]

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Georgette:
Don’t you come any closer! I knew this would happen someday.

Dodger:
Oh, you’ve barking up the wrong tree, sister. It’s not you we’re after.

Georgette:
It’s not?

[insulted]

Georgette:
It’s *not*? Well *why* not? What’s the problem, Spot? Not good enough for you? I mean, do you even know who I am? 56 blue ribbons. 14 regional trophies. Six-time national champion!

Dodger:
Oh, and we’re all very impressed. Right, guys?

Tito:
Very impressed!

Dodger:
This city’s got a beat, and you gotta hook into it. And once you get the beat, you can do anything.

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Einstein:
Look what I found!

[a broken tennis racket]

Francis:
Good show. Now all we need is a net and a tennis court.

Einstein:
Do you think this place is big enough?

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Fagin:
I don’t wanna put any undue pressure on you, but as you march off to do your duty, I want you to keep one thing in mind. Dead men do not buy dog food!

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Dodger:
Hey, keep it down, guys. The game’s on.

Tito:
Oh boy, Dodger. Tough dog have to get help from a CAT!

Dodger:
Hey, Tito, uh, cool it, man.

Tito:
Come on, let’s see this big, bad kitty fight in action!

Dodger:
Hey Tito, LOOK!

[Tito looks away, Dodger jumps on him]

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Tito:
[pulling out an old wallet] Check it out.

Francis:
Oh, shredded leather.

Tito:
Shredded wha… What you talkin’ about, man? That’s a primo wallet, man.

Francis:
Rubbish, you mean.

Tito:
All right, that does it, Frankie, man! You insulted my pride! That means death!

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Dodger:
You’re all right, kid, for a cat. We’ll keep a spot open in the gang for ya. Vice president, uptown chapter.

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Sykes:
Now, I lent you some money, and I don’t see it. Do you know what happens when I don’t see my money, Fagin?

[rolls up the car window on Fagin’s neck]

Sykes:
People get hurt. People like you get hurt. Do I make myself clear?

Fagin:
[wheezing] Clear! Perfectly clear!

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