Movie Quotes Blog

Dodger:
All right, you guys. If Mr. Sykes don’t see some cold, hard cash, we are Doberman chow.

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Tito:
I don’t have time for long goodbyes, but here’s something to remember me by, baby.

[Tries to kiss Georgette; she hits him and he falls out the window]

Tito:
Ooh, I think she likes me, man!

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Tito:
Hey, man, if this is torture, chain me to the wall.

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[Jenny is at the wharf to ransom Oliver, unaware that Fagin is the kidnapper]

Jenny:
And what kind of person would steal an innocent little kitty?

Fagin:
Well, I… I mean, he… He might be up against a stone wall, at the end of his rope.

[Jenny starts sobbing]

Fagin:
He must have been a poor, desperate man.

Jenny:
It’s still wrong. I’m scared. I don’t know what to do. I don’t know what to do.

Fagin:
Neither do I.

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[Jenny has found Oliver and wants to keep him]

Winston:
I know you’re growing attached to the little fellow, but do try to understand. Your parents left me responsible for you.

Jenny:
They won’t mind. Really. Don’t worry, kitty. I’ll take care of you.

Winston:
Georgette is not going to like this.

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Rita:
Cool it, you guys. It’s just a cat.

Tito:
Mi madre, un gato!

Francis:
Felis domesticus!

Rita:
How did you find this place, cat?

Oliver:
I-I was following this dog.

Tito:
He’s lying! He’s lying! He’s lying!…

Rita:
[Kicks Tito] Stop it, Tito.

Francis:
And why would a cat follow a dog?

Einstein:
Yeah!

Oliver:
I just wanted some of the hot dogs I helped him get.

Tito:
He’s a spy, man! Come on, let’s eat him! You’re dead meat, kitty!

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Sykes:
So, Fagin. Did we bring something green and wrinkly to make Sykes happy?

Fagin:
Sykes, I have an airtight kitty - plan. Plan! It’s sweet and simple, the plan… Let me start over again.

Sykes:
Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy.

Fagin:
I got this kitty, see…

Sykes:
What am I going to do with you, Fagin?

Fagin:
Please, Sykes…

Sykes:
If you don’t have my money…

[he snaps his fingers and the Dobermans jump at Fagin; Dodger intercepts them and they fight]

Fagin:
No, no, Sykes! Please, stop! Your money’s coming tonight! It’s coming tonight! It’s from a rich cat - I mean, a cat from a rich family! They’re coming with the money I owe you to get their cat back!

[Sykes snaps his fingers again; the Dobermans stop fighting, leaving Dodger unconscious on the floor]

Sykes:
Well, looks like you’re doing all right for yourself. I’m proud of you, Fagin. Yeah, you’re starting to think big. You have twelve hours. And Fagin… this is your last chance.

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Dodger:
You wanna leave? Fine! There’s the door.

Einstein:
But he just got here.

Dodger:
Go on. No one’s stoppin’ ya.

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Tito:
It’s hard to watch anything when you’re being barbecued, man.

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Winston:
Rise and shine, Georgette. Your public awaits.

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Dodger:
Absitively posolutely!

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Georgette:
[singing] You pretty pups all over the city / I have your hearts and you have my pity / Pretty is nice, but still it’s just pretty / Perfect, my dears, is me.

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Georgette:
[singing] Girl, we’ve got work to do / Pass me the paint and glue / Perfect isn’t easy / But… it’s… me! /And when one knows the world is watching / One does what one must / Some minor adjustments, Darling / Not for my vanity / But for humanity.

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Tito:
It’s newspaper burritos for breakfast again, man.

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Francis:
[to Roscoe] Isn’t it rather dangerous to use ones entire vocabulary in a single sentence?

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Tito:
[in the limo] Forget Fagin, man. Let’s take this baby to Atlantic City.

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Fagin:
My days are numbered, and the number is three.

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Tito:
Hey, man, you’re ugly! And you’re uglier than him! And you’re Ugly, Part Three! Hey, you’re Revenge of the Ugly!

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Sykes:
Three sunrises. Three sunsets. Three days, Fagin.

Fagin:
[counting on his fingers] Three sunrises. Three sunsets. Three days. Three, three, three. That’s nine. Nine?

Sykes:
No, Fagin. Three.

Fagin:
Three? Oh, you mean, just three days? Oh, my goodness! Oh, I’m having a bad day!

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Rita:
Excuse me, assistant, who’s Rex?

Georgette:
NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS!

[to Francis, who is eating chocolates]

Georgette:
and YOU, Tubby, OFF THE BED!

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Jenny:
For the kitty, the house speciality: oeufs a la Jenny avec Cocoa Krispies.

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[after stealing the hot dogs]

Oliver:
So when are we gonna eat?

Dodger:
We?

Oliver:
Yeah. I’m starvin’.

Dodger:
Listen, kid. I hate to break it to ya, but the dynamic duo is now the dynamic *uno*.

Oliver:
What do ya mean?

Dodger:
What I mean is, our partnership is herewith dissolved.

Oliver:
But, wait! Wait. You’re not being fair!

Dodger:
Fares are for tourists, kid. Consider it a free lesson in street savoir faire from New York’s coolest quadruped.

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Mason:
You don’t like men much, do you?

Lena:
No.

Mason:
Maybe you’re the kind who prefers women.

Lena:
No. Women are even worse; they try to be like men, but they can’t cut it. I’d like to be a member of a third sex.

Mason:
Third sex? Mmm-hmmm. Well, which article would you have - the one that goes in, or the one that goes out?

Lena:
Both.

Mason:
Well, which one would you favor?

Lena:
Both. If I had both sex organs, I could just screw myself, couldn’t I? Well, couldn’t I?

[Mason gets up to leave the shack]

Lena:
Aren’t you going to finish your soup?

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Mason:
[holding a shotgun under Hellman’s jaw and pissing down Hellman’s leg] Businessmen do this to each other all the time.

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[from trailer]

Narrator:
They worked out of luck, out of hope. And faith was all they had to hang on to. But on this holy week, where guests are considered a blessing, these two unexpected visitors bring with them: a secret from the past. A secret that would test their love and challenge their faith. Now only a miracle will turn their fortune around.

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Jack:
Ah, pumpkin!

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Joey Evans:
Good Morning!

Linda English:
What’s good about it?

Joey Evans:
First hangover? Well, there’s a first time for everything.

Linda English:
Why do people drink when you feel so awful the morning after?

Joey Evans:
Maybe because it feels so good the night before.

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Linda English:
I’m never drinking again.

Joey Evans:
First hangover?

Linda English:
Why does it feel so bad?

Joey Evans:
It only feels so bad in the morning cause it feels so good the night before.

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Vera Simpson:
Who’s she?

Joey Evans:
She’s just a mouse.

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Linda English:
What did I do last night?

Joey Evans:
You kissed me.

Linda English:
I wasn’t myself.

Joey Evans:
Whoever you were, you were great!

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Vera Simpson:
Me and Joey are the same type of cat, we understand each other.

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Linda English:
My mother always says a lady’s a lady wherever she goes

Joey Evans:
And a bum’s a bum wherever he goes.

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Joey Evans:
The only thing I’m superstitious about is 13 in a bed.

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