Movie Quotes Blog

Chris:
So, when the babysitter looked more closely at the kids, she saw that… THEY HAD NO FACES!

Sarah:
Oh my God!

Chris:
Just a pool of mushy goo!

Sarah:
Like spaghetti-O’s?

Chris:
Spaghetti-O’s with meat!

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Chris:
What do you want?

John Pruitt:
I just want to help you.

Daryl:
Don’t listen to him, he just wants to scrape our faces off.

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John Pruitt:
Good luck Babysitter!

Chris:
You too Mr. Pruitt!

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Albert Collins:
Nobody leaves this place without singing the blues.

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Chris:
Just relax, Chris, tonight is going to be the greatest night of your life.

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Dan Lynch:
[two drunk guys approach Chris asking her to sign their copy of Playboy because she bears a striking resemblance to Miss March aka Chaylene] … Shes not Chaylene. Think about it… Do you honestly think a Playboy centerfold would have nothing better to do on a night like this than show up at a Kappa party with a bunch of kids?

Maitre D:
…Yea.

Dan Lynch:
Where is your brain?

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Daryl:
Brad, you wouldn’t believe what that girl would do for twenty bucks!

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Mike:
Girls like you come along once in a lifetime.

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Brad:
Daryl, why are you hugging me?

Daryl:
Brad don’t you ever die on me! Ever!

Brad:
O.K. I won’t.

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Brad:
[about Daryl] Why do I get this funny feeling we’re never going to see him again?

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Sara and Margaret:
Move your feet to the beat!

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College Girl:
I’m so lonely!

Daryl:
How could a righteous babe like you be lonely?

College Girl:
That’s the sweetest thing anybody’s ever said to me!

Daryl:
Really?

College Girl:
Wanna go to bed?

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Daryl:
This is weird.

Chris:
You’re weird.

Daryl:
HAHAHAHAHA!

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[in a telephone booth in the bus station]

Brenda:
Chris I’m begging you, it’s really scary here. I’ve just seen three people shoot up, a bald Chinese lady with no pants on, and there’s this old guy outside who wants his bedroom slippers!

Old Man:
[banging on telephone booth] Get out of my house!

Brenda:
[kicks out a small box and the guy’s slippers] You just moved!

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Daryl:
What are you doing? I’m trying to get a date, you’re cramping my style!

Chris:
She’s too old for you.

Teenage Runaway:
Oh, and you’re not.

Chris:
Well I’m his babysitter.

Teenage Runaway:
How old are you?

Chris:
17.

Chris:
Me too.

Chris:
You’re 17? What are you doing on the street?

Teenage Runaway:
I ran away from home.

Chris:
[remembering why they came into the city in the first place] BRENDA!

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Sarah:
[Trying to convince Chris not to leave her alone with Brad] What if the house explodes?

Chris:
The house is not going to explode!

Sarah:
You leave him here alone, and it will!

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Moe Curley:
[Moe is congratulating John for having an intense online session with Jordan] She is going to f*ck you in half!

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Brad:
How are we going to get fifty dollars!

Sarah:
Maybe we could sell Daryl… Ya think?

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Brad:
Uh… where’s the spare?

Daryl:
Maybe it’s on the car… ya think?

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Estragon:
We’re all born mad. Some remain so.

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Vladimir:
Don’t go yet.

Pozzo:
I’m going.

Vladimir:
What do you do when you fall far from help?

Pozzo:
We wait till we can get up. Then we go on. On!

Vladimir:
Before you go tell him to sing.

Pozzo:
Who?

Vladimir:
Lucky.

Pozzo:
To sing?

Vladimir:
Yes. Or to think. Or to recite.

Pozzo:
But he is dumb.

Vladimir:
Dumb!

Pozzo:
Dumb. He can’t even groan.

Vladimir:
Dumb! Since when?

Pozzo:
Have you not done tormenting me with your accursed time! It’s abominable! When! When! One day, is that not enough for you, one day he went dumb, one day I went blind, one day we’ll go deaf, one day we were born, one day we shall die, the same day, the same second, is that not enough for you? They give birth astride of a grave, the light gleams an instant, then it’s night once more.

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[first lines]

Estragon:
[struggles to remove his boot and fails] Nothing to be done.

Vladimir:
I’m beginning to come round to that opinion. All my life I’ve tried to put it from me, saying Vladimir, be reasonable, you haven’t yet tried everything. And I resumed the struggle.

[to Estragon]

Vladimir:
So there you are again.

Estragon:
Am I?

Vladimir:
I’m glad to see you back. I thought you were gone forever.

Estragon:
Me too.

Vladimir:
Together again at last! We’ll have to celebrate this. But how? Get up till I embrace you.

Estragon:
Not now, not now.

Vladimir:
May one inquire where His Highness spent the night?

Estragon:
In a ditch.

Vladimir:
A ditch! Where?

Estragon:
Over there.

Vladimir:
And they didn’t beat you?

Estragon:
Beat me? Certainly they beat me.

Vladimir:
The same lot as usual?

Estragon:
The same? I don’t know.

Vladimir:
When I think of it all these years but for me… where would you be? You’d be nothing more than a little heap of bones at the present minute, no doubt about it.

Estragon:
And what of it?

Vladimir:
It’s too much for one man.

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Estragon:
Didi?

Vladimir:
Yes.

Estragon:
I can’t go on like this.

Vladimir:
That’s what you think.

Estragon:
If we parted? It might be better for us.

Vladimir:
We’ll hang ourselves tomorrow. Unless Godot comes.

Estragon:
And if he comes?

Vladimir:
We’ll be saved.

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[last lines]

Vladimir:
Well? Shall we go?

Estragon:
Yes, let’s go.

[they do not move]

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Susan Applegate:
You know, General Wallace owes me 51 cents.

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Susan Applegate:
I’ll try and be a better lightbulb Uncle Phillip.

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First Conductor:
If you’re Swedish, suppose you say something in Swedish.

Susan Applegate:
I vant to be alone.

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Mr. Osborne:
Why don’t you get out of that wet coat and into a dry martini?

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Stell Barr:
We can’t simply shoot everyone!

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Zack Stone:
I don’t want to hurt anyone. But unfortunately you happen to be standing right where my gun’s about to go off.

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Redeye:
We all know what gutless cowards humans are, don’t you?

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Doc Valentine:
Jim, beam me up!

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Zack Stone:
This world dries up your soul.

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Jake Tremont:
A good driver knows when he’s not a good driver anymore.

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John Tremont:
[In his parents house] This place hasn’t changed a bit.

Annie:
Yeah, it’s going as is to the Smithsonian.

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John Tremont:
There’s something wrong with Mom’s insides.

Jake Tremont:
It isn’t cancer is it?

John Tremont:
No, it’s not.

Jake Tremont:
That cancer is a killer. Your Uncle Ben had five operations. Didn’t do a damn thing for him. If they tell you, you have cancer, you might as well pack your bags.

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Bingo Caller:
B-4.

Bingo Players:
And after!

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Dr. Chad:
What maybe happened is that he was so fearful of the cancer that his brain froze and stopped producing a chemical called Enzyme that his body needed. But with a last minute I.V. mixture, it gave him that bit of Enzyme that he needed. Of course, if this were taking place in the home, it was your tender love and caring that called your father back from where he had gone.

John Tremont:
I like that one better.

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