Dolores Claiborne
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Dolores Claiborne (Character)
from Dolores Claiborne (1995)

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Dolores Claiborne (1995)
Dolores Claiborne: If you say you're sorry one more time, I'll kick your butt up so high, you'll look like a hunchback.

Dolores Claiborne: It was just a bad patch.
Selena St. George: I had a fucking nervous breakdown, mother!

Dolores Claiborne: [to Joe] That is the last time you ever hit me! Next time, one of us is going to the bone yard.

Dolores Claiborne: If you wanna know what kind of life a person had, just look at their hands.

Dolores Claiborne: [to Selena, who is frantically taking pills] How is that going to help?
Selena St. George: Because in ten minutes, I'm gonna be fine.
Dolores Claiborne: Selena...

Dolores Claiborne: Go ahead and take what you want. I ain't doin' any beauty pageants today.

Dolores Claiborne: Now, you listen to me, Mr. Grand High Poobah of Upper Buttcrack, I'm just about half-past give a shit with your fun and games.

Dolores Claiborne: I did not murder that bitch any more than I'm wearing a diamond tiara.

Dolores Claiborne: You must have boyfriends. Beautiful girl like you, smart and out in the world... You tellin' me there's nobody?
Selena St. George: I'm telling you there's a *lot* of nobodies.

Dolores Claiborne: [sobbing] Why? Why'd you do this, Vera?
Vera Donovan: Because I hate the smell of being old.

Const. Frank Stamshaw: Going on a morning walk?
Dolores Claiborne: No, I'm just packing the get-away boat, so I can make my great escape.

Vera Donovan: I want my china pig!
Dolores Claiborne: Which one? There's only about two-hundred of 'em.

[Vera is not letting Dolores change her soiled sheets]
Dolores Claiborne: Vera, are ya gonna sit there and marinate in it? Come on!

Vera Donovan: [Vera is ringing a bell] Doloooress!...
Dolores Claiborne: Hell's bells. Look who's up.

Dolores Claiborne: We're gonna sit down and have ourselves a drink! And after we're done - after *I'm* done, you can run upstairs and take whichever one of them little pills makes you feel the best.

Det. John Mackey: I'm sorry, but I think it's for the best if you got yourself some legal representation.
Dolores Claiborne: You're sorry, are you? Bet the last time you were sorry was when you needed to use the pay toilet and the string on your pet dime broke.

Const. Frank Stamshaw: Selena, we'd like her to stay at her house for the next few days.
Dolores Claiborne: If I decide to make my grand escape to South America, I'll be sure to let you know first.

Kid on street: Look!
Kid on street: Hey Miss Claiborne!
Kid on street: Kill anyone else today?
Dolores Claiborne: Not just yet, when I change my mind I'll know exactly where to start

Dolores Claiborne: If anyone is going to accuse me of killing my husband, go right ahead and call me Dolores!

Dolores Claiborne: I got another surprise for you, Joe.
Joe St. George: What, did someone invent a pill to cure ugly?

Dolores Claiborne: Go ahead Joe, Kill me. All I ask is that you do it quick, and don't let Selena see the mess once you're through.

Dolores Claiborne: [noticing Vera's Phanny-Pan labeled as police evidence] Jesus crow - you didn't even have the decency to clean up after her! You telling me this is evidence?

Joe St. George: What are you talking about, I never touched Selena!
Dolores Claiborne: Oh yeah? Well then how come you're making a face like the devil just reached down and grabbed those little raisins you call balls?

Selena St. George: That is the last guy in the world you want to make an enemy out of.
Dolores Claiborne: I ain't makin' one, I'm KEEPIN' one.

Dolores Claiborne: Go ahead, Joe! All I ask is that you do it quick, and don't let Selena see the mess when it's over!
Dolores Claiborne: You wanna run me down, go ahead. You can be as mean and hurtful as you want, but this is the last time you will ever hit me! You do it again, one of us is goin' to the boneyard!

Dolores Claiborne: Hell ain't somethin' you get thrown into overnight. Nope. Real hell comes on you slow and steady as a line of wet winter sheets.