14 titles.

1. Forrest Gump (1994)
Now you wouldn't believe me if I told you, but I could run like the wind blows. From that day on, if I was going somewhere, I was running!
...But you won't marry me.
... You don't wanna marry me.
Why don't you love me, Jenny?
You told me to, Drill Sergeant?
This is a new company record! If it wouldn't be such a waste of a damn-fine enlisted man I'd recommend you for OCS! You are gonna be a general someday, Gump, now disassemble your weapon and continue!
My given name is Benjamin Buford Blue, but people call me Bubba. Just like one of them ol' redneck boys. Can you believe that?
You can't keep trying to rescue me all the time.
Listen, you promise me something, OK? Just if you're ever in trouble, don't be brave. You just run, OK? Just run away.
Will you marry me?
To do whatever you tell me, drill sergeant!
You died on a Saturday morning. And I had you placed here under our tree. And I had that house of your father's bulldozed to the ground. Momma always said dyin' was a part of life. I sure wish it wasn't. Little Forrest, he's doing just fine. About to start school again soon. I make his breakfast, lunch, and dinner every day. I make sure he combs his hair and brushes his teeth every day. Teaching him how to play ping-pong. He's really good. We fish a lot. And every night, we read a book. He's so smart, Jenny. You'd be so proud of him. I am. He, uh, wrote a letter, and he says I can't read it. I'm not supposed to, so I'll just leave it here for you. Jenny, I don't know if Momma was right or if, if it's Lieutenant Dan. I don't know if we each have a destiny, or if we're all just floating around accidental-like on a breeze, but I, I think maybe it's both. Maybe both is happening at the same time. I miss you, Jenny. If there's anything you need, I won't be far away.
But you ain't got no legs, Lieutenant Dan.
Yes... yes, I know that. You wrote me a letter, you idiot!
You know it's funny what a young man recollects? 'Cause I don't remember bein' born. I don't recall what I got for my first Christmas and I don't know when I went on my first outdoor picnic. But I do remember the first time I heard the sweetest voice in the wide world.
Oh, yes sir. Bit me right in the buttocks. They said it was a million dollar wound, but the army must keep that money 'cause I still haven't seen a nickel of that million dollars.
That's what all these cripples down at the VA talk about: Jesus this and Jesus that, have I found Jesus yet? They even had a priest come and talk to me. He said God is listening and if I found Jesus, I'd get to walk beside him in the kingdom of Heaven. Did you hear what I said? WALK beside him in the kingdom of Heaven! Well kiss my crippled ass. God is listening? What a crock of shit.
Yeah? Well... before you go, why don't you get your ass down to the corner and get us another bottle of ripple?
Yeah, sir, you might want to send a maintenance man over to that office across the way. The lights are off, and they must be looking for a fuse box, 'cause them flashlights, they keep me awake.
The best thing about visiting the President is the food! Now, since it was all free, and I wasn't hungry but thirsty, I must've drank me fifteen Dr. Peppers.
Lieutenant Dan got me invested in some kind of fruit company. So then I got a call from him, saying we don't have to worry about money no more. And I said, that's good! One less thing.
Hey man! Hey listen, I was wondering if you might help me. 'Cause I'm in the bumper sticker business and I've been trying to think of a good slogan, and since you've been such a big inspiration to the people around here I thought you might be able to help me jump into - WOAH! Man, you just ran through a big pile of dog shit!
Remember what I told you, Forrest. You're no different than anybody else is. Did you hear what I said, Forrest? You're the same as everybody else. You are no different.
Aren't-aren't I going to be me?
Why are you so good to me?
You could come home with me, to my house in Greenbow, Jenny. You and little Forrest. I'll take care of you if you're sick.
Will you marry me, Forrest?
You don't say much do you?
Bubba was my best good friend. And even I know that ain't something you can find just around the corner. Bubba was going to be a shrimping boat captain, but instead, he died right there by that river in Vietnam.
Mama always said, God is mysterious. He didn't turn Jenny into a bird that day. But instead - he had the po-lice say Jenny didn't have to stay in that house no more. She went to live with her grandma, just over on Creekmore Avenue. And that made me happy, because she was close. And some nights she'd sneak out and come on over to my house, because she said she was scared. It may have been because of her grandma's dog, or somethin'.
Well, I told you that if actually got a shrimp boat I would be your first mate. And I am a man of my word. But if you think for a second that I am calling you "Sir," you got another thing comin'.
Forrest: Momma said there's only so much fortune a man really needs and the rest is just for showing off. So, I gave a whole bunch of it to the Foursquare Gospel Church and I gave a whole bunch to the Bayou La Batre Fishing Hospital. And even though Bubba was dead, and Lieutenant Dan said I was nuts, I gave Bubba's momma Bubba's share. And you know what? She didn't have to work in nobody's kitchen no more...
You would, Forrest.
Dear God, make me a bird. So I could fly far. Far far away from here.
My momma always said, "Life was like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're gonna get."
You have to do the best with what God gave you.
God damn it, Gump! You're a god damn genius! This is the most outstanding answer I have ever heard. You must have a goddamn I.Q. of 160. You are goddamn gifted, Private Gump. Listen up, people...
Now for some reason I fit in the army like one of them round pegs. It's not really hard. You just make your bed real neat and remember to stand up straight and always answer every question with "Yes, drill sergeant."
Mama always said, dying was a part of life. I sure wish it wasn't.
He should not be hitting you, Jenny.
Lieutenant Dan, I got you some ice cream.
Mama says they was magic shoes. They could take me anywhere.
Have you found Jesus yet, Gump?
I didn't know I was supposed to be looking for him, sir.
Lieutenant Dan, what are you doing here?
Do you think I could fly off this bridge, Forrest?
What do you mean, Jenny?
GUUUUUUMP! Why did you put that weapon together so quickly, Gump?
Anyway, like I was sayin', shrimp is the fruit of the sea. You can barbecue it, boil it, broil it, bake it, saute it. Dey's uh, shrimp-kabobs, shrimp creole, shrimp gumbo. Pan fried, deep fried, stir-fried. There's pineapple shrimp, lemon shrimp, coconut shrimp, pepper shrimp, shrimp soup, shrimp stew, shrimp salad, shrimp and potatoes, shrimp burger, shrimp sandwich. That- that's about it.
Have you ever been on a real shrimp boat?
Gump, how can you watch that stupid shit? Turn it off.
Life's a box of chocolates, Forrest. You never know what you're gonna get.
Sometimes, I guess there just aren't enough rocks.
It was a bullet, wasn't it?
That jumped up and bit you.
My name's Forrest Gump. People call me Forrest Gump.
Hello. My name's Forrest, Forrest Gump. You want a chocolate?
Like me.
You're his daddy, Forrest.
When I got tired, I slept. When I got hungry, I ate. When I had to go, you know, I went.
And so, you just ran?
Where are you boys from in the world?
You twins?
Nobody gives a hunky shit who you are, pus ball. You're not even a low-life, scum-sucking maggot. Get your ass on the bus, you're in the army now!
Have you ever been with a girl, Forrest?
Congratulations, how do you feel?
I believe he said he had to go pee. Heh heh.
America owes you a debt of gratitude, son. Now I understand you were wounded. Where were you hit?
Have you given any thought to your future, son?
My Mama always said you've got to put the past behind you before you can move on.
Are you coming along?
Well, now we ain't strangers anymore.
You understand this is the bus to the school, now, don'tcha?
Of course; you're Dorothy Harris, and I'm Forrest Gump.
Were you scared in Vietnam?
Yes. Well, I-I don't know. Sometimes it would stop raining long enough for the stars to come out... and then it was nice. It was like just before the sun goes to bed down on the bayou. There was always a million sparkles on the water... like that mountain lake. It was so clear, Jenny, it looked like there were two skies one on top of the other. And then in the desert, when the sun comes up, I couldn't tell where heaven stopped and the earth began. It's so beautiful.
I wish I could've been there with you.
You were.
You're gonna have to figure that out for yourself.
Well it's easy if you try, Dick.
Vacation's when you go somewhere... and you never come back.
Do you ever dream, Forrest, about who you're gonna be?
They was trying to grab you.
A lot of people try to grab me.
Where are you going?
I don't care.
He was from a long great military tradition. Somebody from his family had fought and died in every single American war. I guess you could say he had a lot to live up to.
There was Dallas, from Phoenix; Cleveland - he was from Detroit; and Tex... well, I don't remember where Tex come from.
Forrest, don't...
I just wanted to tell you I love you.
I love you too, Dad.
You're my girl!
They're sendin' me to Vietnam...
I never thanked you for saving my life.
You can sit here if ya want.
You guys get that pig unfucked and get it on the tree line!
So what are you doing in New York, Lt. Dan?
Jenny taught me how to climb. And I taught her how to dangle.
One day it started raining, and it didn't quit for four months. We been through every kind of rain there is. Little bitty stingin' rain... and big ol' fat rain. Rain that flew in sideways. And sometimes rain even seemed to come straight up from underneath. Shoot, it even rained at night...
Me and Jenny goes together like peas and carrots.
Do you have a cough due to cold?
So, are you enjoying yourself in our nation's capital, son?
So where are you staying?
Oh, no, I know of this much nicer hotel that's very new. It's very modern. I'll have my people set you up and take care of it for you.
Those must be comfortable shoes, I bet you could walk all day in shoes like those and not feel a thing.
My momma always said you can tell a lot about a person by their shoes, where they go, where they've been. I've worn lots of shoes, I bet if I think about it real hard I can remember my first pair of shoes.
Then, Bubba said something I won't ever forget.
Ya can't sit heah!
Oh, get your hands down. Do not salute me. There are goddamn snipers all around this area who'd love to grease an officer. I'm Lieutenant Dan Taylor. Welcome to Fort Platoon.
Well, you better tuck that in. Gonna get that caught on a tripwire.
I don't care. I don't like her, anyway.
Lieutenant Dan said he was living in a hotel and because he didn't have any legs he spent most of his time exercising his arms!
Some people don't think miracles happen, well, they do.
You know what I think. I think you should go home to Greenbow, Alabama!
2. The Mortal Instruments: City of Bones (2013)
You wouldn't believe me if I told you.
You wouldn't believe me if I told you.
No, no, no, you can't come home. You understand me? You don't come home.
Don't tell me. You've got a drawing emergency, and you need a nude model. I'm not in the mood.
If you go looking like your mundane self we won't get within 100 feet of Magnus Bane. He's the High Warlock of Brooklyn. Stop complaining, come with me.
If you'd been a real dad, you'd know me well enough to imagine where the Cup is, where my deepest thoughts are taking it. You don't know the first thing about me. You're not my dad. And you never will be.
Somebody told me that you like to play music.
You didn't see that?
You didn't see that?
But you DON'T need to encourage him.
Well, at least you don't have to worry about rejection.
You would, too, if you saw your father murdered when you were a child. If it weren't for him we'd be dead. He saves our lives more times than I care to admit. Right...
Isn't this the part where you start tearing off pieces of your shirt to bind my wounds?
If you wanted me to take off my clothes all you had to do was ask.
That guy Alec doesn't like me very much.
It isn't to me, either. But it is to the Clave. I don't make the rules.
Don't you remember what Hodge said?
Everything you've heard... about monsters, about nightmares, legends whispered around campfires. All the stories are true.
Oh God, this isn't happening.
What are you looking at?
Why can I see you and no one else can?
You're not a mundane.
You're mother is a Shadow Hunter... like you.
There's a map inside your head, Clary. YOU are the key to our survival.
Everyday you live your life...
Make sure you come straight home tonight.
You know your Mom, she gets like this sometimes...
But there's only so long you can hide from the truth.
Why don't we go in here?
What are you looking at?
Why can I see you and no one else can?
You're not a mundane.
You killed two cops!
They weren't cops!
I don't understand what any of this has to do with my Mom.
... like you.
Clary? Wow! You look... different.
I... I can't talk right now. Sorry.
You have an incredible gift and we need you... I need you.
Why can I see you when no-one else can?
You're not a mundane.
I don't understand what any of this has to do with my mom.
Your mother was a shadowhunter, like him; like you.
No, just me.
I almost killed you!
Next time, it might be a nice idea to mention that you already have a man in your bed, so we can avoid such uncomfortable situations.
You invited him to bed?
I know, it's ridiculous, isn't it? We would never have all fit.
I didn't invite him into bed. We were just kissing.
How swiftly you dismiss our love.
You play that piano as if you've lost your only love.
Go, you've done enough!
Don't speak to her like that! It's not her fault.
You're right, this is your fault!
Alec kept telling you that you were going to get hurt. That you were going to get us all hurt. Now he's the one dying.
Since Clary got here, we haven't been a team!
You know, Jace has got a real chip on his shoulder.
I can't pull this off.
How is being dressed like a hooker going to help me find my mom?
Doesn't she look great, Alec?
Ah... Simon Lewis, Keymaster. Are you the Gatekeeper?
I have no idea what you're talking about.
Wait, you can see this guy?
I just don't know how to look at the world anymore. I don't see street and traffic lights and cars. I see demons and angels. Everything's different.
The world's the same. You're the one who's different.
No one seems to have told them that.
3. Good Will Hunting (1997)
You wouldn't believe me if I told you.
So if I asked you about art, you'd probably give me the skinny on every art book ever written. Michelangelo, you know a lot about him. Life's work, political aspirations, him and the pope, sexual orientations, the whole works, right? But I'll bet you can't tell me what it smells like in the Sistine Chapel. You've never actually stood there and looked up at that beautiful ceiling; seen that. If I ask you about women, you'd probably give me a syllabus about your personal favorites. You may have even been laid a few times. But you can't tell me what it feels like to wake up next to a woman and feel truly happy. You're a tough kid. And I'd ask you about war, you'd probably throw Shakespeare at me, right, "once more unto the breach dear friends." But you've never been near one. You've never held your best friend's head in your lap, watch him gasp his last breath looking to you for help. I'd ask you about love, you'd probably quote me a sonnet. But you've never looked at a woman and been totally vulnerable. Known someone that could level you with her eyes, feeling like God put an angel on earth just for you. Who could rescue you from the depths of hell. And you wouldn't know what it's like to be her angel, to have that love for her, be there forever, through anything, through cancer. And you wouldn't know about sleeping sitting up in the hospital room for two months, holding her hand, because the doctors could see in your eyes, that the terms "visiting hours" don't apply to you. You don't know about real loss, 'cause it only occurs when you've loved something more than you love yourself. And I doubt you've ever dared to love anybody that much. And look at you... I don't see an intelligent, confident man... I see a cocky, scared shitless kid. But you're a genius Will. No one denies that. No one could possibly understand the depths of you. But you presume to know everything about me because you saw a painting of mine, and you ripped my fucking life apart. You're an orphan right?
So if I asked you about art, you'd probably give me the skinny... on every art book ever written. Michelangelo? You know a lot about him. Life's work, political aspirations. Him and the pope. Sexual orientation. The whole works, right? I bet you can't tell me what it smells like in the Sistine Chapel. You never actually stood there and looked up at that beautiful ceiling. Seeing that. If I ask you about women, you'll probably give me a syllabus of your personal favorites. You may have even been laid a few times. But you can't tell me what it feels like to wake up next to a woman... and feel truly happy. You're a tough kid. I ask you about war, you'd probably ah throw Shakespeare at me, right? "Once more into the breach, dear friends." But you've never been near one. You've never held your best friend's head in your lap... and watched him gasp his last breath lookin' to you for help. If I asked you about love, you'd probably quote me a sonnet, but you've never looked at a woman and been totally vulnerable. Known someone that could level you with her eyes. Feelin' like God put an angel on Earth just for you, who could rescue you from the depths of hell. And you wouldn't know what it's like to be her angel, to have that love for her be there forever. Through anything. Through cancer. And you wouldn't know about sleepin' sittin' up in a hospital room... for two months, holding her hand, because the doctors could see in your eyes... that the terms "visiting hours" don't apply to you. You don't know about real loss, 'cause that only occurs when you love something more than you love yourself. I doubt you've ever dared to love anybody that much. I look at you. I don't see an intelligent, confident man. I see a cocky, scared shitless kid. But you're a genius, Will. No one denies that. No one could possibly understand the depths of you. But you presume to know everything about me because you saw a painting of mine. You ripped my fuckin' life apart. You're an orphan, right? Do you think that I'd know the first thing about how hard your life has been - how you feel, who you are - because I read Oliver Twist? Does that encapsulate you? Personally, I don't give a shit about all that, because - You know what? I can't learn anything from you... I can't read in some fuckin' book. Unless you wanna talk about you, who you are. And I'm fascinated. I'm in. But you don't wanna do that, do you sport? You're terrified of what you might say. Your move, chief.
What is your obsession with this money? My father died when I was 13 and I inherited this money. You don't think that every day I wake up and wish I could give it back? That I would give it back in a second if I could have one more day with him? But I can't, and that's my life and I deal with it. So don't put your shit on me when you're the one that's afraid.
You're afraid of me! You're afraid that I won't love you back! Fuck it, I wanna give it a shot! At least I'm honest with you.
What if I said I wouldn't have sex with you again 'til I got to meet your friends; what would you say?
Why didn't you give me none of that nasty little hoochie-woochie you usually throw at me?
Man, I can't believe you brought Skylar here when we're all fucking bombed and been drinking. What the fuck is she gonna think about us?
No. No, no no no. Fuck you, you don't owe it to yourself man, you owe it to me. Cuz tomorrow I'm gonna wake up and I'll be 50, and I'll still be doin' this shit. And that's all right. That's fine. I mean, you're sittin' on a winnin' lottery ticket. And you're too much of a pussy to cash it in, and that's bullshit. 'Cause I'd do fuckin' anything to have what you got. So would any of these fuckin' guys. It'd be an insult to us if you're still here in 20 years. Hangin' around here is a fuckin' waste of your time.
I can't fuckin' believe you had tickets to that fuckin' game!
Thought about what you said to me the other day, about my painting. Stayed up half the night thinking about it. Something occurred to me... fell into a deep peaceful sleep, and haven't thought about you since. Do you know what occurred to me?
Yeah, you were smarter than me then and you're smarter than me now. So don't blame me for how your life turned out. It's not my fault.
I said I'd give you the change when we ordered the Sno-Cones when we pulled up, so why don't you give me my sandwich and stop being a prick.
Well why don't you give me your fucking sixteen cents you got on you and we'll put your sandwich on layaway. There you go, keep it right up here for you, We'll put you on a program. Everyday you bring your six cents and at the end of the week you'll get your sandwich.
Yeah, you were smarter than me then, and you're smarter than me now. So, don't blame me for how your life turned out.
I don't blame you! It's not about you, you mathematical dick! It's about the boy! He's a good kid! And I won't see you fuck him up like you're trying to fuck up me right now! I won't let you make feel like a failure too!
You know, I was on this plane once. And I'm sittin' there and the captain comes on and he does his whole, "We'll be cruising at 35,000 feet," then he puts the mike down but he forgets to turn it off. Then he turns to the copilot and goes, "You know, all I could go for right now is a fuckin' blow job and a cup of coffee." So the stewardess fuckin' goes bombin' up from the back of the plane to tell him the mic's still on, and this guy behind me goes, "Hey hon, don't forget the coffee!"
What do you wanna know? That I don't have 12 brothers? That I'm a fuckin' orphan? You don't wanna hear that... no, you don't wanna hear that. You don't wanna hear that I got fuckin' cigarettes put out on me when I was a little kid! That this
is 'cause the motherfucker stabbed me! You don't wanna hear that shit, Skylar. Tell me you don't wanna hear that shit isn't fuckin' surgery!
Stayed up half the night thinking about it. Something occurred to me. I fell into a deep, peaceful sleep and haven't thought about you since. You know what occurred to me?
Yeah, you were smarter than me then and you're smarter than me now, so don't blame me for how your life turned out, it's not my fault.
Don't fuck with me, Sean, not you!
You're an idiot. I've been sitting there all night waiting for you to come over to talk to me. But I'm tired now, and I have to go home, and couldn't just keep sitting there waiting.
You can't have a lot of dialogue with them.
You're angry at me for doing what you could have done; but ask yourself, Sean. Ask yourself if you want Will to feel that way, if you want him to feel like a failure.
Oh, you arrogant shit! That's why I don't come to the goddamned reunions, 'cause I can't stand that look in your eye. Ya know, that condescending, embarrassed look. You think I'm a failure. I know who I am, and I'm proud of what I do. I was a conscientious choice, I didn't fuck up! And you and your cronies think I'm some sort of pity case. You and your kiss-ass chorus following you around going, "The Fields Medal! The Fields Medal!" Why are you still so fuckin' afraid of failure?
Look - you're my best friend, so don't take this the wrong way. In twenty years, if you're still livin' here, comin' over to my house to watch the Patriots games, still workin' construction, I'll fuckin' kill you. That's not a threat; now, that's a fact. I'll fuckin' kill you.
Maybe *you're* perfect right now. Maybe you don't wanna ruin that. I think that's a super philosophy, Will; that way you can go through your entire life without ever having to really know anybody...
Look, you're my best friend, so don't take this the wrong way but, in 20 years if you're still livin' here, comin' over to my house, watchin' the Patriots games, workin' construction, I'll fuckin' kill ya. That's not a threat, that's a fact, I'll fuckin' kill ya.
Look, if you're gonna jerk off, why don't you do it at home with a moist towel?
No, not a lick. I mean, I look at a piano, I see a bunch of keys, three pedals, and a box of wood. But Beethoven, Mozart, they saw it, they could just play. I couldn't paint you a picture, I probably can't hit the ball out of Fenway, and I can't play the piano.
See, the sad thing about a guy like you is in 50 years you're gonna staht doin some thinkin on your own and you're gonna come up with the fact that there are two certaintees in life. One, don't do that. And Two, you dropped a hundred and fifty grand on a fuckin education you coulda got for a dollah fifty in late chahges at the public library
Most days I wish I'd never met you 'cause then I could sleep at night. I didn't have to walk around with the knowledge that there was someone like you out there. I didn't have to watch you throw it all away.
You're kiddin' me.
No, I'm not kiddin' you, Will. That's why I'm not talkin' right now about some girl I saw at a bar twenty years ago and how I always regretted not going over and talking to her. I don't regret the 18 years I was married to Nancy. I don't regret the six years I had to give up counseling when she got sick. And I don't regret the last years when she got really sick. And I sure as hell don't regret missin' the damn game. That's regret.
You're not perfect, sport, and let me save you the suspense: this girl you've met, she's not perfect either. But the question is whether or not you're perfect for each other.
Morgan, why don't you jerk off in your own fucking house. Man, that's fucking filthy.
What do you want me to do?
You're just a kid, you don't have the faintest idea what you're talkin' about.
You think I know the first thing about how hard your life has been, how you feel, who you are, because I read Oliver Twist? Does that encapsulate you? Personally... I don't give a shit about all that, because you know what, I can't learn anything from you, I can't read in some fuckin' book. Unless you want to talk about you, who you are. Then I'm fascinated. I'm in. But you don't want to do that do you sport? You're terrified of what you might say. Your move, chief.
Maybe you haven't met the right woman?
Look, buddy, a few seconds ago you were ready to give *me* a jump!
Hey, I don't have a problem with it. I don't care if you putt from the rough!
I knew you before you were a mathematical god, when you were pimple-faced and homesick and didn't know what side of the bed to piss on!
No, you were born with it. So don't cop out behind "I didn't ask for this".
I just have a little question here. You could be a janitor anywhere. Why did work at the most prestigious technical college in the whole fuckin' world? And why did you sneak around at night and finish other people's formulas that only one or two people in the world could do and then lie about it? 'Cause I don't see a lot of honor in that, Will.
If you were gonna fight them, why didn't you fight them back there? We got snacks now!
My name is Gerald Lambeau. The professor who you told to go fuck himself.
Mod fx... squared... dx. So please finish Parceval, by next time. I know many of you had this as undergraduates, but it won't hurt to brush up.
Hey, I'm not here for a fuckin' book report. They're your books. Why don't you read them?
You fuckin' retarded? You went all the way out there in the rain and you didn't bring the number?
Every day I come by your house and I pick you up. And we go out. We have a few drinks, and a few laughs, and it's great. But you know what the best part of my day is? For about ten seconds, from when I pull up to the curb and when I get to your door, 'cause I think, maybe I'll get up there and I'll knock on the door and you won't be there. No goodbye. No see you later. No nothing. You just left. I don't know much, but I know that.
Well, let's see if you can get this one. I've got a little story for you. All right. There's an old couple in bed. Mary and Paddy. And they wake up on the morning their... fiftieth anniversary. And Mary looks over and gazes adoringly at Paddy, she's like, "Aw, Jesus, Paddy. You're such a good lookin' feller. I love you. I want to give you a little present. Anything your little heart desires, I'm going to give it to ya'. What would you like?" And Paddy's like, "Aw, gee, Mary, that's a very sweet offer. Now, in fifty years, there's one thing that's been missing. And uh... I would like you to give me a blow job. I would like that." And Mary's like, "All right." She takes her teeth out, puts them in the glass and she gives him a blow job. And afterwards, Paddy's like, "Ah, geez, now THAT's what I've been missin'. That was the most beautiful, Earth-shatterin' thing ever. Beautiful Mary, I love ya'! Is there anything that I can do for you?" And Mary looks up at him and she goes,
You're suspect! Yeah, you! I don't know what your reputation is in this town, but after the shit you tried to pull today you can bet I'll be looking into you. Now the business we have, heretofore, you can speak with my aforementioned attorney. Good day, gentlemen; and until that day comes, keep your ear to the grindstone.
Thought about what you said to me the other day. About my painting.
You're just a kid. You don't have the faintest idea what you're talking about.
You'll have bad times, but it'll always wake you up to the good stuff you weren't paying attention to.
This isn't about me, Sean. I'm nothing compared to this young man.
No, no, no, no! There's no problem here. I was just hoping you might give me some insight into the evolution of the market economy in the southern colonies. My contention is that prior to the Revolutionary War, the economic modalities, especially in the southern colonies, could be most aptly described as agrarian pre-capitalist.
See, the sad thing about a guy like you is, in 50 years you're gonna start doin' some thinkin' on your own and you're going to come up with the fact that there are two certainties in life: one, don't do that, and two, you dropped 150 grand on a fuckin' education you could have got for a dollar fifty in late charges at the public library!
That may be, but at least I won't be unoriginal. But I mean, if you have a problem with that, I mean, we could just step outside - we could figure it out.
You know what? You can shove your medal up your fucking ass! Because I don't give a shit about your medal. Because I knew you before you were a mathematical God. When you were pimple-faced and homesick and didn't know which side of the bed to piss on!
I DON'T BLAME YOU! It's not about *you*, you mathematical dick!
My father was an alcoholic. Mean fuckin' drunk. He'd come home hammered, looking to whale on somebody. So I'd provoke him, so he wouldn't go after my mother and little brother. Interesting nights were when he wore his rings.
I didn't know you had.
Hey, Will? I don't know a lot. You see this? All this shit?
No, no, you don't. It's not your fault.
Don't fuck with me.
Do you have a soul mate?
Someone you can relate to, someone who opens things up for you.
Not to me, they're not.
So you're the one.
Fuck you.
You're the shepherd.
Men are shameless. If you're not thinking with your wiener, then you're acting directly on its behalf.
Thank you.
Real loss is only possible when you love something more than you love yourself.
I didn't get on Cathy last night.
I don't know.
Oh, fuck you and your Irish curse, Chuckie. Like I'd waste my energy spreading my legs for that Tootsie Roll dick? So go home and give it a tug yourself.
Do you like apples?
Well, I got her number. How do you like them apples?
You're legally allowed to drink now, so we figured the best thing for you was a car.
So what do you really want to do?
Maybe you should go do that.
If you ever disrespect my wife again, I will end you. I will fucking end you. You got that, chief?
See you Monday. We'll be talking about Freud and why he did enough cocaine to kill a small horse.
You were hoping for a good night kiss.
No, you know. I'll tell ya, I was hoping for a good night lay, but I'd settle for a good night kiss.
How very noble of you.
Thank you... But I was, you know, hoping for a good night kiss.
I teach this shit, I didn't say I know how to do it.
...You ever think about gettin' remarried?
Yeah; well, I think that's a super philosophy, Sean. I mean, that way you could actually go through the rest of your life without ever really knowing anybody.
When you think about it, it's just as arbitrary as drinking coffee.
Do you buy all these books retail or do you send away for, like, a shrink kit that comes with all these volumes included?
What the fuck you talkin' about?
You got somethin' none of us have...
Oh, come on! What? Why is it always this? I mean, I fuckin' owe it to myself to do this or that. What if I don't want to?
And why does he hang out with those retarded gorillas, as you called them? Because any one of them, if he asked them to, would take a fucking bat to your head, okay? It's called loyalty.
Do you play the piano?
Okay, when you look at a piano you see Mozart, right?
So what are you saying? You play the piano?
But you can do my o-chem paper in under an hour.
Not unless you grab my ass.
So, when did you know, like, that she was the one for you?
Jesus Christ. You know the fuckin' date?
My friends and I had, you know, slept out on the sidewalk all night to get tickets.
You got tickets?
Yep. Day of the game. I was sittin' in a bar, waitin' for the game to start, and in walks this girl. Oh, it was an amazing game, though. You know, bottom of the eighth, Carbo ties it up at 6-6. It went to twelve. Bottom of the twelfth, in stepped Carlton Fisk. Old Pudge. Steps up to the plate, you know, and he's got that weird stance.
He's going, "Get over! Get over! Get OVER!" And then it HITS the foul pole. OH, he goes apeshit, and 35,000 fans, you know, they charge the field, you know?
Did you rush the field?
No, I didn't rush the fuckin' field; I wasn't there.
You missed Pudge Fisk's home run?
To have a fuckin' drink with some lady you never met?
Yeah, but you shoulda seen her; she was a stunner.
I don't care if Helen of Troy walks in the room, that's Game 6!
Oh my God; and who are these fuckin' friends of yours, they let you get away with that?
W-w-w-what'd you say to them?
That's what you said? And they let you get away with that?
I didn't know Pudge was gonna hit a homer.
Why shouldn't I work for the N.S.A.? That's a tough one, but I'll take a shot. Say I'm working at N.S.A. Somebody puts a code on my desk, something nobody else can break. Maybe I take a shot at it and maybe I break it. And I'm real happy with myself, 'cause I did my job well. But maybe that code was the location of some rebel army in North Africa or the Middle East. Once they have that location, they bomb the village where the rebels were hiding and fifteen hundred people I never met, never had no problem with, get killed. Now the politicians are sayin', "Oh, send in the Marines to secure the area" 'cause they don't give a shit. It won't be their kid over there, gettin' shot. Just like it wasn't them when their number got called, 'cause they were pullin' a tour in the National Guard. It'll be some kid from Southie takin' shrapnel in the ass. And he comes back to find that the plant he used to work at got exported to the country he just got back from. And the guy who put the shrapnel in his ass got his old job, 'cause he'll work for fifteen cents a day and no bathroom breaks. Meanwhile, he realizes the only reason he was over there in the first place was so we could install a government that would sell us oil at a good price. And, of course, the oil companies used the skirmish over there to scare up domestic oil prices. A cute little ancillary benefit for them, but it ain't helping my buddy at two-fifty a gallon. And they're takin' their sweet time bringin' the oil back, of course, and maybe even took the liberty of hiring an alcoholic skipper who likes to drink martinis and fuckin' play slalom with the icebergs, and it ain't too long 'til he hits one, spills the oil and kills all the sea life in the North Atlantic. So now my buddy's out of work and he can't afford to drive, so he's got to walk to the fuckin' job interviews, which sucks 'cause the shrapnel in his ass is givin' him chronic hemorrhoids. And meanwhile he's starvin', 'cause every time he tries to get a bite to eat, the only blue plate special they're servin' is North Atlantic scrod with Quaker State. So what did I think? I'm holdin' out for somethin' better. I figure fuck it, while I'm at it why not just shoot my buddy, take his job, give it to his sworn enemy, hike up gas prices, bomb a village, club a baby seal, hit the hash pipe and join the National Guard? I could be elected president.
Wait, Bill. Hold it. Did you hear that?
Morgan! If you're watching pornos in my mom's room again, I'm gonna give you a fucking beating!
I ain't got a VCR in my house.
I didn't use the glove.
I mean, what's wrong with you? You'll hump a baseball glove?
Ain't there another VCR in the house?
Why thank you.
It's all right. You've never been out of Boston.
Maybe you should watch your mouth. Watch it right there, Chief!
Morgan, I'm not going to Kelly's just because you like the takeout girl. It's fifteen minutes out of our way.
What the fuck are we gonna do that we can't spare fifteen minutes?
Do you find it hard to hide the fact that you're gay?
Do you have a soul mate?
Someone you can relate to, someone who opens things up for you.
Chuckie's family; he would lie down in fucking traffic for you.
Will you shut the fuck up? I know what you ordered, I was there.
So give me my fucking sandwich.
What do you mean your sandwich? I bought it. Hey Morgan, how much money you got on you?
Why do you have to be such an asshole?
What am I, fuckin' sandwich welfare? I think you should establish a good line of credit. Like how you bought your couch, payment plans. Remember how your mother brought in $10 everyday for a year and she finally got her couch Rent-A-Center Style?
I didn't ask for this.
Right, and that's honorable. Sure, that's why you took that job. I mean, for the 'honor' of it.
What the fuck do you want?
Well, what the fuck do you want?
You ever plan on paying your tab?
I don't think that will cover it.
Do you have lots of brothers and sisters?
I'm Irish Catholic, what do you think?
You do not have 12 brothers.
Do you know all their names?
Do you like books?
Did you read any of these books?
I don't know.
What about the ones on the top shelf? You read those?
Good for you. What do you think about 'em?
Must've taken you a long time.
Christ, who did you call?
Haven't heard of him.
Why, thank you.
It's all right. You've never been out of Boston.
You have a bullshit answer for everything.
You'll never have that kind of relationship in a world where you're afraid to take the first step because all you see is every negative thing 10 miles down the road.
Tim, can you help us? We're trying to settle a bet.
And you've heard of Albert Einstein?
Thank you, Tim.
Of course that's your contention. You're a first-year grad student; you just got finished reading some Marxian historian, Pete Garrison probably. You're gonna be convinced of that 'till next month when you get to James Lemon. Then you're going to be talking about how the economies of Virginia and Pennsylvania were entrepreneurial and capitalist way back in 1740. That's gonna last until next year; you're gonna be in here regurgitating Gordon Wood, talkin' about, you know, the pre-revolutionary utopia and the capital-forming effects of military mobilization.
Well, as a matter of fact, I won't, because Wood drastically underestimates the impact of social...
"Wood drastically underestimates the impact of social distinctions predicated upon wealth, especially inherited wealth"? You got that from Vickers' "Work in Essex County," page 98, right? Yeah, I read that too. Were you gonna plagiarize the whole thing for us? Do you have any thoughts of your own on this matter? Or do you, is that your thing, you come into a bar, read some obscure passage and then pretend - you pawn it off as your own, as your own idea just to impress some girls, embarrass my friend?
Yeah, but I will have a degree. And you'll be servin' my kids fries at a drive-thru on our way to a skiing trip.
He pushes people away before they get a chance to leave him. It's a defense mechanism. And for 20 years he's been alone because of that. And if you push him right now, it's gonna be the same thing all over again and I'm not gonna let that happen to him.
You wanna talk about it?
Look at me son.
You're an idiot.
4. Foyle's War (2002 TV Series)
Episode: The French Drop (2004)
You wouldn't believe me, if I told you.
I was rather worried they weren't going to let you out.
Glad to see you!
Are you going to?
You know what you need? Something to take your mind off things. A jolly good murder - that'd do it.
5. Ghost Rider (2007)
You wouldn't believe me if I told you. Look, you don't know me, but I love him. So if there's anything you know that can help, anything...
Why? Why JB? Why wouldn't you tell me?
Listen to me, and try to get this through your thick skull. You don't work for my father anymore, you work for me.
You don't know me, but I love him.
The way I see it is I've got a couple of choices: I could either accept that you really believe what you're telling me is true, & take you to the nearest psychiatric hospital.
Don't lie to me! You've been keeping it all these years.
You're pissing me off.
You think I'm pretty don't you?
You know, you seem like a nice lady, and you're purty and all but we were riding the gravy train on biscuit wheels around here, and then you showed up, everything went to hell. So why don't you just go back to wherever it is you came from?
Okay, well, lately he's been readin' these really weird books, and they're messin' with his mind, you know. And he's writin' stuff down, and he's stayin' up late. And he does it over here. You can go through his stuff, and I don't know if it means anything.
Now you're gonna have to trust me.
Any man that's got the guts to sell his soul for love has got the power to change the world. You didn't do it for greed, you did it for the right reason. Maybe that puts God on your side. To them that makes you dangerous, makes you unpredictable. That's the best thing you can be right now.
Perhaps you'll ride for me some day.
Thank God you listened to me, took the cars out. It would've been suicide otherwise This way if you come up short, see, you'll come down on some nice, soft, green... grass?
You're a slow learner, aren't you, Rider? You cannot catch the wind!
No. I'm gonna own this curse... and I'm gonna use it against you. Whenever innocent blood is spilt, it'll be my father's blood... and you'll find me there. A spirit of vengeance... fighting fire with fire.
You can't live in fear.
Your Penance stare won't work on me. I've no soul to burn.
Or, I realize that you'd rather make up ridiculous stories than be honest with me... and I walk out of that door... forever.
Thank you for telling me I'm the devil's bounty hunter.
My daddy once said, "If you don't make a choice, the choice makes you."
No, I got a huntin dog named Lucky. He's got one eye and no nuts. Luck don't cover it, JB. Man, you got an angel looking after you.
You're a hotshot, ain't you, boy? Young, think you know everything there is to know. Think you're gonna live forever. Is that about right?
Hey, you can't be here this is private...
I don't know what you're talking about.
There's an old saying, don't raise more demons than you can lay down. My father raised one too many.
When you do things without thinking you ain't making the choice, the choice is making you.
So, tonight you'll... rawr"?
I believe so.
Yeah, trust me, his career's the least of it.
I can't go back. Not now.
Then tell me what the hell's goin' on!
He may have my soul but he doesn't have my spirit.
It's said that the West was built on legends. Tall tales that help us make sense of things too great or too terrifying to believe. This is the legend of the Ghost Rider.
You run a show?
I think you might be lost, boy. You deaf or something?
You got a problem with that?
Sterilize that for me.
Well, because you would have thrown a fit.
Call me old-fashioned, I'm funny that way. Human sacrifice makes me uncomfortable. Why, JB? Why helicopters, man?
You know what I've been thinking about? A new stunt. But instead of the cars or the ring of fire, a helicopter.
You have his heart, now I'm going to break it.
You all right?
You, guilty.
You, innocent.
Congradulations, Johnny. You upheld your end of the bargain. It's time I take back the power of the Ghost Rider. You get your life back. The love you've always wanted. You can start a family of your own. There are more deals to be made. More people willing to give their souls for what they desire. Let someone else carry this curse. You're free now. After all... a deal's a deal.
I will make you pay for this.
I knew you were here. I could smell your fear.
There's an old saying: Raise no more devils than you can lay down. My father raised one too many.
Forgive me father for I have sinned. I have sinned a lot.
You see, now that...
Come over here and I'll kill you, you son of a bitch!
You cannot live in fear.
"What". You should be taking a dirt nap after that ragdoll today.
How much NOS did you put in the tank?
So, could you tell us about The Good Samaritan?
You. You killed him.
I cured his cancer. That was the deal. But I couldn't let him come between... *us*.
If you're wondering if your bike looks normal, it does. And to answer your next question: last night did happen.
Who are you?
Who are you?
You're the Ghost Rider!
How does it feel to have all that evil inside of you? All their power?
I've got one last ride left in me.
Can YOU keep up?
Ahem, that's not the point. Point is, we've been doing this act less a week. You're already screwing around.
We both know why you done it. You think she's gonna stand by you when you're in a wheelchair? Huh? Huh, hotshot?
What do you know about that?
How is not important. What if I could make him better? Give him back his health? Would you be willing to make a deal?
By sunrise tomorrow, your father will be healthy as a horse. And you will have your whole life ahead of you. It's your choice, Johnny.
All you have to do is sign.
Johnny Blaze, thank you for talking to us before your big jump. No one has ever attempted such a distance before: Three hundred feet from field goal to field goal. What's going through your mind, right now?
You look really good.
This is the end of the trail for me. I got nothing left, I could only change one more time and I was saving it for this. God knows I made my share of mistakes. I've been trying to make them right ever since. All I can do is hope he sees fit to give me a second chance.
Thank you.
No. Thank you, kid.
Saint Bible's church, they're in charge of the whole thing. You really should'nt be here.
That's what they keep telling me.
Sworn to keep it from the likes of you.
That's a dead end. You got him.
You're going down!
I don't think so!
6. Sinbad: Legend of the Seven Seas (2003)
You wouldn't believe me if I told you.
You know, they don't do you justice.
Look, this is the way it works. First, I actually commit a crime, *then* you get to blame me for it!
I don't know... but he owes me lunch.
You scaled a thousand-foot tower of ice, and you don't know how to get down?
Don't push your luck, Sinbad. You're cute. But not *that* cute.
You're rescuing me?
You're not thinking big enough, Sinbad. Steal the book for ransom and you can be rich enough to lounge on an island beach. Steal the book for me, and you can buy the beach. And the island. And the world.
Heartfelt? From you? Sinbad! You don't have a heart.
Augh! I'm not responsible for this mess! And I didn't ask Proteus to put his neck on the line for me!
Look, clearly I can't appeal to your *honour*. But I have other ways of convincing you.
Now we all know what happens if you get the Book of Peace. You return it to Syracuse and save Proteus. But if you don't get the Book, you have a choice to make. Either sail to paradise with the woman of your dreams, or return to Syracuse to die. You're either a thief or a hero. So here's my question: If you don't get the Book, will you go back to die?
See, now I just feel bad, 'cause you're gonna get fired.
And you are?
Eris, the goddess of discord. You may have seen my likeness on the temple walls.
Try me.
Okay, here goes. So I meet Eris, the goddess of discord? She's got a major crush on me, and she invited me back to her place.
Do you have any idea how serious this is?
Do you have any idea how many times I've heard that today?
Beautiful - if you like mosquitoes.
Are you sure you...
Yes, we have done this kind of thing before, no, there is no other way, and yes, you do have my permission to stand there quietly and receive a free lesson in sailing. Besides, a ship is no place for a woman.
Oh, right, like I'd give you a weapon.
She couldn't see the bird? Everyone else saw it. It's as big as the freaking ship! Marina? Marina is looking the other way.
I don't know.
I don't know yet. I'm workin' on it.
Hey, if you'd rather take your chances by yourself, that can be arranged!
Well, well, well. This has got to be a little embarrassing for you, Eris.
Well - yes, if that's what you want to call it. But this is going to cost you another diamond. Rescues are not part of the usual tourist package.
Put a shirt on before you poke someone's eye out!
No Spike... Don't...
You know, you really ought to be a little more courteous.
Right, right, listen, I'm sorry about that. I don't suppose a heartfelt apology would do.
Thank you. Uh... nice place you got here.
Wow. That's a - good plan! Well, I see you're busy, so listen, we'll just take the Book of Peace and - get out of your way.
What do you think you're doing here?
I'm here to make sure you get the Book of Peace. Or bring back your dead body if you fail.
*Really.* And how are you going to pull that off?
Did you bring a crew?
You know how to get to Tartarus?
Can you navigate on your own?
Well good! Then I'll dump your butt in a rowboat and you can paddle all the way back to Syracuse. 'Cause we're going to Fiji.
You're really not going to lose any sleep over this, are you?
Because me, I'd be tossing and turning, knowing I'm alive... because I let my friend die.
Really? Uh... Just how do you expect to do that?
Sinbad, you're not a very complicated guy. All someone has to do is imagine the most *gutless* course of action and you're bound to take it!
As you can see, we're well equipped to accommodate the most discerning of royal taste. We have excellent ocean views! Luxurious living quarters -
Oh hey Spike, there you are.
I'd like to introduce you to your new bunkmate, or actually you're *his* new bunkmate, as it's actually his bunk. We do hope you have a pleasant stay aboard the Chimera! Oh. If he starts hugging your leg - it means he likes you.
Are you crazy? I saved your life!
And you chipped the paint! Right here, look at it! That's more than a little scratch!
Thank you!
You're welcome!
Don't worry about it!
I won't!
Bye to you!
Do you have a plan?
You still fight like an old woman.
Sinbad? What are you doing here?
Working. You?
Yeah, you see in the hands of an expert a good knife has 1,001 good uses
Honestly you are the most boarish pig headed man I have ever met.
Hey Lady! I've seen the high born boys your type hangs out with ha... and I'm the only man you've ever met.
7. Pure Country (1992)
Oh, something to do with trees and roots. You wouldn't believe me if I told you.
If is wasn't for me, you would probably still be singing in some run-down rat hole for a bunch of fat cowgirls from Iowa.
Yeah, and if it wasn't for me, you would probably be a waitress there.
You know, Grandma Ivy, in all the years I've know you I don't think you've ever answered a question directly.
Well, sometimes the tree grows too fast and the roots don't develop. And sometimes you have to chop off the top of that tree to let the roots catch up.
Man, I should've known you'd find me. How'd you do it?
Haven't seen you around before.
Yeah, I can't blame you for keepin' quiet. Hard to get a word in edgewise with those three.
But do you know where he's at?
No, but I expect if you follow the roots, you'll find him.
Grandma Ivy, in all the years I've known you I've never heard you answer a question directly.
Earl, *what* are you doing?
Hey you.
You new?
I guess I see what you're saying.
You GUESS? NEVER guess. I mean, you gotta KNOW what you're doing! Otherwise, you leave yourself wide open to suggestion. And that, to my mind is the problem with this whole damn country.
Well, you comin', or you just gonna sit there?
What are you gonna do?
I'm gonna take me a little walk.
You're quite a talented man, Mr. Wyatt
And you're quite a woman, Ms. Harley
8. Doug (1991 TV Series)
Episode: Doug Takes the Case/Doug's Secret Song (1992)
You wouldn't believe me if I told you.
9. The Enforcer (1976)
You wouldn't believe me if I told you.
Captain, if you want to jerk all these people off, you can, but don't do it with me.
You laugh at me, you bastard, and I'll shoot you where you stand.
You really *are* a dirty bastard, ain't you, Harry?
What are you squawking about? You got the free meal, didn't you?
Father, help me, I wasn't doing a damn thing. This guy is just rousting me.
Why don't you just come into my office here.
Now gentlemen, before anybody does anything uncalled for, I'd like to take this opportunity to point out to you that I am a police officer, and if you touch me with intent to do bodily harm...
If you're talking about the Mustapha bust, nobody smashed anything. In fact, I made a deal with Mustapha - he was gonna help me find out who the people were!
Get away from me, you son of a bitch. I'm not going anywhere with you.
The hell you aren't!
Miki. Miki! Oh, baby, it's all right, I'll get you out. I'll get you home. Bobby, hey, Bobby, help me. Help me get her up.
I'll tell you what you are to me, little man. You're just a maggot who sells dirty pictures.
You go out and put your ass on the line for a bunch of dudes who'd no sooner let you in the front door than they would me.
What did you want me to do, yell trick-or-treat at 'em?
Uh, speaking of limp dummies, don't you think you better strip?
Get away from me, you son of a bitch. I'm not going anywhere with you.
The hell you aren't!
Because if you don't, I've talked to Robbery. They might be interested in these elaborate furnishings you have.
Why don't you just come into my office.
What did you say?
Your mouthwash ain't makin' it.
That's mighty white of you.
Harry, listen, the punk who cut me. I've seen him before.
...I just can't make the name.
Well, where do you know him from, Frank?
For $75, you get to make it with a rubber dolly.
Excuse us, please. Would you please move over. Would you please give us room.
What are you doing?
You want an itemized account? You took out two front doors, one front window, 12 feet of counter, plus damages to the stock, plus one city vehicle totaled, not to mention three hostages in the hospital, all of whom will probably sue the city.
By the "minority community", I suppose you're talking about the hoods.
Tell me, ever been to one of these before?
In that case, I'd like to suggest that you sit out here.
Please don't concern yourself, Inspector.
All right, speedy, you're under arrest!
In the name of God, man, this is a church. What are you doing?
If you insist.
Well, Callahan... I think you're a disgrace to this city!
Uh, just you.
Don't worry, pig, we'll see she don't get lonesome.
Well, that's mighty white of you.
Having fun, Inspector? If you're through socializing, we do have work to do.
Look, Inspector, if you have some sort of objection to the way I handled myself, I wish you'd just say so... I thought I was doing all right.
Doesn't it bother anyone that no weapons were found?
Meanwhile, the people are still out there and they're going to blow the HELL out of half this city. And meanwhile, you're telling everybody how great we are!
That's it, Callahan! You just got yourself a 60-day suspension!
180! Give me your star.
WHAT did you say?
What can I do for you?
I want all the information that you have on this case, Callahan.
You've got it - black militants, remember?
What do you mean?
Who the hell are you? What do you want?
You.
Come on, man, you're just going to screw around and get us caught!
The hell she isn't!
Are you finished with the questioning, Callahan?
Hypothetical situation, huh? All right, I'm standing on the street corner, and Mrs. Grey there comes up and propositions me. She says if I come home with her, for $5 she'll put on an exhibition with a Shetland pony...
All right, what are you trying to do here, Callahan?
Run, you jive-ass bastard!
You mean the suspect?
Spare me.
Callahan, you're on the wrong side.
How do you figure that?
You're not Wanda.
Well, these are the breaks. Needs air. Can't hump a limp dummy, I always say.
Beats the hell out of me, Tom.
Now, I'm going to ask you just one last time, where's Wanda?
I don't know, man, I don't know. She left here a couple of weeks ago. Ask Buchinski, he runs the whole damn street.
You fuckin' fruit.
You wanna make a confession?
You first!
Hello, young lady. What can I do for you?
Are you kidding?
When I tell you to.
I don't know, Mr. Mayor. Looks like it's gonna end up as a no-hitter.
Besides, you do have the testimonial this evening.
Lalo, hand me the taser gun.
Man, this looks like something from a James Bond movie. You sure it will work?
Wait a minute. What the hell? Okay, get me out of this!
Who the hell are you? What do you want?
You.
Why should I help you?
What are you talking about?
You know him?
You holding some kinda warrant, honky?
Hey, well, I never heard of him. Now let's see how fast you and the lady fuzz can get your little white asses out of here!
Uh, just you.
Don't worry, pig. We'll make sure she don't get lonesome.
Well, that's mighty white of you.
Well, well. If it ain't the Mighty Whitey and friend.
Sorry, honky. She can stay, but, uh, you got to go!
Yeah, baby, we trying to keep up the standards. You understand.
You're not making us feel too welcome.
Oh, you welcome! 'Bout as welcome as a turd in a swimming pool!
Well, lookee here. If it ain't the fuzz.
Getting so a fellow can't even go to the can in peace.
10. The Hamiltons (2006)
You wouldn't believe me if I told you.
What does it mean to be happy? To be content in the world around you? Mom used to say it was family. That family was the heart of everything, even existence. Without it, there's nothing. She would always have these simple answers that somehow would sound so brilliant. And then she died. My father died along with her. Shortly after that, my brother David had to sell the farm where we grew up. Now we're just trying to be an ordinary family. Trying to figure out where we fit in the world. And for me, I'm trying to figure out where I belong, right now in this exact moment.
You're right, Francis. It's my fault. I'm sorry guys. I know I have a bad temper. What do you want me to do?
Don't look at me, look at granny.
Look, I know it fucking seems fucked up, alright? But we do what we do to survive. Alright? You do anything to fuck up our family or most importantly me, I'll fucking kill you.
Morning sleepyhead! You want some breakfast?
Why do you even bother?
The twins. They've always been distant from the family. Wendell is the main reason why we move a lot. He just got out of jail for biting some guy's ear off in a Cheesy Chuck's pizza parlor up north. Darlene is just as mean but more refined. Like when we were kids, she used to lock me in the closet just to hear me scream, and hours later would let me out, pretending she was the one who saved me. And I always fell for it.
I'm off and you go to school.
I really don't fit in there.
Look, I know it's hard for you, but can you please at least try?
Have you fed Lenny?
That's quite a creative look you got going on there, young lady. What do you call that?
Thank you Darlene!
Did you guys hear that?
Alright, so you're sure that they're good?
Quit acting up, okay? I don't want their faces to be showing up on the ten o'clock news like last time. This could sustain us for a while.
Trust me.
It's just a movie, sweetheart. I thought you liked this kind of stuff?
You keep telling yourself that things will change. That it's all a bad dream and one day you'll wake up. I just wish they would catch us, and then it'll all be over.
Don't worry. It's just Lenny.
You kill people and then you feed them to something called Lenny?
We're not like you, okay? We're sick. We have a fucking disease.
We live with a disease. Mom used to say it was the one thing that kept us close. I always thought it would be the one thing that keeps us apart. But I was wrong, and everything you thought you knew about us was wrong. We live in the houses next to you. We work in the stores you shop at. Our kids play with your kids. We're just trying to be an ordinary family. Trying to figure out where we fit in, in the world. But we do need blood, and we need a lot of it. Fruitly fresh, and not frozen.
11. Today You Die (2005 Video)
You wouldn't believe me if I told you
You betrayed me, and now I'm coming after you!
Go and show him how many languages you know. If he don't understand, I'll get out and teach him some gun-fu!
Now you gotta drop it like it's hot!
You friend Harlan walks like a black man and breaths like a killer.
Why are you whispering?
Did you ever consider anger management?
What took you so long man?
I was thinking you might've split town without your soldier
You got the wrong guy man
I got love for you too OG
Both our asses are on the line. I watch your back, you watch my back, and I'll help you give all them bastards first class tickets to hell! Maybe that'll be the medicine for your amnesia
You know what man, I feel it! Its comin! My memory's comin!
How you planning on paying, cash or cash?
Hey, Max sent me.
Bullshit happens, you know.
You alright?
12. War of the Worlds (1988 TV Series)
Episode: The Resurrection (1988)
You wouldn't believe me if I told you.
Probably not. I listened to that tape you gave me. "Transmissions made by terrorists." Twenty minutes of the best of Buddy Richards more like it doctor!
I don't believe in ghosts, and I sure as hell don't believe in aliens from another planet.
If I don't sleep one hour every five, I'm worthless.
What are you doing here?
No doctor, what are you doing here?
13. Are You Afraid of the Dark? (1999 TV Series)
Episode: The Tale of the Photo Finish (2000)
You wouldn't believe me if I told you.
Now don't be coy, Alex; if you have it, tell me.
I don't know what you're talking about...
Did you really think those were guts?
Do you have it?
Do you have the photo?
I don't have it...
He's in the photo, isn't he?
How'd you know?
You got old.
14. Grimas (2012)
You wouldn't believe me if I told you.
You don't understand anything, please leave me alone!
Well, he won't get very far. He's already dead, so if you see him, shoot him!
Oh, don't worry about that. Vera protects me.
The hunting isn't over yet. One of the two will be his choice. And thanks to you guys, he is on his way to get her as we speak.
I already did that tonight, wasn't very successful!
What did you say, Oscar?
Good, because if I want sarcasm, I will talk to my wife tonight, thank you very much.
If we don't act fast, she will be with him forever!
What? What did you say?
Do try me, PLEASE!
It's time to wipe that smile off your face, you son of a bitch!
Say you're sorry!
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