The Stunt Man (1980)
Cameron: Hey, I know you, you're in the movies.
Nina: I *am* the movies.
Eli Cross: Do you not know that King Kong the first was just three foot six inches tall? He only came up to Faye Wray's belly button! If God could do the tricks that we can do he'd be a happy man!
Eli Cross: If you cooperate, you'll receive a first-class ticket to Amsterdam where you can stick your finger in a dike.
Eli Cross: Nina the actress so fair / Who fancied a man with blond hair. / But Raymond discovers / As he lifts up the covers / That his double - young "Lucky"- is there
Eli Cross: Would you tell the chief of police that Burt here was so busy being brilliant that he wouldn't have noticed sweet Jesus Christ walking across the water.
Ace: [mildly] He wouldn't have noticed.
Eli Cross: [after a cameraman says cut because there's only 22 seconds of film left] In 22 seconds, I could break your fucking spine. In 22 seconds, I could pinch your head off like a fucking insect and spin it all over the fucking pavement. In 22 seconds, I could put 22 bullets inside your ridiculous gut. What I seem unable to do in 22 seconds is to keep you from fucking up my film!
Eli Cross: He's a hopeless yo-yo, Jake, but he's not dead... YET!
Cameron: I knew daredevils, and I ain't got nothin' against them, it's just they're all dead.
Eli Cross: It's not what he's eating, but what's eating him that makes it... sort of interesting.
Cameron: What should I congratulate you for? The fucking scene or for fucking the director?
Nina: [miffed] For fucking the director, honey. Didn't you know that's how little girls get into the movies?
Sam: Was she supposed to be a virgin?
Cameron: [softly, after a reflective pause] Yeah.
Sam: I had a virgin once. I had to fly to Guatemala for her. She was blind in one eye and had a stuffed alligator that said "Welcome to Miami Beach."
Cop #1: [as Cameron plays a pinball machine] You're gonna win.
Cameron: Win what?
Cop #1: A free game.
Cameron: [bitterly] Just what I need, one more chance to lose.
Man watching second unit stunt shot: [after corpse-strewn scene turns out to be faked] Great, but why do they always use so much blood? Ruins the realism, don't you think?
Cameron: [after completing stunt] That was the hardest thousand dollars I ever earned.
Eli Cross: [Later... Starts to turn away, then turns back] Thousand dollars? What thousand dollars?
Cameron: [curt] The stunt.
Eli Cross: The stunt pays six-fifty.
Cameron: [angrily] No. Chuck said the stunt paid a thousand dollars.
Eli Cross: [dismissing him] Chuck could have promised you the Nobel Prize. The stunt pays six-fifty.
Cameron: [shouting] The stunt pays a thousand dollars. Chuck told me. You insulted me again.
Eli Cross: [after Sam asks why Cross is keeping Cameron on the shoot] He helps me to understand the young man in the film.
Eli Cross: True.
Cameron: [after Eli urges him to read how to get out of a sunken car, and avoid Burt's fate of presumed drowning] Did Burt read this book?
Eli Cross: Offhand, I'd say no.
Cameron: [after demonstrating a leap for Chuck] My specialty's the broad jump.
Chuck Barton: [angrily] And Burt's specialty was drowning!
Cameron: If you want to get home for Thanksgiving, you better figure the guy coming at you is trying to kill you. Learned that from the gooks.
Eli Cross: Gooks? That has a nostalgic ring. You really did call them gooks? I thought that was just Time Magazine.
Eli Cross: Sam, this picture is my child. What would you say if the studio said your daughter Jennifer would look better with her fingers chopped off?
Sam: Well, being an insecure writer, I'd call my agent and get a second opinion.
Sam: What's wrong, Eli?
Eli Cross: Wrong? The scene's wrong. That's what's wrong.
Sam: The scene plays like a dream. Plays like "Marat/Sade."
Eli Cross: It was shit.
Sam: Shit? Shit, huh? Who was that that called me on the phone when he first read it, woke me up in the middle of the goddamn night, raving about the magical madhouse scene? Who was that? My upstairs maid, Eli?
Eli Cross: Still shit.
Cameron: Why are you trying to save my ass?
Eli Cross: Because you're almost as crazy as the young man I'm making this film about. Besides, I've fallen madly in love with the dark side of your nature.
Sam: [his madhouse scene having been replaced with a brothel scene] Eli, do you know that when I read the insane asylum scene to my family, do you know that my oldest son shook my hand for the first time in his whole life? So why is it, Eli, why is it that your vulgar little scene turns out to be so much more moving? So much more impassioned?
Eli Cross: Ah, I don't know, Sam. Possibly because we realize that our friend, the enemy, may just be a poor horny slob, like yourself, falling into the nearest whorehouse.
Eli Cross: [after an effects shot involving a dummy has gone wrong] It's so awful, it's beautiful. I do wish I could use it.
Sam: That's all we need.
Eli Cross: Well, we need something, Sam, and damn well you know it. Something better.
Sam: Better? How better?
Eli Cross: Something less boring. Something crazier.
Sam: A dead man's boots are dropped over his own airfield out of chivalry. That's not crazy enough for you, huh?
Eli Cross: They did it in a film called "Wings." Even the dummy was bored.
Eli Cross: [Sam has suggested including a risque artifact in a poignant scene] You'll get a belly laugh, Sam!
Sam: What do you mean? What are you talking about? They'll break their hearts over it!
Eli Cross: No no no, there won't be a dry seat in the house!
Eli Cross: [to Cameron, who has completed the car stunt] Oh, God. I don't believe it's breathing. There are some days in which I can't do one thing right. I hope this doesn't fuck up our relationship, you being alive and all.
Eli Cross: I know a man who made an anti-war movie... a good one. When it was shown in his home town, army enlistment went up six hundred percent. I'm trying to convince the world with my movie that there is a reasonable and better way of getting home for Thanksgiving.
Eli Cross: How tall is King Kong?
Cameron: [shouting] Three foot six and that's what you're gonna be if you don't pay my thousand dollars!