Basic Instinct (1992)
Dr. McElwaine: Nick, when you recollect your childhood, are your recollections pleasing to you?
Nick: Number 1, I don't remember how often I used to jerk off, but it was a lot. Number 2, I wasn't pissed off at my dad, even when I was old enough to know what he and mom were doing in the bedroom. Number 3, I don't look in the toilet before I flush it. Number 4, I haven't wet my bed for a long time. Number 5, why don't the two of you go fuck yourselves; I'm outta here.
Andrews: There are cum stains all over the sheets.
Nick: Very impressive.
Gus: He got off before he got offed.
Gus: I thought you said he was a rock and roll star.
Lt. Walker: He was a retired rock and roll star.
Capt. Talcott: A civic-minded, very respectable rock and roll star.
Gus: What's that over there?
Nick: It looks like some civic-minded, very respectable cocaine to me, Gus.
Catherine: You know I don't like to wear any underwear, don't you, Nick?
John Correli: Did you kill Mr Boz, Miss Tramell?
Catherine: I'd have to be pretty stupid to write a book about killing and then kill him the way I described in my book. I'd be announcing myself as the killer. I'm not stupid.
Internal Affairs Investigator: There's no smoking in this building, detective.
Nick: [repeating Catherine] What are you gonna do? Charge me with smoking?
Catherine: What do we do now, Nick?
Nick: Fuck like minks, raise rugrats and live happily ever after.
Catherine: Hate rugrats.
Nick: Fuck like minks, forget the rugrats, and live happily ever after.
Nick: So where is this going?
Catherine: Ask me "What do you want from me Catherine?"
Nick: What the fuck do you want from Catherine?
Gus: Did you ever do drugs with Mr. Boz?
Gus: What kind of drugs?
Catherine: Cocaine. Have you ever fucked on cocaine, Nick? It's nice.
[Catherine Tramell uncrosses her legs and it can be seen she's wearing no underwear]
Nick: You like playing games don't you?
Catherine: I have a degree in psychology, it goes with the turf... Games are fun.
Gus: Well, she got that magna cum laude pussy on her that done fried up your brain!
Internal Affairs Investigator: There's no smoking in this building, Detective.
Nick: [repeating Catherine] What are you going to do? Charge me with smoking?
Nick: What's your new book about?
Catherine: A detective. He falls for the wrong woman.
Nick: What happens to him?
Catherine: She kills him.
Gus: You got goddamned Tweety Birds flutterin' around your head, that's what you got! You think you can fuck like minks, raise rugrats, and live happily ever after? Aw, man!
John Correli: Were you ever engaged in any sadomasochistic activity?
Catherine: Exactly what did you have in mind, Mr. Correli?
[Nick just had rough sex with Beth]
Beth Garner: You've never been like that before. Why?
Nick: You tell me, you're the shrink.
Beth Garner: You weren't making love to me!
Nick: Well, who was I making love to?
Beth Garner: You weren't making love at all.
Nick: Writing a book about it gives you an alibi for not killing him.
Catherine: Yes it does, doesn't it?
Nick: How did you feel when I told you Johnny Boz had died, that day at the beach?
Catherine: I felt somebody had read my book and was playing a game.
Nick: But you didn't hurt.
Nick: Because you didn't love him.
Catherine: That's right.
Nick: Even though you were fucking him.
Catherine: You still get the pleasure. Didn't you ever fuck anybody else while you were married, Nick?
Gus: Where in the fuck you've been? I went over to your place.
Nick: Easy, cowboy, easy. I wasn't there.
Gus: I went over last night, too.
Nick: No, I wasn't there either.
Gus: You fucked her? Goddamn dumb son of a bitch, you fucked her! Goddamn, you are one dumb son of a bitch!
Nick: Next time I'll use the rubber.
Beth Garner: [knocks on the door at Nick's apartment] Nick! Nick, are you there?
Nick: Go away, Beth! I don't want to see you.
Beth Garner: [unlocks the door and enters the apartment, finding Nick drinking] I still have my keys.
Nick: Put 'em on the table and leave.
Nick: [shouts] Put 'em on the goddamn table and leave!
Beth Garner: [throws the keys on the floor] Damn it! Don't shut me out, you owe me more than that!
Nick: I don't owe you anything! And you don't owe me anything. We went to bed 10, maybe 15 times. That's miserable enough to carry an obligation.
Beth Garner: Sometimes I really hate you.
Nick: Oh, then why don't you get yourself some friendly little therapist and try to work out all that hostility. Then maybe you can get off once in a while.
Nick: I'm working my ass off, I'm off the sauce, I even stopped smoking.
Beth Garner: How's not smoking?
Nick: It sucks.
Nick: Let me ask you something, Rocky, man to man. I think she's the fuck of the century, what do you think?
Nick: I'm in love with you already, but I'll nail you anyway.
Dr. Myron: Do you believe Lieutenant Nilsen deserved to die?
Nick: I didn't know him well enough. I won't miss him.
Gus: I don't buy it! There's gotta be somebody there, who knows whats going on.
Nick: I KNOW WHAT HAPPENED ALRIGHT! Catherine told me and everything she said has checked out!
Gus: You've got Goddamn tweety birds flying around your head! You think the two of you will fuck like minks, raise rugrats, and live happily ever after!
Nick: So was she ever a suspect?
Sheriff: Nope! There was some talk, but it never panned out.
Nick: What kind of talk?
Nick: What he had a girlfriend?
Sheriff: No! She did! But like I said, it never panned out.
Beth Garner: [Nick finds out that Beth and Catherine had slept together in college] What was I supposed to say? "Hey, guys, I'm not gay, but I did fuck your suspect"?
Gus: Who was this fucking guy?
Nick: Rock and Roll, Gus. Johnny Boz?
Gus: Never heard of him.
Nick: Before your time, cowboy. Hey, Ronny! Where they hiding?
Ronny: Upstairs to the right.
Nick: Mid Sixties he had five or six hits. Got a club down in Fillmore now.
Gus: Not now, he don't.
Beth Garner: Sometimes I hate you.
Nick: Oh, why don't you get one of those friendly therapists and work out all that hostility.
Nick: How did you find out?
Catherine: I have friends, I have attorneys. Money buys alot of Attorneys and friends.