The World's Fastest Indian (2005)
Burt Munro: If you don't go when you want to go, when you do go, you'll find you've gone.
Burt Munro: If you don't follow your dreams Thomas, you might as well be a vegetable.
Tom: What type of vegetable?
Fran: [to a staring crowd] What are you looking at? Dirty old men need love too!
Tom: Aren't you scared you'll kill yourself if you crash?
Burt Munro: No... You live more in five minutes on a bike like this going flat out than some people live in a lifetime.
Frank: I see your front tires gone a bit flat on ya there Burt.
Burt Munro: Oh yeah well the good news is its only flat on the bottom.
Burt Munro: [checking over his luggage] My spectacles, testicles, watch, and wallet.
Warren: Jeez, last seen springs on motorcycle had to be in the 1920s.
Burt Munro: Well, she's 42 years old.
Warren: These brakes, they're completely inadequate.
Burt Munro: I'm planning on going, not stopping.
Burt Munro: Nice to be home. Back in my shed...
Antarctic Angel: I don't think so, granddad!
Burt Munro: Well, why don't you put your money where your mouth is?
Burt Munro: Invercargill, I-N-V-E-R-C-A-R-G-I-L-L. Sometimes I spell it with one 'L' to save ink.
[Burt starts to mount his bike, but stops]
Burt Munro: I can't get my leg in because of the asbestos cloth on it.
Burt Munro: Let me take it off.
Rolly: Well, what about your leg and the heat?
Burt Munro: Screw it. I've got a spare one.
[the motorcycle gang comes to see off Burt]
Antarctic Angel: Good luck, mate. Show 'em Kiwis can fly too, eh?
Burt Munro: Right. I'll bring you back the Statue of Liberty!
[calling Tom from Utah]
Burt Munro: We did it, Tom. She's the World's Fastest Indian!
Jake: Burt, what do you want to ride that contraption for?
Burt Munro: 'S a good question. Errrr... I guess the reward is in the err doing of it, you know?
Wendy: Why won't you let him run?
Warren: Hey he's too old and his bike's too old.
Ali: Well I hear he's come halfway around the world to ride that cycle.
Wendy: Yeah, c'mon.
Warren: Wendy, if he was to kill himself.
Wendy: So! It's his life.
Burt Munro: [rolling a distance gauge] 93... 94... 95... 96... 97...
Burt Munro: If the butterflies in my stomach were cows, I'd be able to start a dairy farm.
[after buying his used car, Burt says he needs some wheels to build a trailer for the motorcycle]
Fernando: Well, I got a couple wheels in the shop I could let you have, but first you got to do me a favor.
Burt Munro: Oh, well just say the word.
[cut to Burt fixing the engine of one of Fernando's cars]
Burt Munro: Okay, give it a try, Fernando.
[Fernando turns the ignition, and it turns over]
Fernando: Burt, you're a goddamn genius! Hey listen, why you gotta go? Why don't you stay here and work for me? I'll pay you well.
Burt Munro: Oh, no thanks, mate. Me and the motorcycle have got to pick up and be in Bonneville by the 18th.
Fernando: Well, you always got a job here. Good luck.