Natural Born Killers (1994) Poster

Woody Harrelson: Mickey Knox



  • Mickey : It's just murder. All God's creatures do it. You look in the forests and you see species killing other species, our species killing all species including the forests, and we just call it industry, not murder.

  • Mickey : I realized my true calling in life.

    Wayne Gale : What's that?

    Mickey : Shit, man, I'm a natural born killer.

  • Mickey : You'll never understand, Wayne. You and me, we're not even the same species. I used to be you, then I evolved. From where you're standing, you're a man. From where I'm standing, you're an ape. You're not even an ape. You're a media person. Media's like the weather, only it's man-made weather. Murder? It's pure. You're the one made it impure. You're buying and selling fear. You say "why?" I say "why bother?"

  • Mallory : Wherever we go, whatever happens, Mickey, when I look up at the stars, I'll know you'll be lookin' up at the same ones.

    Mickey : Same ones, baby.

    Mallory : You make every day feel like kindergarten.

  • Mickey : You know, the only thing that kills the demon... is love.

  • Mickey : It's fate, you know. Nobody can stop fate, nobody can.

  • Mickey : You can't hide from your shadow.

  • Mickey : Mister rabbit says, "A moment of realization is worth a thousand prayers."

  • Mickey : The media is like the weather, only it's man-made weather.

  • Mickey : We're not killing anybody on our wedding day.

  • Mickey : [pointing a shotgun at Homolka]  Okay, DROP IT!

    Deputy Sheriff Duncan Homolka : [drops a donut] 

    Mickey : The GUN, goddammit!

  • Wayne Gale : Wait! Don't Mickey and Mallory always leave one person alive to tell the tale?

    Mallory : We are...

    Mallory , Mickey : Your camera!

  • Mickey : The whole world's comin' to an end, Mal!

    Mallory : I see angels, Mickey. They're comin' down for us from heaven. And I see you ridin' a big red horse, and you're driving them horses, whippin' 'em, and the're spitting and frothing all 'long the mouth, and they're coming right at us. And I see the future, and there's no death, 'cause you and I, we're angels...

    Mickey : I love you, Mal.

    Mallory : I know you do baby, and I've loved you since the day we met.

  • Mickey : [Wayne is pleading for his life]  This is not about you, you egomaniac. I kinda like you. But if we let you go, we'd be just like everybody else. Killing you and what you represent is a statement.

  • Mickey : Baby... by the power invested in me, as God of my world... I pronounce us husband and wife.

  • Dwight McClusky : Just how far do you think you're gonna get?

    Mickey : Right out the front door!

    Dwight McClusky : THAT WILL *NEVER HAPPEN!*

    Mickey : It IS happenin'.

    Dwight McClusky : I will personally hunt you down, blow the head off your fucking whore wife, AND PLANT YOUR SICK ASS IN THE GROUND ALL BY MYSELF!

    Mickey : Another day, perhaps, but not today!

  • Mickey : At birth, I was cast into a flaming pit of scum forgotten by God.

  • Wayne Gale : I thought a bond developed between us!

    Mickey : No. Not really. You're scum, Wayne; you did it for RATINGS. You don't give a shit about us or anybody else except yourself; that's why nobody gives a shit about YOU. That's why "helicopters" were not "deployed."

  • [the cops have Mickey and Mallory pinned down] 

    Mallory : You know what I say? I say... to hell with going back to our cells. Let's go out there, and run down the stairs, and go out in a hail of bullets. And then we'll die! And then we'll really be free.

    Mickey : That's poetry. But we'll do that when all else fails.

  • Wayne Gale : So tell me Mickey? Any regrets? I mean, three weeks, fifty people killed... not too cool Mickey.

    Mickey : Fifty-two, but I don't a lot of time with regret. That's a wasted emotion.

    Wayne Gale : Seriously you must have some regret. Rack your brain.

    Mickey : Well, I wish that Indian hadn't got killed.

    Mallory : [archive footage of the Indian's death]  Bad, bad, bad, bad, bad!

    Wayne Gale : [looks at some files]  One of your last victims.

    Mickey : Man had a rattlesnake in the corner...

  • Mickey : Mal...

    Mallory : Yes?

    Mickey : Will you marry me?

    Mallory : Of course I'll marry you! I've been waiting for you to say that for so long. But where are we gonna get married?

    Mickey : Right here, Mal. This is our church.

  • Reporter : Do you have anything to say to your fans?

    Mickey : You ain't seen nothin' yet.

  • Druggist : I'm the only clerk left! I'm the only clerk left!

    Mickey : You're forgetting one thing...

    Druggist : W-what's that?

    Mickey : If I don't kill you, what is there to talk about? You fuckin' squid!

    [shoots him] 

  • Wayne Gale : I have a television show, and every couple of weeks we do, you know, as part of our thing on current America we do a-a profile on a different serial killer.

    Mickey : Technically mass murderer.

    Wayne Gale : Whatever you want. Anyway, the episode we did on Mickey and Mallory was one of the most popular.

    Mickey : Ever did one on John Wayne Gacy?

    Wayne Gale : Eh... Yeah. Yeah.

    Mickey : Who got the higher rating?

    Wayne Gale : You blew him away.

    Mickey : What about that crazy motherfucker, Ted Bundy?

    Wayne Gale : Oh, that crazy guy? No, you- you got the larger Nielsen share. You're big. Yes, yes.

    Mickey : Good.

    Wayne Gale : Yes. What I want to get...

    Mickey : What about Manson?

    Wayne Gale : [pause]  Manson beat you.

    Mickey : It's pretty hard to beat the king.

  • Mickey : Let me tell you something, this is the 1990's, alright? In this day and age a man has to have choices, a man has to have a little bit of variety.

    Mallory : What are you talking about, "variety"? Hostages? You wanna fuck some other women now? Is that what you're talking about, Mickey?

  • Mickey : Right now, I'd go down on a lawman for a gallon of gas.

  • Mickey : Well, let's give that key lime pie a day in court, and a big old glass of non-fat milk, if you please.

  • Wayne Gale : What about your father, how did he die? You were only ten years old and there's a lot of speculation.

    Mickey : I didn't kill my father and I don't want to talk about it!

    [starts to get angry and makes as if to jump up] 

    Mickey : .

    Dwight McClusky : [leaps to his feet]  Hey! Hey!

    Wayne Gale : [to everyone around him]  It's alright! It's alright!

    [turns back to Mickey] 

    Wayne Gale : We'll just move on to something else.

    Mickey : Please let's do.

  • Redneck's Buddy in the Diner : That's some sweet piece of meat, ain't it?

    Mickey : Her name... is Mallory.

    Redneck's Buddy in the Diner : Mallory... whatever... who gives a shit? I call it pussy.

  • Mallory : I don't think I'm gonna make it. I feel so cold.

    Mickey : You're gonna make it, Mal. Get mad.

  • Mickey : Even ugliness looks beautiful next to you.

  • [repeated line] 

    Mickey : Hey, Jack! Mickey's back!

  • Mickey : Turn left? Turn left to what, you stupid bitch?

    Mallory : You stupid bitch? You stupid bitch? You stupid bitch? Mickey, that's what my father used to call me! I thought you'd be a little more creative than that!

  • Mickey : Uh, aloha? Chief? Yeah, uh... rattlesnake took a chunk outta us a few miles back... me and my wife are pretty sick - could be dyin,' you never can tell about these things, so... how's about you ungluin' your fat ass from that boob tube and gettin' us some snakebite juice? Pronto.

  • Mickey : One camera all you can muster, Jack?

    Jack Scagnetti : You ain't that big a star yet, cocksucker.

  • [Guns aimed at each other] 

    Mickey : Looks like we got us a Mexican Standoff.

    Jack Scagnetti : We've had this day from the beginning, huh, Mickey? Now slide that shotgun over here. Put your hands on your head and your head against the floor!

    Mickey : Or what, you'll wound me? I could blow you in half and you know it.

    Jack Scagnetti : I never wounded anything in my life. I got you locked right between the eyes, Mickey. I've had you locked from the jump, you phony!

  • Jack Scagnetti : Hey Mickey, you want a drink?

    Mickey : Fuck you!

    Jack Scagnetti : Just kidding.

  • Dwight McClusky : End of the line, Knox. Drop him!

    Mickey : One move and he's dead!

    Dwight McClusky : He's already dead, dickweed! You've got shit! Fire!

See also

Release Dates | Official Sites | Company Credits | Filming & Production | Technical Specs

Recently Viewed