Frances McDormand credited as playing...
Marge Gunderson
- Marge Gunderson: [to Gaear] So, that was Mrs. Lundegaard on the floor in there. And I guess that was your accomplice in the wood chipper. And those three people in Brainerd. And for what? For a little bit of money? There's more to life than a little money, you know. Don'tcha know that? And here ya are, and it's a beautiful day. Well. I just don't understand it.
- Marge Gunderson: Say, Lou, didya hear the one about the guy who couldn't afford personalized plates, so he went and changed his name to J3L2404?
- Lou: Yah, that's a good one.
- Marge Gunderson: Oh, for Pete's sake! For Pete's sake, he's fleeing the interview. He's fleeing the interview!
- Marge Gunderson: Okay, I want you to tell me what these fellas looked like.
- Hooker No. 1: Well, the little guy was kinda funny-lookin'.
- Marge Gunderson: In what way?
- Hooker No. 1: I dunno, just funny-lookin'.
- Marge Gunderson: Can you be any more specific?
- Hooker No. 1: I couldn't really say. He wasn't circumcised.
- Marge Gunderson: [amused by this unhelpful detail] Was he funny lookin' apart from that?
- Hooker No. 1: Yah.
- Marge Gunderson: So, you were havin' sex with the little fellow, then.
- Hooker No. 1: Uh huh.
- Norm Gunderson: They announced it.
- Marge Gunderson: They announced it?
- Norm Gunderson: Yeah.
- Marge Gunderson: So?
- Norm Gunderson: Three-cent stamp.
- Marge Gunderson: Your mallard?
- Norm Gunderson: Yeah.
- Marge Gunderson: Oh, that's terrific.
- Norm Gunderson: It's just a three-cent stamp.
- Marge Gunderson: It's terrific.
- Norm Gunderson: Hautman's blue-winged teal got the 29-cent. People don't much use the three-cent.
- Marge Gunderson: Oh, for Pete's sake. Of course they do. Whenever they raise the postage, people need the little stamps.
- [Marge bends over next to the overturned car, as if she's looking at something on the ground]
- Lou: You alright there, Margie?
- Marge Gunderson: Oh, I just think I'm gonna barf...
- Marge Gunderson: [standing up again after a moment] ... Well, that passed. Now I'm hungry again.
- [last lines]
- Norm Gunderson: [rubbing Margie's pregnant stomach] Two more months.
- Marge Gunderson: [smiling] Two more months.
- Norm Gunderson: I love you, Margie.
- Marge Gunderson: I love you, Norm.
- [she leaves, closing the door; after getting in the car briefly, she comes back in the door]
- Marge Gunderson: Hon?
- Norm Gunderson: Yah?
- Marge Gunderson: Prowler needs a jump.
- Mike Yanagita: [moves to Marge's side of the table and puts arms around her] Do you mind if I sit over here?
- Marge Gunderson: No. Why don't you sit over there? I'd prefer that.
- Mike Yanagita: Huh? Uh... ok.
- [moves back to other side of table]
- Mike Yanagita: Sorry.
- Marge Gunderson: Oh, no, no. Just so I can see you. I don't have to turn my neck.
- Jerry Lundegaard: I told ya. We haven't had any vehicles go missing.
- Marge Gunderson: [cheerful tone] Okay! But are ya sure? 'Cause I mean, how do you know? Do you do a count, or what kind of a routine do you have here?
- Jerry Lundegaard: [growing uncomfortable with the questioning] Ma'am, I answered your question!
- Marge Gunderson: [long pause] I'm sorry, sir?
- Jerry Lundegaard: Ma'am, I answered your question! I answered the darned... I'm cooperatin' here!
- Marge Gunderson: [serious tone] Sir, you have no call to get snippy with me. I'm just doing my job here.
- Jerry Lundegaard: I'm... I'm not arguing here! I'm cooperating. So there's no need to... we're doin' all we can here.
- Marge Gunderson: Sir, could I talk to Mr. Gustafson?
- [Jerry gives her a glassy-eyed look, knowing full well that Gustafson is dead]
- Marge Gunderson: Mr. Lundegaard?
- Marge Gunderson: [reporting over her police radio] There's the car! There's the car!
- Lou: What car?
- Marge Gunderson: My car, my car! Tan Ciera, Tan Ciera!
- Jerry Lundegaard: Well, heck! If you wanna... If you wanna play games here, I'm working with ya on this thing here, but... Okay!
- [slams table as he stands up]
- Jerry Lundegaard: I'll do a damn lot count!
- Marge Gunderson: Sir, right now?
- Jerry Lundegaard: Yeah! Right now. You're darn tootin'! If it's so damned important to ya!
- Marge Gunderson: Well, I'm sorry, sir.
- Jerry Lundegaard: Ah, what the Christ!
- Marge Gunderson: Well, I'm sorry, sir!
- Jerry Lundegaard: [storming off to do a lot count] Aw, what the Chris'!
- Marge Gunderson: So, where you girls from?
- Hooker No. 1: Chaska.
- Hooker #2: Le Sueur. But I went to high school in White Bear Lake. Go bears.
- Marge Gunderson: OK, so we got a trooper pulls someone over, we got a shooting, these folks drive by, there's a high-speed pursuit, ends here and then this execution-type deal.
- Marge Gunderson: So, Mike, should we get together another time?
- Mike Yanagita: No!
- [sobs]
- Mike Yanagita: I'm sorry, I... I shouldn't have done this. I shouldn't have done this, I shouldn't have... I thought we'd have a really terrific time.
- Marge Gunderson: It's OK, Mike.
- Mike Yanagita: You were such a super lady... and I'm, I'm so lonely.
- [sobs]