Elwood: It's 106 miles to Chicago, we got a full tank of gas, half a pack of cigarettes, it's dark... and we're wearing sunglasses. Jake: Hit it.
[repeated line] Elwood: We're on a mission from God.
Mrs. Murphy: May I help you boys? Elwood: You got any white bread? Mrs. Murphy: Yes. Elwood: I'll have some toasted white bread please. Mrs. Murphy: You want butter or jam on that toast, honey? Elwood: No ma'am, dry. [Mrs. Murphy gives him a look, th...
Elwood: What kind of music do you usually have here? Claire: Oh, we got both kinds. We got country *and* western.
Police Dispatcher: Use of unnecessary violence in the apprehension of the Blues Brothers HAS been approved.
Elwood: Illinois Nazis. Jake: I hate Illinois Nazis.
Jake: What's this? Elwood: What? Jake: This car. This stupid car! Where's the Cadillac? [Elwood doesn't answer] Jake: The Caddy! Where's the Caddy? Elwood: The what? Jake: The Cadillac we used to have. The Bluesmobile! Elwood: I traded it. Jake: You ...
Jake: We're putting the band back together. Mr. Fabulous: Forget it. No way. Elwood: We're on a mission from God.
Elwood: We're so glad to see so many of you lovely people here tonight. And we would especially like to welcome all the representatives of Illinois's law enforcement community that have chosen to join us here in the Palace Hotel Ballroom at this time...
[to man in restaurant] Jake: [fakes accent] How much for the little girl? How much for the women? Father: What? Jake: Your women. I want to buy your women. The little girl, your daughters... sell them to me. Sell me your children!
[while standing at the entrance to the Triple Rock church watching the service with much dancing and Hallelujah choruses, a heavenly light shines down on Jake and he has an epiphany] Jake: The band? The band. Reverend Cleophus James: DO YOU SEE THE L...
[Elwood Blues Jake Blues has a fight over the police car Elwood Blues got after he traded away the original bluesmobile for a microphone] Elwood: You don't like it? Jake: No I don't like it... [Elwood Blues floors the pedal and jumps over an open dra...
Jake: How often does the train go by? Elwood: So often that you won't even notice it.
Elwood: The light was yellow, sir.
Jake: [to Sister Mary Stigmata] Five grand? No problem, we'll have it for you in the morning. Let's go, Elwood. Sister Mary Stigmata: No, no! I will not take your filthy stolen money! Jake: Well then... I guess you're really up Shit Creek. [Sister Ma...
Jake: We'll put the band back together, do a few gigs, we get some bread. Bang! Five thousand bucks. Elwood: Yeah, well, getting the band back together might not that be that easy, Jake. Jake: What are you talking about? Elwood: They split, they all ...
Jake: First you traded the Cadillac in for a microphone. Then you lied to me about the band. And now you're gonna put me right back in the joint! Elwood: They're not gonna catch us. We're on a mission from God.
