Richard Hannay: [Hannay escapes onto the stage at a political rally and has to make an impromptu speech] Ladies and gentleman I apologise for my hesitation in rising just now, but to tell you the simple truth I'd entirely failed while listening to th...
Jack Swigert: [about to turn power back on in the capsule] Ken, there's an awful lot of condensation on these panels. What's the story of them shorting out? Ken Mattingly: Umm... We'll just have to take that one at a time, Jack. Jack Swigert: [to him...
Charlie Kaufman: ...But a little fantastic and fleeting and out of reach. Robert McKee: Then what happens? Charlie Kaufman: That's the end of the book. I wanted to present it simply without big character arcs or sensationalizing the story. I wanted t...
William Miller: Do you have to be depressed to write a sad song? Do you have to be in love to write a love song? Is a song better when it really happened to you? Like "Love Thing," where did you write that and who was it about? Russell Hammond: When ...
Penny Lane: You're too sweet for rock and roll. William Miller: Sweet? Where do you get off? Where do you get sweet? I am dark and mysterious, and *pissed off*! And I could be very dangerous to all of you! You should know that about me... I am *the e...
William Miller: [on the phone with Dick, talking about Russell] Dick, I got him. He's okay. He is on acid, though. [pause] William Miller: I can't really tell. How do you know when it's kicked in? [Cut to Russell standing on the roof, screaming "I am...
Howard Simons: Then can we use their names? Carl Bernstein: No. Ben Bradlee: Goddammit, when is somebody going to go on the record in this story? You guys are about to write a story that says the former Attorney General, the highest-ranking law enfor...
Willard: [incredulous] What are you talking about? Chief Quartermaster (QMC) Phillips: We're taking her to some friendlies, Captain. She's wounded, she's not dead. Willard: Get off there, Chef. [Willard shoots the injured girl] Chef: Fuck it! Willard...
Willard: [about Colonel Kilgore] Well, he wasn't a bad officer, I guess. He loved his boys, and he felt safe with 'em. He was just one of those guys with that weird light around him. He just knew he wasn't gonna get so much as a scratch here.
Mary: Actually, I look like Kate Moss. Tim: Really? Mary: No, I sort of look like a squirrel. Tim: Do you like Kate Moss? Mary: I absolutely love her! In fact, I almost wore one of her dresses here tonight. You? Tim: No, no. Her clothes look terrible...
Murph: Tell me a little about this electric piano, Ray. Ray: Ah, you have a good eye, my man. That's the best in the city Chicago. Jake: How much? Ray: 2000 bucks and it's yours. You can take it home with you. As a matter of fact, I'll throw in the b...
Richard Vernon: You think about this: when you get old, these kids - when *I* get old - they're going to be running the country. Carl: Yeah. Richard Vernon: Now this is the thought that wakes me up in the middle of the night. That when I get older, t...
Kit Carruthers: You Tired? Holly Sargis: Yeah. Kit Carruthers: Yeah, you look tired... Listen, honey. when all this is over, I'm going to sit down and buy you a big, thick steak. Holly Sargis: I don't want a steak. Kit Carruthers: Well, we'll see abo...
[Lorraine's parents are talking about Marty McFly, Lorraine's future son] Stella Baines: He's a very strange young man. Sam Baines: He's an idiot. Comes from upbringing. His parents are probably idiots, too. Lorraine, you ever have a kid who acts tha...
Charlie: I pulled off early today. Took your advice, went to a doctor about this ear. He says 'You have an ear infection, ten dollars please'. So I says 'I told you I had an ear infection, you give me ten dollars!' Well that started an argument.
[Clara is crawling on the train car filled with wooden fire logs] Marty McFly: [into walkie talkie] You better hold on to somethin' Doc, the yellow log's about to blow! [a large explosion occurs, sending a wave of sparks at Clara, knocking her over] ...
Walter Sobchak: You want a toe? I can get you a toe, believe me. There are ways, Dude. You don't wanna know about it, believe me. The Dude: Yeah, but Walter... Walter Sobchak: Hell, I can get you a toe by 3 o'clock this afternoon... with nail polish....
Walter Sobchak: Also, let's not forget - let's *not* forget, Dude - that keeping wildlife, an amphibious rodent, for uh, domestic, you know, within the city - that aint legal either. The Dude: What are you, a fucking park ranger now? Walter Sobchak: ...
Bunny Lebowski: Blow on them. The Dude: You want me to blow on your toes? Bunny Lebowski: I can't blow that far. The Dude: [looks at man lazing in the pool] Are you sure he won't mind? Bunny Lebowski: Uli doesn't care about anything. He's a Nihilist....
Nash: I don't exactly know what I am required to say in order for you to have intercourse with me. But could we assume that I said all that. I mean essentially we are talking about fluid exchange right? So could we go just straight to the sex.
Jack Twist: Why is it always so friggin' cold? We oughta go south where it's warm, you know, we oughta go to Mexico! Ennis Del Mar: Mexico? Hell Jack, you know me, about all the travelin' I ever done is round a coffee pot lookin' for the handle.
