Frankie Dunn: You forgot the rule. Now, what is the rule? Maggie Fitzgerald: Keep my left up? Frankie Dunn: Is to protect yourself at all times. Now, what is the rule? Maggie Fitzgerald: Protect myself at all times. Frankie Dunn: Good. Good.
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: Some people say the most important thing a fighter can have is heart. Frankie'd say: show me a fighter who was nothing but heart and I'll show you a man waiting for a beating.
Maggie Fitzgerald: I seen you looking at me. Frankie Dunn: Yeah, out of pity. Maggie Fitzgerald: Don't you say that. Don't you say that if it ain't true. I want a trainer. I don't want charity, and I don't want favours.
Maggie Fitzgerald: [first meeting] Mr. Dunn? Frankie Dunn: Hmm. I owe you money? Maggie Fitzgerald: No sir. Frankie Dunn: I know your mama? Maggie Fitzgerald: Don't rightly know, sir. Frankie Dunn: Then what is it you want?
Ellen Griswold: Gee Cath looks like you really got your hands full. Catherine: Oh, it's not so bad. Eddie says after the baby comes, I can quit one of my night jobs.
Sergeant Mac Eliot: Long Tall Sally, she built sweet, she got everything, that Uncle John need. Aw baby, I'm gonna have me some fun, I'm gonna have me some fun, I'm gonna have me some fun.
Roman Castevet: I think we're offending Rosemary... Rosemary Woodhouse: I wasn't offended, really I wasn't. Roman Castevet: You're not religious, my dear, are you? Rosemary Woodhouse: I was brought up a Catholic... now, I don't know.
Dr. Abe Sapirstein: Come with us quietly, Rosemary. Don't argue or make a scene. Because if you say anything more about witches or witchcraft, we're gonna be forced to take you to a mental hospital. You don't want that, do you?
Bob Morton: How does he eat? Roosevelt: His digestive system is extremely simple. This processor dispenses a rudimentary paste that sustains his organic systems. Johnson: [Roosevelt dispenses the paste into a cup and hands it to Johnson] Tastes like ...
Tyrone: [about the TV] Shit, this muthafucka's startin' to look a little seedy, man. Harry: What's the matter, you particular all the sudden? Tyrone: Hey, baby, I don't care if the motherfucker's growing hair just so long as we get our bread.
Remy: [observing what Emile is eating] What are you eating? Emile: [pause] I don't really know. I think it was some sort of wrapper once. Remy: What? No! You're in Paris now, baby! My town! No brother of mine eats rejecta-menta in my town!
Marv: I'll stare the bastard in the face as he screams to God, and I'll laugh harder when he whimpers like a baby. And when his eyes go dead, the hell I send him to will seem like heaven after what I've done to him.
[first lines] [Doug awakens from a nightmare] Lori: Doug? Honey, are you all right? [nods] Lori: You were dreaming. Doug? Was it about Mars? [nods] Lori: [kisses him] Is that better? Douglas Quaid: Hmm. Lori: My poor baby. This is getting to be an ob...
[Leonard Zelig is apologizing on radio to all the people he misrepresented himself to] Leonard Zelig: My deepest apology goes to the Trochman family in Detroit. I...I never delivered a baby before in my life, and I... I just thought that ice tongs wa...
We know that no algorithm can solve global poverty; no pill can cure a chronic illness; no box of chocolates can mend a broken relationship; no educational DVD can transform a child into a baby Einstein; no drone strike can end a terrorist conflict. ...
Look, at the same time that I don't want to be a celebrity, I understand that when you make movies you put yourself out in the public eye. I'd be a baby and a fool to be like, 'Why are there cameras taking pictures of me?' when I'm on a billboard for...
Marshall: Louis? Louie where are ya? Louis, where are ya baby bro'? Listen, we didn't follow you all the way from San Francisco to play for free man. We need this one. I need this one, alright? [Louis nods]
David Huxley: You don't understand: this is *my* car! Susan Vance: You mean *this* is your car? *Your* golf ball? *Your* car? Is there anything in the world that doesn't belong to you? David Huxley: Yes, thank heaven, YOU!
Susan Vance: Now that's all perfectly clear, isn't it? Dr. Fritz Lehman: Yeah-No it *isn't* ! You see - she's going to give me an explanation... David Huxley: No no no and my dear sir, it never *will* be clear, as long as she's explaining it!
David Huxley: [David is trying to prove to Susan that she's playing his ball] You see, a PGA has two black dots and a Cro-Flight has a circle. Susan Vance: Mm-hmm. I'm not superstitious about things like that.
If you want to open a supermarket chain and put your face all around the globe, selling your baby and your dog, if it makes you happy, who am I to disagree, as the song goes. But it's not for me. I've always tried to keep my integrity and keep my aut...
