Sheldon the Desk Clerk: Are you Mr. Miller? William Miller: Yeah. Sheldon the Desk Clerk: [politely] You have a message from Elaine, your mother. [pause] Sheldon the Desk Clerk: She's a handful. William Miller: I know. Sheldon the Desk Clerk: [seriou...
Convenience Store Clerk: [Powell with an armload of Twinkies] I thought you guys just ate doughnuts. Sergeant Al Powell: Heh. They're for my wife. Convenience Store Clerk: [sarcastically] Yeah. Sergeant Al Powell: She's pregnant. Convenience Store Cl...
Hotel Clerk: You're Mrs. Kane, ain't you? Amy: Yes. Hotel Clerk: You're leaving on the noon train? Amy: Yes. Hotel Clerk: But your husband ain't? Amy: No, why? Hotel Clerk: No reason, but it's mighty interesting. Now, me, I wouldn't leave this town a...
Masterpiece Video Clerk: [smiling] Hello, welcome to Masterpiece Video. How may I help you this afternoon, sir? Masterpiece Video Customer: I'm looking for a copy of 8 1/2. Masterpiece Video Clerk: Is that a new release, sir? Masterpiece Video Custom...
Sporting Goods Clerk: Tent poles? Llewelyn Moss: Mmm-hmm. Sporting Goods Clerk: You already have a tent? Llewelyn Moss: Well, somethin' like that. Sporting Goods Clerk: Well, you give me the model number on the tent, I can order you the poles. Llewel...
Neal: I'd like one room for the night. Del: If you're upset, maybe we should get separate rooms. Neal: You get your own room. Hotel Clerk: Will you be paying with credit card? Neal: Yes. I have a Visa card... Diner's Club card... and a gasoline card....
Clerk at Mint Hotel: Mr. Duke! Mr. Duke! Raoul Duke: Oh fuck. Clerk at Mint Hotel: We've been looking for you. Raoul Duke: [Narrating] The game was up. They had me. Raoul Duke: Many fine books have been written in prison. Clerk at Mint Hotel: Sir?
Town Clerk: Jack Sparrow. Jack Sparrow: Captain... Captain Jack Sparrow. Town Clerk: ...for your willful commission of crime against the crown. Those crimes being numerous in quantity and sinister in nature... Elizabeth: This is wrong... Governor Swa...
DMV Clerk: I'm sorry, sir, but we don't provide motorist information to the general public. Trevor Reznik: I'm not just a member of the general public. This guy's a friend of mine. DMV Clerk: But you don't know your friend's address? Trevor Reznik: W...
Liquor Store Clerk: Is there a problem here, sir? Fogell: [shakes head] No. Liquor Store Clerk: [looks down at the spilled beer on the floor] Sir, did you do this? Fogell: No, no I didn't and you should really clean this up, someone could really hurt...
Few companies that installed computers to reduce the employment of clerks have realized their expectations... They now need more, and more expensive clerks even though they call them 'operators' or 'programmers.'
Room Clerk: Are you here for an affair, sir? Benjamin: What? Room Clerk: The Singleman party, sir? Benjamin: Ah, yes, the Singleman party.
You can't be what you don't see. I didn't think about being a doctor. I didn't even think about being a clerk in a store, I'd never seen a black clerk in a clothing store.
[after much patient pressure, the desk clerk has finally offered up some details] Desk Clerk: Am I helping you, sir? Delgetti: I never had it so good.
Hotel Clerk: Do you have seventeen dollars and a good watch? Del: No I don't. I have uh... two dollars... and a Casio. Hotel Clerk: I'm going to have to say goodnight, so...
Dan Evans: What time is it? Ticket Clerk: About ten past three. Dan Evans: Where's the 3:10 to Yuma? Ticket Clerk: Running late, I suppose. Ben Wade: Goddamn trains. Never can rely on 'em, huh?
James Bond: Your clock, is it correct? Russian Clerk: Always. James Bond: But of course. [he walks away, checks his watch, then comes back] James Bond: Excuse me, you did say your clock was correct? Russian Clerk: Russian clocks are always... [the hi...
Dinckler's Hardware Store clerk: I'm sorry, we're closed. It's 12:00 on Sunday. Melville Crump: It's 12:00, they're closed. WAIT A MINUTE! All we want is a pick and a shovel. Dinckler's Hardware Store clerk: Well, Mr. Dinckler is inside... Melville C...
Raoul Duke: Of course, I could hear what the clerk was really saying. Clerk at Flamingo Hotel: Listen, you fuzzy little shithead! I've been fucked around in my time by a fairly good cross-section of mean-tempered, rule-crazy cops, and now it's my tur...
[last lines] Cook County Assessor's Office Clerk: Can I help you? [the brothers back him up and lift him onto the counter] Jake: This is where they pay the taxes, right? Cook County Assessor's Office Clerk: Right. Elwood: This money is for the year's...
The clerk is looking at me. His expression hasn't changed. What I want to do is punch a hole in the front of the desk, reach through, grab his balls, and make him sing The Mickey Mouse Club song. But these days, I'm working on the theory that killing...
