Eddie Valiant: I'm through with taking falls / And bouncing off the walls / Without that gun, I'd have some fun / I'd kick you in the... [bottle falls on his head] Roger Rabbit: Nose! Smart Ass: Nose? That don't rhyme with "walls." Eddie Valiant: No,...
Benny the Cab: Ah, that's better. I can't believe they locked me up for driving on the sidewalk. Roger Rabbit: Come on, Eddie, get in! Benny the Cab: It was only a couple of MILES. Eddie Valiant: I'll drive. Roger Rabbit: But I wanna drive. Benny the...
R.K. Maroon: What are you going to do to me, Valiant? Eddie Valiant: I'm going to listen to you spin the Cloverleaf scenario. The story of greed, sex and murder. And the parts that I don't like, I'm going to edit out. R.K. Maroon: You got it all wron...
Nothing compares to the Indianapolis 500.
I've been here for nine years, and over that time, these people have become like my family.
It's a massive motor in a tiny, lightweight car.
A racing car is an animal with a thousand adjustments.
I'm not sure my achievements have been 'great.'
I own motorized bar stools.
All the power to them but I'm not interested in making yet another show that looks like some other show.
There are no small accidents on this circuit.
Eddie Morra: [at a party] ... Well sure, you'd get a short-term spike, but wouldn't that rapid expansion devalue the stock completely in two years? Kevin Doyle: No, 'cause there are safeguards! Eddie Morra: Against aggressive overexpansion? There are...
Eddie Valiant: [after discovering the flattened Doom getting up and wobbling to his feet] Holy smoke, he's a Toon! Judge Doom: Surprised? Eddie Valiant: Not really. That lame-brained freeway idea could only be cooked up by a Toon. Judge Doom: Not jus...
If you make some comment even obliquely alluding to menstruation or menopause and its effect on my judgment," Murphy interrupted, "I will break your arm in eleven places.
His jeans, soft against her legs, made her realize that twice tonight they'd done the deed with him more dressed than not. She liked such desperation in a man.
Murphy's face went through several mutations as he spoke, as if small animals were scurrying about just beneath his skin.
Left to themselves, things tend to go from bad to worse. Murphy's First Corollary If you tell the boss you were late for work because you had a flat tire, the next morning you will have a flat tire.
Murphy: Yeah, it's St. Paddy's Day, everyone's Irish tonight. Why don't you just pull up a stool and have a drink with us?
[after discovering sickos in the booths at a strip club] Connor: It's like a scumbag yard sale. Murphy: We should come down here once a week and clean house.
Eddie Dane: Very smart. What were you doing at the club, talking things over with Leo? Tom Reagan: Don't think so hard, Eddie. You might sprain something. Eddie Dane: You are so goddamn smart. Except you ain't. I get you, smart guy. I know what you a...
All good art, to me, is uncertainty.
