Raoul Duke: Hundred and eleven, twenty-two, THREE! [throws a grapefruit at Gonzo's head]
Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas[pretending the Nevada Gaming Commission is racist] Frank: They might as well call it whitejack!
Ocean's ElevenRusty: 'Wonder what Rueben'll say. Reuben: [Cut to Rueben] YOU'RE OUTTA YOUR GODDAMN MINDS!
Ocean's ElevenGood equippers do like Jesus did it: recruit twelve, graduate eleven, and focus on three.
They Smell Like SheepI was eleven, then I was sixteen. Though no honors came my way, those were the lovely years.
Truman Capote