Mr. Felix - Stamp Dealer: [Describing the stamps to Reggie] Ah, the best for last. Le chef d'oeuvre de la collection. The masterpiece. The most valuable stamp in the world. It's called the Gazette Maldave. It was printed by hand on colored paper... a...
Teen #1: You guys holding? Jay: Shit, everything but coke, heroin and your cock. Teen #2: What? Teen #1: How 'bout a nickel bag, man? Jay: [singing] Oh, fifteen bucks, little man, put that shit in my hand. Nong, nong, ning-a ning-a nong nong! Teen #1...
Funboy: Jesus Christ! Eric Draven: Jesus Christ? Stop me if you heard this one: Jesus Christ walks into a hotel. [Fun Boy shoots him] Eric Draven: Ow! He hands the innkeeper three nails, and he asks... [Fun Boy shoots him again] Funboy: Don't you eve...
Major Strasser: We have a complete dossier on you: Richard Blaine, American, age 37. Cannot return to his country. The reason is a little vague. We also know what you did in Paris, Mr. Blaine, and also we know why you left Paris. [hands the dossier t...
Col. Muska: [fascinated by Sheeta's glowing pendant] It's the Sacred Light! The ancient documents were true! It's not just a legend! Sheeta: What are you talking about? Col. Muska: [reaches out to touch Sheeta's crystal; screams as its rays burn his ...
Mr. Hand: But I wanted to know what it was like... how you feel. John Murdoch: You know how I was supposed to feel. That person isn't me... never was. You wanted to know what it was about us that made us human. Well, you're not going to find it... [M...
Narrator: [as McKay explores even further with his hand] It was not Grace's pride that kept her going during the days when fall came and the trees were losing their leaves, but more of a trance like state that descends on animals whose lives are thre...
Lucius Fox: [to Reese] Let me get this straight, you think that your client, one of the wealthiest and most powerful men in the world, is secretly a vigilante, who spends his nights beating criminals to a pulp with his bare hands, and your plan is to...
Bruce Wayne: I need a new suit. Lucius Fox: Yeah, three buttons is a little '90's, Mr. Wayne. Bruce Wayne: I'm not talking fashion, Mr. Fox, so much as function. [hands him a diagram] Lucius Fox: You want to be able to turn your head. Bruce Wayne: Su...
Other Prisoner: Hey, you Billy Costigan? Billy Costigan: Yeah. Who wants to know? Other Prisoner: I know a Sean Costigan, down on L Street. Billy Costigan: Yeah that's my cousin. Other Prisoner: Connected. Not too bright. Billy Costigan: I know. Othe...
Billy Crash: [after Django attacks one of Candie's men, pulling him off his horse] Oh, you are one lucky nigger! Django: You better listen to your boss, white boy! Billy Crash: Oh, I'ma go walkin' in the moonlight with you! Django: You wanna hold my ...
Calvin Candie: [after selling Broomhilda to Django and Schultz] Mr. Moguy! Leonide Moguy: Yes, Calvin? Calvin Candie: You make this gentlemen a receipt for $12,000, please. [Candie stands up and casually examines his cut hand] Calvin Candie: It was a...
[after an old man gives them directions, Jonathan hands him a pack of cigarettes] Alex: What are you doing? Jonathan: For helping us. Alex: What? Jonathan: Well, I read in my guidebook that you can't find Marlboro cigarettes here so you should take t...
[to a wounded boy, handing him a handkerchief stained with his blood] Mary of Guise: Go back to England, and take this to your Queen. Hm? Mary of Guise: [in French, to herself] English blood on French colors. [turns to her officer] Mary of Guise: Sen...
Nick: You want freedom? I'll give you fucking freedom. [Takes out some handcuffs] Nick: You're going to jail, faggot. How's that for freedom? Freedom to get fucked up the ass by some big buck nigger. Give me your other hand! He's gonna be right behin...
[Mortimer has just recovered the watch from Indio, which contains a picture of the woman that Indio raped] Monco: [peers at the picture] There seems to be a family resemblance. [He hands Mortimer the similar watch with the same picture he had taken e...
William 'Wild Bill' Wharton: [Brutus Howell hands out cold sodas to the other guards] Hey, hey, I'm gonna get some too, ain't I? Brutus "Brutal" Howell: My ass you get some too. Paul Edgecomb: What makes you think you deserve any? William 'Wild Bill'...
Percy Wetmore: Hell raiser? He look more like a limp noodle to me. Hey! [to a doped Wild Bill] Percy Wetmore: You've been declared competent, son, 'know what that means? 'Means you gonna ride the lightning. Ha ha. Dean Stanton: Percy, will you shut u...
Dave Moss: Cop couldn't find his dick with two hands and a map. Ricky Roma: What'd he beat you with his rubber bat? Dave Moss: He's got no right. Cop's got no right to speak to me like that. Ricky Roma: You gonna turn state's Dave Moss: Fuck you, Ric...
Bill: My father gave his life, making this country what it is. Murdered by the British with all of his men on the twenty fifth of July, anno domini, 1814. Do you think I'm going to help you befoul his legacy, by giving this country over to them, what...
Irish Singer: [singing] Well, meself and a hundred more, to America sailed o'er, with our fortunes to be made, so we were thinkin' / When we got to Yankee land, they shoved a gun into our hands / Saying "Paddy, you must go and fight for Lincoln."/ Th...
