Ace Rothstein: [voice-over; notices a couple of card counters] Now here's this guy reading the dealer's whole card and signaling his buddy at this table. [the signaler, using a small telegraph, types a morse code to his friend at the other table] Ace...
Head Elf: COME ON, KID! [pulls Ralphie] Head Elf: COME ON! Santa Claus: HO! HO HO! [spins Ralphie around] Santa Claus: HOOOO... HOOO... HOO... And what's your name little boy? Male Elf: Hey, kid! HURRY UP! THE STORE'S CLOSING! Head Elf: Listen little...
Clark: We're kicking off our fun old fashion family Christmas by heading out into the country in the old front-wheel drive sleigh to embrace the frosty majesty of the winter landscape and select that most important of Christmas symbols. Audrey: We're...
David Kleinfeld: Hey Louie... Louie, your fuckin' chick's givin' you a handjob right in front of everybody. I got guests here, for christsake. People are eating. Louie: Take it easy, Dave. David Kleinfeld: No-you take it easy. You got any manners? Yo...
Sonny: You! Manager! Fucker! Don't get any ideas, you hear? Sheldon: Believe me, I'm on your side on this one! Sonny: Yeah, my side, shit! Sylvia: Look, there are young ladies, here. You could watch your language, you know! Sonny: I speak what I feel...
Rayon: I'm Rayon. Ron Woodroof: Congratulations. Now fuck off and go back to your bed. Rayon: Relax, I don't bite. I guess you're handsome, in a Texas, hick, white trash, dumb kind of way. Ron Woodroof: Get the fuck out of here, whatever you are, bef...
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...
Donnie: Well, look... You want to go with me? Gretchen: Where do you want to go? Donnie: I mean, like, "go" with me. Like, you know... Like, it's what we call it here. "Going together." Gretchen: Sure. [pauses for a moment, turns and walks away] Donn...
Roger: Peter, where are you? Peter: I'm right here, man. Roger: Hey, we did it, didn't we? We whipped 'em, didn't we? Peter: That's right, man. Roger: Didn't we... Didn't we whip 'em? Peter: We sure did, buddy. Roger: We whipped 'em and we got it ALL...
Special Branch Detective: Hughes here, sir. Paul Oliver Duggan: born April the 3rd 1929 in Sambourne Fishley, applied for a passport on July the 14th of this year; passport mailed July the 17th to an address in Paddington. That'll probably turn out t...
Lewis: Why do you go on these trips with me, Ed? Ed: [somewhat defensively] I like my life, Lewis. Lewis: Yeah, but why do you go on these trips with me? Ed: You know, sometimes I wonder about that. Ed: [Lewis accurately shoots a fish in the river wi...
Tony Wendice: [on the phone] I don't see why we can't settle this whole thing here and now, provided you drop the price. C.A. Swan: [on the phone] I'm afraid that's quite out of the question. Tony Wendice: [on the phone] Well, we'll see what a couple...
Margot Mary Wendice: Why did you bring me here? Chief Insp. Hubbard: Because you were the only other person who could possibly have left that key outside. I had to find out if you knew it was there. Margot Mary Wendice: Suppose I had known? Chief Ins...
Frank Costello: I'm concerned about a Chinaman who thinks it's wise to come to a business transaction with automatic weapons. [to the Chinese translator] Frank Costello: For his own good, tell Bruce Lee and the Karate Kids none of us are carrying aut...
Minister of Finance: Here is the Treasury Department's report, sir. I hope you'll find it clear. Rufus T. Firefly: Clear? Huh. Why a four-year-old child could understand this report. [to Bob Roland] Rufus T. Firefly: Run out and find me a four-year-o...
[Keating stands on his desk] John Keating: Why do I stand up here? Anybody? Dalton: To feel taller! John Keating: No! [Dings a bell with his foot] John Keating: Thank you for playing Mr. Dalton. I stand upon my desk to remind myself that we must cons...
John McClane: [to terrorists in a tunnel] Hi, fellas. Mickey O'Brien, aqueduct security. Hey, listen, we got a report of a guy coming through here with, uh, eight reindeer. [shoots the terrorists] John McClane: Yeah, they said he was a jolly, old, fa...
[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...
[Patrick knocks on Joel's car window while parked in front of Clem's apartment] Joel: Yes? Patrick: Can I help you? Joel: What do you mean? Patrick: Can I help you with something? Joel: No. Patrick: What are you doing here? Joel: I'm not really sure ...
[trying to convince a group of rebels that he's letting them escape] John Preston: Go. Go, damn you! [sees another rebel being shot and knows this group will be next] John Preston: Get out of here, God damn it! If you don't, you're dead! Rebel: Don't...
[making up the bald Dr. Tom to look like Bela Lugosi] Makeup Man Harry: Ed, what am I gonna do here. Edward D. Wood, Jr.: What do you mean? Makeup Man Harry: He has no hair. Edward D. Wood, Jr.: Gee, I never noticed that. Put a wig on him!
