Linda McFly: Then how am I supposed to ever meet anybody? Lorraine Baines: Well, it'll just happen. Like the way I met your father. Linda McFly: That was so stupid! Grandpa hit him with the car. Lorraine Baines: [wistfully] It was meant to be.
Walter Sobchak: When we make the handoff, I double back, grab one of 'em and beat it out of him! Huh? The Dude: That's a great plan, Walter. That's fuckin' ingenious, if I understand it correctly. It's a Swiss fuckin' watch.
Walter Sobchak: Your wheel! At fifteen m-p-h I roll out! I double back, grab one of 'em and beat it out of him! The uzi! The Dude: Uzi? Walter Sobchak: You didn't think I was rolling out of here naked!
Fred Derry: You gotta hand it to the Navy; they sure trained that kid how to use those hooks. Al Stephenson: They couldn't train him to put his arms around his girl, or to stroke her hair.
[Lotte comes home late at night] Craig Schwartz: You were him, weren't you? Lotte Schwartz: Yeah. Craig Schwartz: And he was with her! Lotte Schwartz: We love her, Craig. Craig Schwartz: We? Lotte Schwartz: John and me.
Sam Lowry: I only know you got the wrong man. Jack Lint: Information Transit got the wrong man. I got the *right* man. The wrong one was delivered to me as the right man, I accepted him on good faith as the right man. Was I wrong?
Jesse: [stops Celine and positions her in front of him at arm's length] Celine: What? Jesse: Uh... I'm gonna take your picture. So I never forget you or, uh, or all this. Celine: Okay. Me too.
Philip Marlowe: I know he was a good man at whatever he did. No one was more pleased than I when I heard you had taken him on as your... whatever he was.
Celine: So, I want to try something. Jesse: What? Celine: [hugs him] I want to see if you stay together or if you dissolve into molecules. Jesse: How'm I doing? Celine: Still here. Jesse: Good, I like being here.
The Priest: Would they ever harm an innocent person for any reason? [of Rocco, who's holding him at gunpoint] Paul Smecker: No, they would never do that. Well, the two Irish guys wouldn't, the Italian guy, he might, he's kind of an idiot.
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