Donald Kaufman: Anyway, listen, I meant to ask you, I need a cool way to kill people. Don't worry, for my script. Charlie Kaufman: I don't write that kind of stuff. Donald Kaufman: Oh, come on, man, please? You're the genius. Charlie Kaufman: Here yo...
Anita Miller: [talking to William at the airport, after his story was rejected by Rolling Stone] You look awful, but it's great. You're living your life. You're free of Mom. [William makes a face at her] Anita Miller: Hey, I'll take off work. Let's h...
Narrator: Bob always challenged the allegations of cowardice, but Charley seemed to agree with them. He spoke of Mrs. Zee James as certain priests might the Madonna, and composed long soul-describing letters to her, begging her forgiveness; none of w...
Wood Hite: [about Dick] His philanderin' ways have instigated such malice. He's a yellow snake in the grass and can't be trusted. Wilbur Ford: Dick told me a complete other version of that affair. Robert Ford: [upstairs, waking Dick] Wood Hite's down...
Joe: [wearing sunglasses at night with two other members of the Pharoh's gang] Whadaya doin' creep? Curt Henderson: Who, me? Joe: No, I'm talkin' to the other fifty creeps here. You know Gil Gonzales? Curt Henderson: Gil Gonzales? No. No, I don't. Jo...
[Much is just leaving to head Dickon off] Much-the-Miller's-Son: [to Bess] Come on, lass! Give us a kiss and wish me luck! [Bess kisses him and then smacks his face] Bess: 'Urry up and take that ugly face of yours out of 'ere! [Much turns to go] Bess...
Gorman: [Calling Apone over the radio] Look, uh, Apone. [Apone snaps his fingers] Gorman: Look, we can't have any firing in there. I, uh, I want you to collect magazines from everybody. Hudson: Is he fuckin' crazy? Frost: What do you expect us to use...
Aladdin: Hey... can you make me a prince? Genie: [opens 'Royal Recipes' book] Uh, let's see. "Chicken à la King"? [chuckles] Genie: Nope. "Alaskan king crab". [pulls out a crab clamped to his finger] Genie: [flicking it off] Ow. I hate when they do ...
Sultan: Jasmine? Jasmine! Jasmine... [suddenly Rajah rears up in front of the Sultan with a rag in his mouth] Sultan: Confound it, Rajah! [he pulls half of the rag out of Rajah's mouth] Sultan: So! This is why Prince Achmed stormed out! Princess Jasm...
Sultan: It's this suitor business. Jasmine refuses to choose a husband. I'm at my wits' end. Iago: Awk! Wits' end! Sultan: Oh. [laughs and pulls out a cracker] Sultan: Have a cracker, pretty Polly. [Iago gasps and shakes his head. Sultan stuffs the c...
Genie: [as he is being released] You know, Al, I'm getting really... [notices Jafar] Genie: I don't think you're him. Genie: [reading a script] Tonight the part of Al will be played by a tall, dark and sinister ugly man. Jafar: I am your master now! ...
Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart: Why must I submit samples of my work to some stupid committee just to teach a thirteen-year-old girl? Count Von Strack: Because His Majesty wishes it. Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart: Is the emperor angry with me? Count Von Strack: Q...
Ben Bradlee: Where's the goddamn story? Bob Woodward: The money's the key to whatever this is. Ben Bradlee: Says who? Howard Simons: Deep Throat. Ben Bradlee: Who? Howard Simons: Oh, that's Woodward's garage freak; his source in the executive departm...
Debbie Sloan: This is an honest house. Bob Woodward: That's why we'd like to see your husband. Carl Bernstein: Facing certain criminal charges that might be brought against some people that are innocent, we just feel that it would be... Bob Woodward:...
Photo Journalist: I wish I had words, man. I wish I had words... I can tell ya something like the other day he wanted to kill me. Somethin' like that... Willard: Why'd he wanna kill you? Photo Journalist: Because I took his picture. He said "If you t...
Cecilia Tallis: [Referring to Paul Marshall] I suppose he's what you might call "eligible." Leon Tallis: Rather. Cecilia Tallis: He certainly seems to think he's the cat's pajamas. Which is odd, considering he has pubic hair growing out of his ears. ...
Agent Phil Coulson: You're gonna lose. Loki: Am I? Agent Phil Coulson: It's in your nature. Loki: Your heroes are scattered, your floating fortress falls from the sky... where is my disadvantage? Agent Phil Coulson: You lack conviction. Loki: I don't...
Mrs. Lowe: Oh, hello boys. Leonard's Friend #1: Hi, Mrs. Lowe. Can I come up to play today? Mrs. Lowe: Uh, no. I am sorry. Better not today. Leonard's Friend #1: Oh, how about tomorrow? Mrs. Lowe: Well, I am afraid, he won't be well by then either. L...
[in the Narrows, a boy goes out onto the balcony to escape his parents' arguing; he sees Batman hanging on the side of the building, spying on a nearby one] Little Boy: It's you, isn't it? Everyone's been talking about you. Father: [from inside] Get ...
[Marty and Doc observe George's incompetence in 1955] Dr. Emmett Brown: Which one's your pop? Marty McFly: [points him out] That's him. [they see him getting kicked around by other school bullies] George McFly: [has a "kick me" sign on his back] Okay...
Biff Tannen: Mr. McFly! Mr. McFly, this just arrived. Oh, hi, Marty. I think it's your new book. Lorraine Baines: Oh, honey! Your first novel. George McFly: Like I've always told you, you put your mind to it, you can accomplish *anything*. Biff Tanne...
