Max Jerry Horovitz: [in letter to Mary] I cannot understand how being honest can be considered improper. Maybe this is why I don't have any friends.
Max Jerry Horovitz: People often think I am tactless and rude. I cannot understand how being honest can be improper. Maybe this is why I don't have any friends.
Max Jerry Horovitz: My 5th job was a garbage collector. I cleaned up after litter bugs and didn't have to talk to anybody. Sometimes I liked to pretend I was an intergalactic robot.
Nux: [In the midst of a massive, violent sandstorm, after witnessing his fellow WarBoys sucked off the War Rig into a vortex] Oh, what a day... what a lovely day!
Imperator Furiosa: [to Immortan Joe] Remember me! [Throws Joe's mask hose into the rear wheels of his vehicle, tearing off his lower face and killing him instantly]
The Gyro Captain: No! It's *my* snake, I trained it, I'm going to eat it! I got a recipe for snake. Delicious. Fricassee of reptile. You are what you eat.
Mechanic: The last of the V8 Interceptors... a piece of history! [Picks up the booby trap he just removed] Mechanic: Would've been a shame to blow it up.
Roger De Bris: Ah, Bialystock and Bloom, I presume! Heh heh, forgive the pun! Leo Bloom: [to Max] What pun? Max Bialystock: Shut up, he thinks he's witty.
Max Bialystock: [smiling at Leo to calm him down] Well you know what they say, 'smile and the world smiles with you' [looks at audience] Max Bialystock: this man should be in a straight-jacket
Ulla: [Sees Max and Leo and takes off dress] We make love? Max Bialystock: No, we don't make love. Go to work. [Ulla starts dancing to music on record player]
Max Bialystock: [on "Springtime For Hitler"] ... It's practically a love-letter to Hitler! Leo Bloom: Wow. This play wouldn't run a NIGHT! Max Bialystock: A night? Are you kidding? This play's guaranteed to close on PAGE FOUR!
[Max has just petitioned to make Latin a required subject] Magnus Buchan: [heavy Scottish brogue] Why dincha just piss off, Fischer? Ya dotty wee skid mark! Max Fischer: Is that Latin?
Max Fischer: How the hell did you get so rich? You're a quitter, man! Herman Blume: I spent eight million dollars on this. Max Fischer: And is that all you're willing to spend?
Bert Fischer: You're like one of those clipper ship captains. You're married to the sea. Max Fischer: Yes, that's true. [pause] Max Fischer: But I've been out to sea for a long time.
Marta: Can we really keep the puppet show, Uncle Max? Max: Of course. Why else do you think I had Professor Cohen send the bill to your father?
Max: First time in L.A.? Vincent: No. Tell you the truth, whenever I'm here I can't wait to leave. It's too sprawled out, disconnected. You know? That's me. You like it? Max: It's my home. Vincent: 17 million people. This is got to be the fifth bigge...
Keeper of the Seeds: What's at the Citadel? Max Rockatansky: Green. Toast: And water. There's a ridiculous amount of clear water. The Dag: It's got everything you need, as long as you're not afraid of heights. Keeper of the Seeds: Where does the wate...
Max: You know, I've been watching you all night, and you've been drinking like a fish. Trying to get your courage up? We're only bringing in a shipment of booze, it's got so you're even scared to do that. Maybe you just better stay home tonight, with...
I think jazz is good, but I don't enjoy it. It's not for me.
The assumption of an absolute determinism is the essential foundation of every scientific enquiry.
—Conociéndonos —repitió Max, como si estuviera sopesando sus palabras—.¿Y vas a dejarme entrar, Sophie? —Sí. —Algo muy dentro de ella se removió, algo a un mismo tiempo oscuro... y solitario. Infinita y absolutamente solitario—. Qué...
