Mr. Frank Shirley: Remember how I was toying with the idea of suspending the Christmas bonuses? Mrs. Helen Shirley: You *didn't*! Well, of all the cheap lousy ways to save a buck! SWAT Commander: That's pretty low, mister! If I had a rubber hose, I w...
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...
Peter McCallister: Honey, the pizza boy need $122 dollars plus tip. Kate McCallister: For pizza? Peter McCallister: Ten pizzas times twelve bucks! Leslie McCallister: Frank, you've got money don't you? Frank McCallister: Traveler's checks. Kate McCal...
Annette: That'll be four bucks, babyface. Two for initiation fee, two for this month's dues. Robert E. Lee "Prew' Prewitt: What do I get for it? Annette: Members are entitled to all privileges of the club, which includes dancing, snack bar, soft drin...
Algren: You want me to kill Jappos, I'll kill Jappos. Colonel Bagley: I'm not asking you to kill anybody. Algren: You want me to kill THE ENEMIES of Jappos, I'll kill THE ENEMIES of Jappos... Rebs, or Sioux, or Cheyenne... For 500 bucks a month I'll ...
President Merkin Muffley: I will not go down in history as the greatest mass-murderer since Adolf Hitler. General "Buck" Turgidson: Perhaps it might be better, Mr. President, if you were more concerned with the American People than with your image in...
General "Buck" Turgidson: If the pilot's good, see, I mean if he's reeeally sharp, he can barrel that baby in so low... oh you oughta see it sometime. It's a sight. A big plane like a '52... varrrooom! Its jet exhaust... frying chickens in the barnya...
[last lines] Cook County Assessor's Office Clerk: Can I help you? [the brothers back him up and lift him onto the counter] Jake: This is where they pay the taxes, right? Cook County Assessor's Office Clerk: Right. Elwood: This money is for the year's...
Walter Sobchak: You have got to buck up, man. You cannot drag this negative energy in to the tournament! The Dude: Fuck the tournament... Fuck YOU, Walter! [pause] Walter Sobchak: Fuck the tournament? All right, I can see you don't want to be cheered...
A million dollars? For a cow?
If you had a million Shakespeares, could they write like a monkey?
Untold millions are still untold.
The death of one is a tragedy, but death of a million is just a statistic.
The man who has won millions at the cost of his conscience is a failure.
One death is a tragedy; one million is a statistic.
After Chernobyl, thousands and thousands of people, if not millions, were given a death penalty and had to pay the price, our father among them.
Explore your ideas may be they are worth millions!
I try to wear $1 million a day. At least.
It takes 10 million failures to find the right stuff.
They wrote it that my moustache was insured for 13 million.
I worked at a Books-a-Million in Louisville for several years.
