With gamblers, it's never enough. You keep thinking on a conscious level that the prize is whatever the pot is. In poker, you may have a certain goal for the day. But the truth is, as soon as you win, more often than not the first thing that comes to...
Sandro Cenoura: Have you lost your mind? You are just a kid! Filé-com-Fritas - Steak and Fries: A kid? I smoke, I snort. I've killed and robbed. I'm a man.
[Lunch is served; it's fish] Noah Cross: I hope you don't mind. I believe they should be served with the head. Jake Gittes: Fine... long as you don't serve the chicken that way.
Ian Curtis: I struggle between what I know is right in my own mind, and some warped truthfulness as seen through other people's eyes who have no heart, and can't see the difference anyway.
Ugarte: Rick, think of all the poor devils who can't meet Renault's price. I get it for them for half. Is that so... parasitic? Rick: I don't mind a parasite. I object to a cut-rate one.
John Milton: A woman's shoulders are the front lines of her mystique, and her neck, if she's alive, has all the mystery of a border town. A no-man's land in that battle between the mind and the body.
Justin: You can't fight what we had together. Martha: Justin, it was one night. It was a massive mistake. I was drunk out of my mind. You could have been a donkey!
General Colbert: [on the phone] I need Wolenski. Arrange to get him across the border... What?... No, never mind the Italian government! And once you have him inside France, bring him to Paris immediately!
Van Helsing: You'll die in torment if you die with innocent blood on your soul. Renfield: God will not damn a poor lunatic's soul. He knows that the powers of evil are too great for those with weak minds.
Bob Roland: This letter's the work of Trentino. The man is trying to undermine you. Now what are you going to do about it? Rufus T. Firefly: I've got a good mind to ring his doorbell and run.
Roper: Well, well. One more lovely than the next. [pause] Roper: What'd you have in mind? Tania: Pick one. Roper: I already have. Tania: Wise decision.
Sir Francis Walsingham: There is so little beauty in this world, and so much suffering. Do you suppose that is what God had in mind? That is to say if there is a god at all. Perhaps there is nothing in this universe but ourselves. And our thoughts.
Joel: I had a really nice time last night. Clementine: Nice? Joel: I had the best fucking night of my entire fucking life, last night! Clementine: Thaaaat's better!
Joel: Is there any risk of brain damage? Howard: Well, technically speaking, the operation is brain damage, but it's on a par with a night of heavy drinking. Nothing you'll miss.
Joel: I don't see anything I don't like about you. Clementine: But you will! But you will, and I'll get bored with you and feel trapped, because that's what happens with me. Joel: Okay.
[Clementine is trying to comfort baby Joel by showing him her crotch] Clementine: My crotch is still here, just as you remembered it. Joel: Yuck!
Colin: Afraid this tea's pathetic. Must have used these wretched leaves about twenty times. It's not that I mind so much. Tea without milk is so uncivilized.
Aibileen Clark: 18 people were killed in Jackson that night. 10 white and 8 black. I don't think God has color in mind when he sets a tornado loose.
Dr. Dan 'Danny' Kauffman: The mind is a strange and wonderful thing. I'm not sure it will ever be able to figure itself out. Everything else maybe, from the atom to the universe. Everything except itself.
Jean Valjean: [Valjean is being taken away] This is right, my dear. I stole something, I did. I stole happiness with you. I don't mind paying.
Old Waiter: [Hearing one side of a phone conversation] Hey Max, who's your favorite uncle? Okay, your second favorite uncle? Okay never mind, just listen...
