Henry Hill: For us to live any other way was nuts. Uh, to us, those goody-good people who worked shitty jobs for bum paychecks and took the subway to work every day, and worried about their bills, were dead. I mean they were suckers. They had no ball...
Dr. Peter Venkman: Janine, any messages? Janine Melnitz: No. Dr. Peter Venkman: Any calls? Janine Melnitz: No. Dr. Peter Venkman: [Desperate] Any customers? Janine Melnitz: No, Dr. Venkman. Dr. Peter Venkman: Good job, isn't it? Type something will y...
Enid: I already told you I'm not going to college. Enid's Dad: [spreading jam on a muffin] Well, I think it's a good idea to keep all your options open. You could even enrol in the winter quarter. You could actually live here and go to the city colle...
Fred Weasley: Well done, Harry. Wood's just told us. Ron: Fred and George are on the team, too. Beaters. George Weasley: Our job is to make sure that you don't get bloodied up too bad. Can't make any promises, of course. Rough game, Quidditch. Fred W...
Gary: So who's the gov'? Who we doing this for? Barry the Baptist: You're doing it for me, that's all you need to know. You know because you need to know. Gary: I see. One of them "on a need to know basis" things is it. Like one of them James Bond fi...
Lynn Bracken: There's blood on your jacket. Is that an integral part of your job? Bud White: Sometimes. Lynn Bracken: Do you enjoy it? Bud White: When they deserve it. Lynn Bracken: Did they today? Bud White: I don't know. Lynn Bracken: But you did i...
Randall: So, how about this kid getting loose? Crazy, huh? Sulley: Uh, yeah, crazy. Randall: Word on the street is the kid has been traced to the factory. Know anything about that? Sulley: Uh, no, uh... Mike: No, no way. But if it was an inside job, ...
Mary Wilke: Don't psychoanalyze me. I pay a doctor for that. Isaac Davis: Hey, you call that guy that you talk to a doctor? I mean, you don't get suspicious when your analyst calls you at home at three in the morning and weeps into the telephone? Mar...
Diana Christensen: I'm interested in doing a weekly dramatic series based on the Ecumenical Liberation Army. The way I see the series is: Each week we open with an authentic act of political terrorism taken on the spot, in the actual moment. Then we ...
Noodles: It's true I have killed people, Mr. Bailey. Sometimes to defend myself, sometimes for money. And many people used to come to us. Business partners, rivals, lovers. Some of the jobs we took, and some we didn't. Yours is one we would never tou...
Young Peggy: [to Noodles] Bring me a charlotte russe, and then you can do anything you like... [cut to Patsy buying a charlotte russe for Peggy] Young Patsy: That one. With the cream. Young 'Fat' Moe: The five-cent one? Young Patsy: Yeah. For the two...
[David looks up from his job at the soda counter to see Jennifer determinedly leading Skip out of the place and down the sidewalk] David: Oh, shit! [He takes a flying jump-leap over the counter] David: *Jennifer*! David: Jennifer, stop! [He chases Je...
Nathan Arizona Sr.: You know what I think? I think you're an evil man. I think this is a shakedown. It's nothing but a Goddamn screw-job. I think you took Nathan Jr. [reaches for telephone] Nathan Arizona Sr.: And you, my fine friend, are the one who...
Nathan Arizona Sr.: If you're looking for furniture or a shitbox, out there is the sales floor. Leonard Smalls: I'm not a customer. I'm a manhunter. But I do hunt babies on occasion. I heard tell you got one you can't put your hand to. Nathan Arizona...
Mr. Brown: [after Joe assigns names] Yeah, yeah, but "Mr. Brown"? That's little too close to "Mr. Shit". Mr. Pink: Yeah, "Mr. Pink" sounds like "Mr. Pussy". Tell you what, let me be Mr. Purple. That sounds good to me. I'm Mr. Purple. Joe: You're *not...
Red: [narrating] And that's how it came to pass that on the second-to-last day of the job, the convict crew that tarred the plate factory roof in the spring of forty-nine wound up sitting in a row at ten o'clock in the morning drinking icy cold, Bohe...
Joe Turner: Listen. I work for the CIA. I am not a spy. I just read books! We read everything that's published in the world. And we... we feed the plots - dirty tricks, codes - into a computer, and the computer checks against actual CIA plans and ope...
Rooster Cogburn: Why, by God, girl, that's a Colt's Dragoon! You're no bigger than a corn nubbin, what're you doing with all this pistol? Mattie Ross: It belonged to my father, he carried it bravely in the war, and I intend to kill Tom Chaney with it...
Dave Kujan: First day on the job, you know what I learned? How to spot a murderer. Let's say you arrest three guys for the same killing. You put them all in jail overnight. The next morning, whoever's sleeping is your man. You see, if you're guilty, ...
Dick: When I was a kid, I used to see men go off on this kind of jobs... and not come back. When they did, they were wrecks. Their hair had turned white and their hands were shaking like palsy! You don't know what fear is. But you'll see. It's catchi...
Guy Forsyth: Did you ever have a job that you hated and worked real hard at? A long, hard day of work. Finally you get to go home, get in bed, close your eyes and immediately you wake up and realize... that the whole day at work had been a dream. It'...
