Raymond: That's my pen. That's definitely my book. Charlie: Well taking your book is not a serious injury! Raymond: Serious injury book is a red book, that book is blue. Charlie: Well forgive me, I've lost my secret decoder ring!
Charlie: Listen, Ray, our dad died, that means he's not with us anymore. Did they tell you about that? Raymond: I don't know. Charlie: You don't know if they told you or you don't know what death is? Raymond: I don't know.
Doctor: Ray, do you know how much a candy bar costs? Raymond: 'Bout a hundred dollars. Doctor: Do you know how much one of those new compact cars costs? Raymond: 'Bout a hundred dollars.
Charlie: I'm going to see you in 2 weeks now how many days is that before we'll be together? Raymond: 14 days from today, today's Wednesday. Charlie: Hours? Raymond: 336 hours. Charlie: Mystifying Raymond: Course that's 20,160 minutes. 1,290,600, six...
Raymond: 12:30 is lunch. Charlie: What do you want? Raymond: Wednesday is fish sticks. Green lime jello for dessert. Charlie: You want another apple juice? Raymond: No, orange soda. Uh oh, it's 12:31.
[first lines] Michael Sullivan, Jr.: There are many stories about Michael Sullivan. Some say he was a decent man. Some say there was no good in him at all. But I once spent 6 weeks on the road with him, in the winter of 1931. This is our story.
Coach Yoast: [after winning the state championship] I know football, and what you did with those boys. You were the right man for the job, Coach! Coach Boone: You're a Hall-of-Famer in my book! [both raise game ball in victory]
Lisa: Jeff, you know if someone came in here, they wouldn't believe what they'd see? You and me with long faces plunged into despair because we find out a man didn't kill his wife. We're two of the most frightening ghouls I've ever known.
Gossie McKee: Man, we're gonna be late. Ray Charles: I gotta get my own place, Gossie. Gossie McKee: Why? I mean you got free rent right now. Ray Charles: Like hell it's free rent...
Lloyd Dobler: I got a question. If you guys know so much about women, how come you're here at like the Gas 'n' Sip on a Saturday night completely alone drinking beers with no women anywhere? Joe: By choice, man.
[Donkey thinks he's dying] The Donkey: Hey, where're you going? Oh man, I can't feel my toes! [Looks down and yelps] The Donkey: I don't have any toes! [sits down] The Donkey: I think I need a hug.
Ichabod Crane: Katrina, I might have killed you. Why have you come? Katrina Anne Van Tassel: Because no one else would go with you. Ichabod Crane: I am now twice the man, and it is your white magic.
[last lines] Teddy Daniels: You know, this place makes me wonder. Chuck Aule: Yeah, what's that, boss? Teddy Daniels: Which would be worse - to live as a monster, or to die as a good man? [gets up and walks off] Chuck Aule: Teddy?
Dr. Josiah Boone: Jerry, I'll admit as one man to another that, economically, I haven't been of much value to you. But do you suppose you could put one on credit? Jerry (bartender): If talk was money, Doc, you'd be the best customer I got.
Hatfield: A gentleman doesn't smoke in the presence of a lady. Dr. Josiah Boone: Three weeks ago I took a bullet out of a man who was shot by a gentleman. The bullet was in his back! Hatfield: You mean to insinuate... Ringo Kid: Sit down, mister. Doc...
Kyle: Hey, Mole, be careful. The Mole: Careful? Was my mother careful when she stabbed me in the heart with a clothes hanger while I was still in the womb? Stan: Man, that kid is fucked up!
Woman in Theatre: [Terrence And Phillip are singing "Uncle Fucka", and two movie patrons walk out in the middle of the song] What garbage! Man in Theatre: Well, what do you expect, they're Canadian!
Sheila Broslofski: [singing] Blame Canada! Blame Canada! It seems that everything's gone wrong since Canada came along. Blame Canada! Blame Canada! Man in Chorus: [singing] They're not even a real country anyway.
Rooster Cogburn: You go for a man hard enough and fast enough, he don't have time to think about how many's with him; he thinks about himself, and how he might get clear of that wrath that's about to set down on him
Private Jack Bell: My dear wife, you get something twisted out of your insides by all this blood, filth, and noise. I want to stay changeless for you. I want to come back to you the man I was before.
Bob Curtin: Remember what you said back in Tampico about having to carry that old man on our backs? Fred C. Dobbs: That was when I took him for an ordinary human being, not part goat.
