Helen Sinclair: No, no, don't speak. Don't speak. Please don't speak. Please don't speak. No. No. No. Go. Go, gentle Scorpio, go. Your Pisces wishes you every happy return. David Shayne: Just one... Helen Sinclair: Don't speak.
David Shayne: You're gonna write it? Cheech: What am I? A fuckin' idiot? They taught me how to read and write in school before I burned it down. David Shayne: You burned down your school? Cheech: Yeah, it was Lincoln's birthday. There was nobody ther...
David Shayne: I studied playrighting with every teacher, I read every book... Cheech: Let me tell you somethin' about teachers. I hate teachers. Those blue-haired bitches used to whack us with rulers. Forget teachers.
Nick: Sorry you guys had to hear that. Some problems with the firm. David Shayne: Really? What type of firm is it, Nick? Nick: It's a "don't stick your nose in other people's business and it won't get broken" type of firm.
Dave - Deputy: Miss Brandon? Miss Brandon, we ran your Charles Behrman ID through to the computer, and this is what the Lincoln authorities faxed us over. You tell me. Brandon: Wow... This Teena chick's pretty messed up.
[last lines] Ambassador Walker: The Third World is not a world apart... and the witness you will hear today speaks on its behalf. Let us hear the voice of that world. Let us learn from that voice... and let us ignore it no more. Ladies and gentlemen,...
Maddy Bowen: The world is falling apart and all we hear about is blowjob-gate. Danny Archer: When was the last time the world wasn't falling apart, huh? Maddy Bowen: Uh, a cynic. Why don't you sit down and make me miserable?
Solomon Vandy: [trying to rescue his son] Dia, come on. Dia Vandy: Leave me alone! Solomon Vandy: Dia it is me, your father. Let's go. Dia Vandy: I don't know you! Fisherman! [to the other soldiers] Dia Vandy: Get him, get him!
[Jamie Smith bounces a basketball on the table where Eversman is working] Eversmann: What the fuck, Smith? Smith: Well? Eversmann: "Well" what? Smith: We going out? Eversmann: Why should I tell you? Smith: Because I'm me!
Marty McFly: Look, Marvin, you gotta play. See, that's where they kiss for the first time on the dance floor. And if there's no music, they can't dance. If they can't dance, they can't kiss. If they can't kiss they can't fall in love, and I'm history...
[to Barton, while trying to get Barton to go to Hollywood] Garland: The common man will still be here when you get back. Who knows, there may even be one or two of them in Hollywood. Barton: That's a rationalization, Garland. Garland: Barton, it was ...
Col. Robert Stout: I'm Bobby Stout. Lt. Colonel J.O.E. Vandeleur: Have you ever been liberated before? Col. Robert Stout: I got divorced twice, does that count? Lt. Colonel J.O.E. Vandeleur: That counts.
Lt. General Bittrich: Yes, thousands of paratroopers have landed in Nijmegen... right on top of Field Marshall Model General Ludwig: I'll bet they landed in his soup! Lt. General Bittrich: You'd like that, wouldn't you?
Furious Styles: Why is it that there is a gun shop on almost every corner in this community? The Old Man: Why? Furious Styles: I'll tell you why. For the same reason that there is a liquor store on almost every corner in the black community. Why? The...
Lorraine Baines: [frowns at a stuttering Marty] Are you all right? Marty McFly: [stares at his mother's obviously enlarged breasts] I'm fine, I'm fine. It's just that you're so... you're so... big.
Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen: Listen up, Eastwood! I aim to shoot somebody today and I'd prefer it'd be you. But if you're just too damn yella, I guess it'll just have to be your blacksmith friend.
Doc: Marty, I gave you explicit instructions not to come here but to go directly back to 1985. Marty McFly: I know, Doc. But I had to come. Doc: But it's good to see ya, Marty.
Walter Sobchak: Your wheel! At fifteen m-p-h I roll out! I double back, grab one of 'em and beat it out of him! The uzi! The Dude: Uzi? Walter Sobchak: You didn't think I was rolling out of here naked!
Fred Derry: You gotta hand it to the Navy; they sure trained that kid how to use those hooks. Al Stephenson: They couldn't train him to put his arms around his girl, or to stroke her hair.
Al Stephenson: You know, I had a dream. I dreamt I was home. I've had that same dream hundreds of times before. This time, I wanted to find out if it's really true. Am I really home?
[showing Charles one of his window equations] Nash: This is a group playing touch football. This is a flock of pigeons fighting over bread crumbs. And this is a woman chasing a man who stole her purse. Charles: John, you watched a mugging. That's wei...
