"This is what makes you a man. When I was growing up, this was all the protection we needed. You win some, you lose some, but you live. You live to fight another day. Now you think you're a man with that gun in your hand, don't you?" - Friday
Fletcher Reede: Hi. New in the building? Woman in the Elevator: Oh yeah, I just moved in Monday. Fletcher Reede: Oh! You like it so far? Woman in the Elevator: Mmmhmm. Everybody's been real nice. Fletcher Reede: Well, It's cause you have big jugs. I mean your boobs are huge! I mean, I wanna squeeze em'! OH! Mama! [smoochie noises] Woman in the Elevator: [smacks his head hard]
Russian Interregator: Every minute you don't tell us why you are here, I cut off a finger. Emmett: Mine or yours? Russian Interregator: Yours. Emmett: Damn!
Mickey: You know what you are? Rocky: No, what? Mickey: A tomato. Rocky: A tomato? Mickey: Yeah, and I'm running a business here, not a goddamn soup kitchen.
Had my eyes peeled both wide open, and I got a glimpse
Of my innocence... got back my inner sense...
"Chuck, I never did like you. Oh, but God, hold me tight." - Return of the Living Dead
Also, since it's Xmastime:
"You know, you and my wife have a lot in common. You both think you have some right to life working out the way you want it to, and when it doesn't, you get to act the way you want. The only trouble with that is someone has to be responsible. I'd love to run around and take classes and play with my inner-self! I'd love the freedom to be some pissed-off criminal with no responsibilities, except I don't have the time! But you don't see me with a gun. And you don't see me sleeping with someone else. You think my life turned out the way I wanted because I live in this house? You think every morning I wake up, look in the mirror and say "Gee I'm glad I'm me and not some 19-year-old billionaire rockstar with the body of an athelete and a 24-hour erection!" No I don't! So just excuse the shit out of me!" The Ref (1994)
Comments
-Rookie of the Year
Of course since today has finally arrived:
It's *leave*, you idiot! "Make like a tree, and leave." You sound like a damn fool when you say it wrong.
Woman in the Elevator: Oh yeah, I just moved in Monday.
Fletcher Reede: Oh! You like it so far?
Woman in the Elevator: Mmmhmm. Everybody's been real nice.
Fletcher Reede: Well, It's cause you have big jugs. I mean your boobs are huge! I mean, I wanna squeeze em'! OH! Mama! [smoochie noises]
Woman in the Elevator: [smacks his head hard]
Gib: You aren't her parents anymore, her parents are Axl Rose and Madonna, you can't compete with that kind of bombardment
Emmett: Mine or yours?
Russian Interregator: Yours.
Emmett: Damn!
Spies Like Us
Rocky: No, what?
Mickey: A tomato.
Rocky: A tomato?
Mickey: Yeah, and I'm running a business here, not a goddamn soup kitchen.
Of my innocence... got back my inner sense...
Also, since it's Xmastime:
"You know, you and my wife have a lot in common. You both think you have some right to life working out the way you want it to, and when it doesn't, you get to act the way you want. The only trouble with that is someone has to be responsible. I'd love to run around and take classes and play with my inner-self! I'd love the freedom to be some pissed-off criminal with no responsibilities, except I don't have the time! But you don't see me with a gun. And you don't see me sleeping with someone else. You think my life turned out the way I wanted because I live in this house? You think every morning I wake up, look in the mirror and say "Gee I'm glad I'm me and not some 19-year-old billionaire rockstar with the body of an athelete and a 24-hour erection!" No I don't! So just excuse the shit out of me!"
The Ref (1994)