Buddy Ackerman - "This is the only way that you can hope to survive. Because life... is not a movie. Everyone lies. Good guys lose. And love... does not conquer all. "
[Into a mirror.] "You talkin' to me? You talkin' to me? You talkin' to me? Then who the hell else are you talkin' to? You talkin' to me? Well I'm the only one here. Who do you think you're talking to? Oh yeah? Huh? Ok." -- Travis Bickle, Taxi Driver Same movie: "Travis: Some day a real rain will come and wash all the scum off the streets."
Uh Uhh princess--we're having you fixed. You're gonna be respectful, compliant, and appreciative. The way a woman should be.
The Full Metal Jacket quote was almost word for word US military policy in Vietnam according to Colin Powell's memoirs of that time. They only shot the people who ran, though, they weren't supposed to kill the people who stood still, that's a Hollywood embellishment.
Gots to love the Limeys. As Walter Becker so astutely noted about 'em: "hey, there goes the empire, here comes the irony!"
In honor of Steve's Day Off, from Ferris Bueller: The key to faking out the parents is the clammy hands. It's a good non-specific symptom; I'm a big believer in it. A lot of people will tell you that a good phony fever is a dead lock, but, uh... you get a nervous mother, you could wind up in a doctor's office. That's worse than school. You fake a stomach cramp, and when you're bent over, moaning and wailing, you lick your palms. It's a little childish and stupid, but then, so is high school.
Then one day she meets this John Holmes motherfvcker and it's like, whoa baby, I mean this cat is like Charles Bronson in the Great Escape, he's digging tunnels. Now, she's gettin' the serious d|ck action and she's feeling something she ain't felt since forever. Pain. Pain. It hurts her. It shouldn't hurt her, you know her pu$$y should be Bubble Yum by now, but when this cat fvcks her it hurts. It hurts just like it did the first time. You see the pain is reminding a fvck machine what it once was like to be a virgin. Hence, "Like a virgin."
Yo Nomar, how about this one! It was not my intention to do this in front of you, for that I'm sorry. But you can take my word for it, your mother had it coming. When you grom up if you still feel raw about it, I'll be waiting.
This is one of my favorites. It looks like you might like it too. Keaton always said: "I don't believe in God, but I'm afraid of him." Well I believe in God, and the only thing that scares me is Keyser SOZE.
"I'm gonna need some Huey's" "Some what?" "Some helicopters, damn it Howard!" "I thought they were called choppers?" "Well now we call them Huey's." "Well, why wasn't I notified?" "All my life I always wanted to fly. I always wanted to live like a hawk. I know you're not supposed to be jealous of anything, but...to take flight, to soar above everything and everyone, now that's living. But a hawk is no good around normal birds. It can't fit in. Even though all the other birds probably wanna be hawks; they hate him for what they can't be. Proud. Powerful. Determined. Dark."
If you really think that is a good line... then... no comment. Kill Bill really has the worst script of any movie I've ever seen. Even that Budha movie with Keanu was more entertaining.
Now we see for the first time, Rachael, a beautiful woman in her late twenties dressed with taste and dignity. DECKARD Replicants are like any other machine. They can be a benefit or a hazard. If it's a benefit, it's not my problem. RACHAEL May I ask a personal question? DECKARD Go ahead. RACHAEL Have you ever retired a human by mistake ? Deckard blinks... hesitates before answering the question. DECKARD No. RACHAEL But in your position that is a risk. An OWL flaps around the huge marble office. TYRELL (os) Is this to be an empathy test? Capillary dilation of the so-called blush response.. fluctuation of the pupil involuntary dilation of the iris...... DECKARD We call it Voight Kampff for short. Deckard turns to see an older man, very distinguished very well tailored has entered the huge marble office. TYRELL! RACHAEL Mr. Deckard. Dr. Eldon Tyrell. Tyrell has extended his hand to Deckard. Deckard shakes. TYRELL Demonstrate it. I want to see it work. DECKARD Where's the prototype ? TYRELL I want to see it work on a person. I want to see a negative before I provide you with a positive. DECKARD What's that gonna prove? TYRELL Indulge me. DECKARD On you? Tyrell indicates Rachael. TYRELL Try her. Deckard looks at Rachael. She's a beauty alright. He shrugs. DECKARD It's too bright in here. Tyrell hits a button. The windows darken, a polaroid effect that seems to give Tyrell the power to turn off the sun. Deckard is placing the Voight Kampff case on the table. The Voight Kampff opens like a butterfly as the room darkens. INT. TYRELL'S OFFICE - A LITTLE LATER Rachael's eye fills the screen, the iris brilliant, shot with light, the pupil contracting. We hear Deckard's voice and we have the impression the test has been going on for a while. DECKARD (O.S.) You are given a calfskin wallet for your birthday... Tyrell stands silhouetted behind Deckard, who sits in front of Rachael. The needles in both gauges swing violently past green to red, then subside. RACHAEL I wouldn't accept it, also I'd report the person who gave it to me to the police. DECKARD You have a little boy. He shows you his butterfly collection, plus the killing jar. Again the gauges register, but not so far. RACHAEL I'd take him to the doctor. DECKARD You're watching TV and suddenly you notice a wasp crawling on your wrist. RACHAEL I'd kill it. Both needles go red. Deckard makes a note, takes a sip of coffee and continues. DECKARD In a magazine you come across a full-page photo of a nude girl. RACHAEL Is this testing whether I'm a replicant or a lesbian? DECKARD You show the pciture to your husband. He likes it and hangs it on the wall. The girl is lying on a bearskin rug. RACHAEL I wouldn't let him. DECKARD Why not? RACHAEL I should be enough for him. Deckard frowns, then smiles. His smile looks a little like a grimace or the other way around. DECKARD Last question. You're watching an old movie. It shows a banquet in progress, the guests are enjoying raw oysters. RACHAEL Ugh. Both needles swing swiftly. DECKARD The entree consists of boiled dog stuffed with rice. Needles move less. DECKARD (continuing) The raw oysters are less acceptable to you than a dish of boiled dog. Deckard switches off his beam. TYRELL Well, Mr. Deckard? Deckard is looking at Tyrell and wincing indecisively. He doesn't get it. Are they playing with him? TYRELL (continuing) Perhaps some privacy will loosen your tongue, Mr. Deckard. He turns to Rachael TYRELL Would you step out for a few moments, Rachael? Rachael exits looking a little shaken. What's going on? Deckard stares at Tyrell. Tyrell meets his look. TYRELL I'm impressed. How many questions does it usually take to spot one? DECKARD I don't get it. TYRELL How many questions ? DECKARD In columns of four cross referenced, twenty or thirty. TYRELL It took more than a hundred for Rachael, didn't it ? DECKARD She really doesn't know ? TYRELL She's beginning to suspect, I think. DECKARD Suspect! How can she not know she is. TYRELL Well, we began to notice in them a strange obsession. Tyrell is pacing now, lecturing. TYRELL After all, they are emotionally inexperienced with only a few years inwhich to store up the experiences which you and I take for granted. If we gift them with a past... we create a cushion or pillow for their emotions.. and we can control them better. DECKARD They want memories? TYRELL It's the dark corners, the little shadowy places that makes you interesting, Deckard..... gusty emotions on a wet road on an autumn night.. the change of seasons..... the sweet guilt after masturbation. DECKARD Jesus Christ,Tyrell! Tyrell looks startled. DECKARD Where do you get them, the memories? TYRELL In the case of Rachael, I simply copied and regenerated cells from the brain of my sixteen-year- old niece. Rachael remembers what my little niece remembers. DECKARD I saw an old movie once. The guy had bolts in his head. Deckard looks amazed while Tyrell looks pleased with himself.
"Badges? Badges? We don't need no stinkin' Badges" - Lone Wolf McQuade... "Have you ever bopped a bologna?" - Vacation... "You got balls big as Church Bells" - ???...
HAN: "No time to discuss this in a committee." LEIA: "I am not a committee!" McCLANE: "I guess I was wrong about you. You're not an ******* after all." GRANT: "No, you were right. I'm just your kind of *******." WADSWORTH: "Professor Plum, you were once a professor of psychiatry specializing in helping paranoid and homicidal lunatics suffering from delusions of grandeur." PROF. PLUM: "Yes, but now I work for the United Nations." WADSWORTH: "Well your work has not changed." SCOTT EVIL: "I just think, like, he hates me. I really think he wants to kill me." THERAPIST: "He doesn't really want to kill you. Sometimes we just say that." DR. EVIL: "No, actually the boy is quite astute. I really am trying to kill him, but so far unsuccessfully. He's quite wily like his old man." AGENT SMITH: "Tell me, Mr. Anderson, what good is a phone call if you're... unable to... speak?" WORF: "Assimilate this!" MAXIMUS: "My name is Maximus Decimus Meridius, Commander of the Armies of the North, General of the Felix Legions, loyal servant to the true emperor, Marcus Aurelius. Father to a murdered son, husband to a murdered wife. And I will have my vengeance, in this life or the next." OLD WOMAN: "Excuse me... Can you blow me where the pampers is?" GUTTER: "What?" OLD WOMAN: "Will you blow me where the pampers is?" GUTTER: "What?" OLD WOMAN: "Will you... show me... where the cam-pus is?" ... AND MY ALL-TIME FAVORITE: ANAKIN: "I don't like sand. It's coarse and rough and irritating, and it gets everywhere. Not like here. Here everything's soft... and smooth..."
