Thursday, March 15, 2007

Fun with quotes

Lets see if y'all can figure out what movies these are from. Little hint: I own them all.

Disturbing the peace? I got thrown out of a window! What's the fuckin' charge for getting pushed out of a moving car, huh? Jaywalking?
Is this your car?...Oh, no. Here we just take whichever car is closest.
Gimme the keys! I'm gonna follow them!...Have you ever driven a Mercedes before?...No, but a car is a car! I drive my car every day!...I'm driving. I've seen your car....Oh shit, that's cold.
Police! You're all under arrest!...You do that again, I'll shoot you myself!
You know what I keep thinking about? You know the end of Butch Cassidy? Redford and Newman are almost out of ammunition, and the whole Bolivian army is out- out in front of this little hut?...I'm gonna make you pay for this.

Eight o'clock Monday, runt. If you ain't here, I'll hunt you and shoot you down like a duck....It's "dog". Shoot him down like a dog.
That's about as funny as a screen door on a battleship....It's "screen door on a submarine," you dork.
Why don't you make like a tree and get out of here?...It's *leave*, you idiot! "Make like a tree, and leave." You sound like a damn fool when you say it wrong.
Unbelievable, that he could have chosen that particular date. It could mean that, that point in time inherently contains some sort of cosmic significance. Almost as if it were the junction point for the entire space-time continuum. On the other hand, it could just be an amazing coincidence.

my density has bought me to you....I'm your density. I mean... your destiny.
Whoa this is heavy...There's that word again; "heavy". Why are things so heavy in the future? Is there a problem with the earth's gravitational pull?
Roads? Where we're going we don't need roads.

Look I fail you cover my ass. You fail I cover your ass!...And if we both fail?...Then we're both fucked!
Are you aiming for these people?...No....Well, maybe that mime.
Well, you can stick your well-laid plan up your well-laid ass.
Not even God knows what you're doing!
Does this shit have airbags?...Your side does, I don't know about mine...
Look, If you have to shoot me, then you go ahead and you shoot me! But I have to answer this phone, all right?
What the fuck are you doin'?...Interrogatin' him....Well, what's he gonna tell you, "I'm dead"?...Well, I ain't gonna know 'til I ask him, am I?
See, I told you Park Drive was jammed!...I didn't say through Park Drive....I said through the park.
Why do you keep calling me 'Jesus'? Do I look Puerto Rican to you?...Guy back there called you 'Jesus'....He didn't say 'Jesus'. He said, "Hey, Zeus!" My name is Zeus....Zeus?...Yeah, Zeus. As in father of Apollo? Mt. Olympus? Don't fuck with me or I'll shove a lightning bolt up your ass? Zeus! You got a problem with that?
Boy, is he pissed...Maybe he'll feel better when he looks in the back seat....DAMN! That was MY gold bar!

What sets off the metal detectors first? The lead in your ass or the shit in your brains?
Just once, I'd like a regular, normal Christmas. A little eggnog... a fuckin' Christmas tree... a little turkey. But, no. I gotta crawl around in this motherfuckin' tin can.
Oh man, I can't fucking believe this. Another basement, another elevator. How can the same thing happen to the same guy twice?
So you like that one huh? How 'bout you give me twenty bucks for it?...How 'bout I let you live?...Man sure knows how to bargain.
I'll be damned if I'm gonna clean up this mess.
Hey, asshole! What do I look like to you?...A sitting duck.

No fucking shit, lady. Do I sound like I'm ordering a pizza?
Now I know what a TV dinner feels like.
Man, if this is their idea of Christmas, I *gotta* be here for New Year's.
You ask for a miracle, I give you the F B I

It ain't easy saving the world, even one case at a time.
If I get any trouble outta you guys, I'm gonna integrate this jail.
What is it in us that seeks the truth? Is it our minds or is it our hearts?
And until we can see each other as equals, justice is never going to be even-handed. It will remain nothing more than a reflection of our own prejudices.
you think just like them, that's why I picked you; you are one of them , don't you see?. Oh, you think you ain't because you eat in Claude's and you are out there trying to get me off on TV talking about black and white, but the fact is you are just like all the rest of them. When you look at me, you don't see a man, you see a black man....America is a wall and you are on the other side. How's a black man ever going to get a fair trial with the enemy on the bench and in the jury box?. My life in white hands? You, that's how. You are my secret weapon because you are one of the bad guys. You don't mean to be but you are. It's how you was raised. Nigger, negro, black, African-american, no matter how you see me, you see me different, you see me like that jury sees me, you are them. Now throw out your points of law. If you was on that jury, what would it take to convince you to set me free? That's how you save my ass. That's how you save us both.
If you win this case, justice will prevail, and if you lose, justice will also prevail. Now that is a strange case.
I want to tell you a story. I'm going to ask you all to close your eyes while I tell you the story. I want you to listen to me. I want you to listen to yourselves. Go ahead. Close your eyes, please. This is a story about a little girl walking home from the grocery store one sunny afternoon. I want you to picture this little girl. Suddenly a truck races up. Two men jump out and grab her. They drag her into a nearby field and they tie her up and they rip her clothes from her body. Now they climb on. First one, then the other, raping her, shattering everything innocent and pure with a vicious thrust in a fog of drunken breath and sweat. And when they're done, after they've killed her tiny womb, murdered any chance for her to have children, to have life beyond her own, they decide to use her for target practice. They start throwing full beer cans at her. They throw them so hard that it tears the flesh all the way to her bones. Then they urinate on her. Now comes the hanging. They have a rope. They tie a noose. Imagine the noose going tight around her neck and with a sudden blinding jerk she's pulled into the air and her feet and legs go kicking. They don't find the ground. The hanging branch isn't strong enough. It snaps and she falls back to the earth. So they pick her up, throw her in the back of the truck and drive out to Foggy Creek Bridge. Pitch her over the edge. And she drops some thirty feet down to the creek bottom below. Can you see her? Her raped, beaten, broken body soaked in their urine, soaked in their semen, soaked in her blood, left to die. Can you see her? I want you to picture that little girl. Now imagine she's white.
There's nothing you can say. I know you didn't want any of this to happen, but it happened all the same. You wagered all our lives on this. You just went ahead and did what you felt you had to do, no matter what the cost. Some folks think that's brave. Not me, Jake. Now, you may win, but I think we've all lost here.

This is very cruel. You're giving them hope. You shouldn't do that. *That's* cruel!
This list... is an absolute good. The list is life. All around its margins lies the gulf.
if this factory ever produces a shell that can actually be fired, I'll be very unhappy.
It's Hebrew, it's from the Talmud. It says, "Whoever saves one life, saves the world entire."

He's not my kid. He's not even my dog. If my dog had a kid, and that kid had a pet, that would be him.

Okay, look, I think we got off on the wrong foot here...That's all you got, lady. Two wrong feet and fucking ugly shoes.
What makes you think you can just walk in there and take whatever you want?...They're called boobs, Ed.
How many numbers you got?...Oh, I got numbers comin' outta my ears. For instance: ten....Ten?...Yeah. That's how many months old my baby girl is....You got a little girl?...Yeah. Yeah, sexy, huh? How 'bout this for a number? Six. That's how old my other daughter is, eight is the age of my son, two is how many times I've been married - and divorced; sixteen is the number of dollars I have in my bank account. 850-3943. That's my phone number, and with all the numbers I gave you, I'm guessing zero is the number of times you're gonna call it.

Our Father, who art in Calgary, Bobsled be thy name. Thy kingdom come, gold medals won, on Earth as it is in Turn Seven. With Liberty and Justice for Jamaica and Haile Selassie. Amen.
What I am saying to you, is that you are the kind of club-toting, raw-meat-eating, Me-Tarzan-You-Jane-ing big bald bubblehead that can only count to ten if he's barefoot or wearing sandals.
How 'bout I beat your butt right now?...How 'bout I draw a line down the middle of your head so it looks like a butt?
All right, Derice. Let me lay out some difficulties for you. Snow: you don't have any. It's nine hundred degrees outside. Time: you don't have any. The Olympics are in three months. And me: you don't have me. As far as I'm concerned, the sport of bobsledding no longer exists. I don't want to do it, I don't want to coach it, and most of all, and I do mean most of all, I don't want to be within two thousand miles of anybody who does. Now did you follow all that?
Oh, yeah, just one little drawback to this delightful winter sport. The high-speed crash. Ooh! That hurt. Always remember, your bones will not break in a bobsled. No, no, no. They shatter.
Seemin' to you nobody likes us?...We're different. People are always afraid of what's different.
But if you're not enough without one, you'll never be enough *with* one.
Whatever's wrong with you is no little thing.


Ambulance Driver said...

Okay, in order:

1. Beverly Hills Cop
2. Back to The Future II
3. Back to The Future
4. Die Hard With a Vengeance
5. Die Harder
6. Die Hard
7. A Time to Kill
8. no idea
9. no idea
10. Erin Brockovich
11. Cool Runnings

How did i do?

*Goddess* said...

Dang. *Somebody* watches a lot of movies...LOL!
I don't know ANY of them.