William 'Wild Bill' Wharton: Where y'all think you're goin'?
John Coffey: You a bad man.
William 'Wild Bill' Wharton: That's right, nigger. Bad as you'd want.
Steve's gotta go drain the sea-monster.Steve the Pirate
William: [drunk] You... have to come with me. There's this chick... there's these two chicks... they're triplets, man. You're not going to believe what they're doing. Not because I made it up or anything but because it is so... unbelievable. Come on out to the pool house, 'cause they told me to tell you... they want you to watch. So, come out... the pool house, come on...
Mike Dexter: [drunk] I'm a loser. I broke up with the hottest girl in school, my friends all sold me out... and somebody in there just called me a fag!
Get a grip, people hate sissies. No-one's ever going to shag you if you cry all the time.Karen
Colonel Robert G. Shaw: What are you doing?
Col. Montgomery: Liberating this town in the name of the Republic.
Well, you've done your job, so I don't suppose I can kill your wife Zenat. Although frankly I'd be doing the sighted world a favor.Siegfried
Deckard: Remember when you were six? You and your brother snuck into an empty building through a basement window. You were going to play doctor. He showed you his, but when it got to be your turn you chickened and ran; you remember that? You ever tell anybody that? Your mother, Tyrell, anybody? Remember the spider that lived outside your window? Orange body, green legs. Watched her build a web all summer, then one day there's a big egg in it. The egg hatched...
Rachael: The egg hatched...
Rachael: ...and a hundred baby spiders came out... and they ate her.
Deckard: Implants. Those aren't your memories, they're somebody else's. They're Tyrell's niece's.
Deckard: [he sees that she's deeply hurt by the implication] O.K., bad joke... I made a bad joke. You're not a replicant. Go home, O.K.? No, really - I'm sorry, go home.
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Deckard: [presents scale for examination] Fish?
Cambodian lady: [examines scale with microscope] I think it was manufactured locally... finest quality... superior workmanship. There is a maker's serial number... 9-9-0-6-9-4-7-X-B-7-1. Interesting. Not fish. Snake scale!
Elle: This is what I need to become.
Old Lady at Manicurist: What? Practically deformed?
Elle: No, a law student.
Also that mix CD...uh that I left on your doorstep was the last one that I'll be making for you. More or less...Nick
You're not a god. You can take my word for it; this is 12 years of Catholic school talking.Rita
Jack: [Stephanie pours Jack and Miles full glasses of sample wine] Oh, Stephanie, you bad girl.
Stephanie: I know, I need to be spanked.
Frank Martin: It was just a favor. I don't usually do this sort of a job.
Audrey Billings: I thought you were a professional driver?
Frank Martin: A different kind of driver.