Elaine Miller: You wanna be Atticus Finch. Oh, that makes me feel so good.
Young William: I like him.

I told you to put one in his brain, not in his stinkin' face!


If we talk for too long, I'll forget how we started. Next time I see you, I'm not gonna remember this conversation. I don't even know if I've met you before.

Leonard Shelby

Eben Olemaun: Hell of a day.
The Stranger: You just wait.

Guido: Listen to me.
Joel Goodson: No, no. You listen to ME!
Guido: [hangs up]
Joel Goodson: Shit!

Galloway: I don't think you're fit to handle the defense.
Kaffee: You don't even *know* me. Ordinarily it takes someone *hours* to discover I'm not fit to handle a defense.

Clinch: Where did you learn to shoot?
Albert: Your wife.
Edward: Oh, snap!

Rick: Why do these guys have to be black? No matter how we spin this thing, I'm either gonna lose the black vote or I'm gonna lose the law and order vote!
Karen: You know, I think you're worrying too much. You have a lot of support in the black community.
Rick: All right. if we can't duck this thing, we're gonna have to neutralize it. What we need is a picture of me pinning a medal on a black man. The firefighter - the one that saved the camp or something - Northridge... what's his name?
Bruce: He's Iraqi.
Rick: He's Iraqi? He looks black.
Bruce: He's dark-skinned, sir, but he's Iraqi, his name's Saddam Hassif.
Rick: His name's Saddam? Oh, that's great, Bruce. Yeah, I'm gonna pin a medal on an Iraqi named Saddam. Give yourself a raise, won't you?

Talk, you reconstructed welp of a whore!


Griffin: Actually, I knew this jumper once... crazy bastard! Tried to hop a whole building. Won't be trying that again...
Davey: Why's that?
Griffin: That's 'cause he's dead. Killed him! Still managed to shake it a little though.

There have been many a brave soldier come to taste my husband's mead.


Thank you, your honor. With God's help I'll conquer this terrible affliction.

Mark "Rent-boy" Renton

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