You are all just a bunch of ass-ramming uncle fuckers!


That wasn't very sporting, using real bullets.

Phillip Vandamm

Hans Gruber: I thought I told all of you, I want radio silence until further...
John McClane: Ooooh, I'm very sorry Hans. I didn't get that message. Maybe you should've put it on the bulletin board. I figured since I've waxed Tony and Marco and his friend here, I figured you and Karl and Franco might be a little lonely, so I decided to give you a call.

Bull: Boss? You're alive! I'm so glad to see you! Zukovsky: Me to!

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  • Rating: Unrated

You're all fired, in the morning you'll all be on a bus back to Elfistan!


Hermione: Ron, you don't suppose this is going to be like . . real wizard's chess, do you?
[one of the giant white pawns crosses the board, and smashes the black pawn with a violent blow]
Ron: Yes, Hermione, I think this is going to be exactly like wizard's chess.

Barry: Rob, I'm telling you this for your own good, that's the worst fuckin' sweater I've ever seen, that's a Cosby sweater.
[Imitating Cosby]
Barry: A Cosssssssby sweater. Did Laura let you leave the house like that?

Dirk: I can't. I just can't get it hard. I just can't. I'm sorry.
Surfer: You shouldn't do this sorta thing, faggot.

When you see something that looks like a frozen gallbladder, that's Greenland.


Van Wilder: What's that intoxicating scent you're wearing Doris?
Ms. Doris Haver: I have cats.
Van Wilder: Meow!

Oh, yeah. Oooh, ahhh, that's how it always starts. Then later there's running and screaming.

Dr. Ian Malcolm

Jesus. Could you use a smaller gun? You got blood on me again.


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