Kay Adams: Please, Michael. Tell me.
Michael: ...Well when Johnny was first starting out, he was signed to this contract with a big-band leader. And as his career got better and better he wanted to get out of it. Now, Johnny is my father's godson. My father went to see the bandleader, with a contract for $10,000 to let Johnny go, but the bandleader said no. So the next day, my father went to see the bandleader again, only this time with Luca Brasi. Within an hour, the bandleader signed the release, with a certified check of $1000.
Kay Adams: How did he do that?
Michael: My father made him an offer he couldn't refuse.
Kay Adams: What was it?
Michael: My father held a gun to his head, and my father assured the bandleader, that either his signature or his brains would be on the contract.
Kay Adams: ...
Michael: ...That's a true story. [pause] That's my family Kay, it's not me.

George: Just fucking sell it, Derek.
Derek: Okay, but it's going to take me a year.

Walter Stratford: I know who you wanna bend the rules for. It's that hot-rod Joey.
Bianca: What's a hot-rod?



Cypher: Look into his eyes. Those big pretty eyes and tell me... Yes or no?
[looks at Neo, tears slightly visible in her eyes]
Trinity: Yes.
Cypher: No! I don't believe it!
Tank: Believe it or not, you piece of shit, you're still gonna burn!

Cole Sear: You know the accident up there?
Lynn Sear: Yeah.

We will not stand by as evil wipes out billions of innocent lives.

Peter Quill

This is the best bad plan we have, sir.

Tony Mendez

You're different. You don't fit into a category. They can't control you. They call it Divergent. You can't let them find out about you.


I didn't think so much of him at first. But now I get it, he's everything that I'm not.


Eugene Kalb: Thanks for the Laker tickets.
Dan Foreman: You bet.
Eugene Kalb: Seats were terrific. But I'm still not going to advertise in the magazine. My son-in-law tells me that people don't read much any more. Too much effort moving eyes back and forth. So we're gonna put most of our budget into television, radio, internet.

Audrey: So did you have any trouble finding the place?
Fletcher: All right, I'm late. I ran oughta gas! The gage is broken. Rough neighborhood too. Good thing I was wearing neutral gang colors. Might've had to rip out my nine and bust a cap! My mind on my money and my money on my mind!
Audrey: They'd never hurt you, Fletcher. You're their lawyer.
Fletcher: Ooh. That was below the belt. Try to keep the gloves up.
Max Reede: Mom, dad's taking me to see wrestling!
Audrey: Ugh. Fletcher!
Fletcher: Ugh. Audrey!

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