Mrs Jennings: Have you missed me, Pigeon?
Pigeon: Very much, ma'am.
Mrs Jennings: Yes, you always say that and I never believe you.

Deputy Clementine Johnson: Let me in, I don't have a key to this door.
Lieutenant Jim Dangle: It's open. You ok?
Deputy Clementine Johnson: Oh, I'm in love.
Lieutenant Jim Dangle: Hey, you've got a bandage on your teat.
Deputy Clementine Johnson: A love bandage.
Lieutenant Jim Dangle: No, I mean an ace bandage.
Deputy Clementine Johnson: Oh my God, if I've been stabbed, I'm gonna be so pissed!

Kasey: Except, it's gonna cost us $2,000.
Darcy: Do I have the letters 'A-T-M' tatooed on my forehead?
Torrance Shipman: I was thinking more D-A-D-D-Y.

Mr. Salt: You sure this thing'll float, eh, Wonka?
Willy Wonka: With your buoyancy, sir, rest assured.

You have won her. I am bringing her home.


I've been thinking. Tomorrow it will be twenty-eight years to the day that I've been in the service. Twenty-eight years in peace and war. I don't suppose I've been at home more than ten months in all that time. Still, it's been a good life. I loved India. I wouldn't have had it any other way. But there are times when suddenly you realize you're nearer the end than the beginning. And you wonder, you ask yourself, what the sum total of your life represents. What difference your being there at any time made to anything. Hardly made any difference at all, really, particularly in comparison with other men's careers. I don't know whether that kind of thinking's very healthy; but I must admit I've had some thoughts on those lines from time to time. But tonight... tonight!

Colonel Nicholson

Vivian: That would make you a... lawyer.
Edward Lewis: What makes you think I'm a lawyer?
Vivian: You have that sharp, useless look about you.

Teen #1: You holding?
Jay: Shit, everything except coke, heroin, and your cock!

Lynn Bracken: Where'd this come from?
Bud White: When I was 12, my old man went after my mother with a bottle. I got in the way.
Lynn Bracken: You saved her.
Bud White: Not for long.
Lynn Bracken: I'm sorry, Bud, it's none of my...
Bud White: He tied me to the radiator. I watched him beat my mother to death with a tire iron. He left us there. It was three days before a truant officer found us. They never found the old man.
Lynn Bracken: Was that why you became a cop? To get even?
Bud White: I don't know.

Man On Train: I shall call the guard!
Paul: Ah, but what? They don't take kindly to insults, you know. Let's go have some coffee and leave the kennel to Lassie!

[reading newspaper clipping] "Local boy Cotton delivers his first exorcism". As a little boy I thought this was in every newspaper all over the world.

Cotton Marcus

Loretta, I love you. Not like they told you love is, and I didn't know this either, but love don't make things nice - it ruins everything. It breaks your heart. It makes things a mess. We aren't here to make things perfect. The snowflakes are perfect. The stars are perfect. Not us. Not us! We are here to ruin ourselves and to break our hearts and love the wrong people and *die*. The storybooks are *bullshit*. Now I want you to come upstairs with me and *get* in my bed!

Ronny Cammareri

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