[upon seeing crowds of people in front of Helene's house] Look at this. Jesus. Fucking bloc party here. Four Cape Verdeans got killed here last year. No one gave a shit.

Patrick Kenzie

Matt Murphy: But babes, this is Jake and Elwood. The Blues Brothers.
Mrs. Murphy: The Blues Brothers? Shiiit! They still owe you money, fool. You're livin' with me now. You ain't goin' back out on the road and playin' them old two-bit sleazy dives, and y'ain't gonna go slidin' around witcho ol' white hoodlum friends.
Jake: Ma'am, would it make you feel any better if we told you that what we're asking Matthew to do is a holy thing?
Elwood: We're on a mission from God.
Mrs. Murphy: Don't you blaspheme in here! Don't you blaspheme in here! This is my man, this is my restaurant, and you two are gonna turn around and walk right out of here - without your dry white toast, without your four fried chickens, and without Matt 'Guitar' Murphy!

You two are the most (expletive) up people I've ever met and I deal with fucked up people for a living.

Tanner Bolt

Don't smart me! See I wanna watch you squirm; I wanna see you sweat a little, and when you smart me... it ruins it.


Architect: Mr. Blume, how are Ronny and Donny enjoying military school?
Herman Blume: They love it.
Magnus Buchan: Lucky bastards.

Henry Gondorff: Glad to meet you, kid, you're a real horse's ass. Is Lonnegan after you too?
Johnny Hooker: I dunno... I ain't seen anybody.
Henry Gondorff: You never do, kid.

And I say, them 'as pinched it, done her in.

Eliza Doolittle

Mowgli: Hello. What are you doing?
Junior: Shh. Drillin'.
Mowgli: Can I do it, too?
Junior: Sure, just do what I do. But don't talk in ranks. It's against regulations.

Police Captain: Neighbors heard them screaming at each other, like for two hours, and it was nothing new. Then they heard the gun go off, both barrels. Crime of passion.
William Somerset: Yea, just look at all the passion on that wall.

I wanted this to be professional. Efficient, adroit, cooperative, not a lot to ask. Alas, your Mr. Takagi did not see it that way, so he won't be joining us for the rest of his life.

Hans Gruber

Man on train: Don't take that tone with me, young man. I fought the war for your sort.
Ringo: I bet you're sorry you won.

runaway: You won, OK? This is just a *game!*
Clu: Not any more.
[kills the runaway]

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