[while reading a letter] Dear Shelley. Oh my gosh, that's me! Wait there's more!

Shelley

[Giving instructions in a voiceover] Neri; go to Rome. Light a candle for the archbishop.

Vincent Mancini

[on the phone] Mom, I can't talk right now, I'm having sex with a white woman.

Graham

Anthony: [as he let go all the Asian people that are in the truck] Look, here's 40 bucks. Buy everybody chop suey.
[an Asian man takes the money and doesn't say anything as he leaves]
Anthony: Dopey fucking Chinaman.

Exact science, Mr Angier, is not an exact science.

Nikola Tesla

Sister Doris: Do you like birthday parties, Leonard... I mean, LeeJohn?
LeeJohn: I don't know. I never had one.
Sister Doris: You never had a birthday party?
LeeJohn: When they took me to my foster home, they lost my birth certificate. So, nobody never knew when my birthday was.
Sister Doris: Aww... I know when it is.
LeeJohn: You do? When?
Sister Doris: Today!

Hamish: You'll move.
William Wallace: I will not.
Campbell: [Hands Hamish a large stone] He'll move.
[Hamish throws the stone barely missing Wallace. Wallace throws a small stone hitting Hamish between the eyes]
Hamish: I shoulda remembered the rocks.
William Wallace: Aye, you shoulda.

Recruiter: Now, are either of you homosexuals?
John Winger: You mean like flaming? Or part time?
Recruiter: Well, it's a question we have to ask of all our new recruits.
Russell Ziskey: No, we're not homosexual, but we are *willing to learn*.
John Winger: Yeah, would they send us someplace special?
Recruiter: I'll just put that as a 'no'.

Most people respect the badge. Everyone respects the gun.

Turk

Rick: Alex?
Alex: What were you thinking, a mummy had come back to life?
Rick: I'll tell you a story some time.

What the fuck...?

Osborne Cox

Ray Kinsella: I bet it's good to be playing again, huh?
Shoeless Joe Jackson: Getting thrown out of baseball was like having part of me amputated. I've heard that old men wake up and scratch itchy legs that been dust for over fifty years. That was me. I'd wake up at night with the smell of the ball park in my nose, the cool of the grass on my feet... The thrill of the grass.

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