Honey, don't give me that "all for one" shit. I got to deal with being a minority in a minority of a minority, and nobody supports my ass.


You will never be one of the people.


Dr. Alan Grant: Kids! You want to have one of those?
Dr. Ellie Sattler: I don't want that kid, but a breed of child Dr. Grant could be intriguing. I mean, what's so wrong with kids?
Dr. Alan Grant: Oh, Ellie, look, they're noisy, they're messy, they're expensive.
Dr. Ellie Sattler: Cheap... cheap...
Dr. Alan Grant: They smell.
Dr. Ellie Sattler: They do not smell.
Dr. Alan Grant: Some of them smell.
Dr. Ellie Sattler: Oh, give me a break!
Dr. Alan Grant: Babies smell!

Fuck off with your D&D GoBot bullshit.

Randal Graves

Terry Fields: Pardon me, sir, but I lost my I.D. in... in a flood and I'd like to get some Old Harper, hard stuff. Would you mind buying a bottle for me?
Bum at Liquor Store: Why certainly! I lost my wife, too - her name wasn't Idy, though, and it wasn't in a flood - but I know what ya...
Terry Fields: Thanks, here's enough for a pint.

Stay in school!


Butch Cassidy: Who's the best lawman?
Sundance Kid: The best, how ? You mean toughest? Or easiest to bribe?
Butch Cassidy: Toughest.
Sundance Kid: Joe Lefors.
Butch Cassidy: Got to be.
Sundance Kid: Lefors never leaves Wyoming, never. You know that.
Butch Cassidy: He always wears a white skimmer. That's how you tell it's Joe Lefors, 'cause he always wears a white straw hat. Look at that guy out front.

Willie: Give me your hat.
Short Round: Why?
Willie: Because I'm gonna puke in it!

My heart is racing like a nail!


Colin Sullivan: You're an FBI informant? Are you fucking kidding me?
Frank Costello: Grow up!
Frank Costello: Of course I talked to the FBI.
Colin Sullivan: Do they know who I am?
Frank Costello: I... I never gave up anybody... who wasn't going down anyway. Nobody knows nothin'.
Colin Sullivan: Frank... Frank. Do they know about me?
Frank Costello: I know about you, Colin. You know I'd never give you up. You're like a...
Colin Sullivan: What, like a son? To you? Is that what this is about? All that murderin'... and fuckin'... and no sons?
[They shoot at each other]

Closing time!

Mr. Litwak

I cannot change the future. You can.


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