What color is that - vomit?Kevin
Tear it up! Tear it up! TEAR IT UP!Trip
[during a meeting in Atlantic City] I say to all of you, I have been treated this day, with no respect. I've earned you all money. I've made you rich, and I asked for little. Good. You will not give, I'll take! As for Don, Corleone, well he makes it, very clear to me today, that he is my enemy. You must choose between us.Joey Zasa
Name's Smalls. Leonard Smalls. My friends call me Lenny... only I ain't got no friends.Leonard Smalls
J.M. Barrie: Write about your family, Write about the talking Whale.
Peter Llewelyn Davies: What Whale?
J.M. Barrie: The one that is trapped in your imagination, desperate to get out.
Some people carry a rabbit's foot, I like to rock a pocket of puke.Robert 'Fish' Fishman
No tomb for Denethor and Faramir. No long, slow sleep of death embalmed. We shall burn, like the heathen kings of old. Bring wood and oil.Denethor
Each and every man under my command owes me one hundred Nazi scalps... and I want my scalps!Lt. Aldo Raine
Conner Rhodes: Are you a retard too?
Conner Rhodes: How do you know?
Lucy: Because he told me.
Conner Rhodes: But he's a retard!
Lucy: It takes one to know one.
Stanley Cunningham: Philadelphia is one of the oldest cities in this country. A lot of generations have lived here and died here. Almost any place you go in this city has a history and a story behind it. Even this school and the grounds it sits on. Can anyone guess what this building was used for a hundred years ago, before you went to this school, before I went to this school? Yes, Cole?
Cole Sear: They used to hang people here.
[Sin LaSalle and the DubMD's are standing in front of Chili Palmer's Insight]
Sin LaSalle: Well, imagine the odds, me and my crew was just out getting' some Mongolian barbecue and we stumble across your ol' weak ass ride.
Chili Palmer: Did you leave any food in Mongolia?
Stanley Goodspeed: I'm unarmed sir. I am unarmed, sir.
Womack: Where's your issue?
Stanley Goodspeed: I left in my, uh, in my... my sock drawer.
FBI Agent Hunt: A gun? For what? You're a chemical freak!
Stanley Goodspeed: Heh. A chemical superfreak, actually, but I still need a gun.
Agent Paxton: Give him a god damn gun.