The man I worked for had one of the biggest companies in New York City. He didn't own his own company. White man owned it, so they owned him. Nobody owns me, though.

Frank Lucas

Rita: That's right.
Sam: OKAY!

Plus, the benefits are great, you know? If I get shot on the job, I'm like... *MMM*... rich!


Close you eyes and tap your heels together three times. And think to yourself, there's no place like home.


Mr. Fox: Mole! What d'you got?
Mole: I can see in the dark.
Mr. Fox: We can use that. Rabbit?
Rabbit: I'm fast.
Mr. Fox: Badger?
Badger: Demolitions expert.
Mr. Fox: What? Since when?

Ursula Andress, the quintessential Bond girl. That's what everyone says. The embodiment of his superiority over us. Beautiful, exotic, highly sexual and totally unavaiable to anyone apart from him. Shite. Let's face it. She can shag one punter from Edinburgh, she'd shag the whole lot of us.

Sick Boy

Ray Kinsella: [about the reclusive Terence Mann] OK, the last interview he ever gave was in 1973. Guess what it's about.
Annie Kinsella: Some kind of team sport.

The greatest measure of the 19th century was passed by corruption, aided and abetted by the purest man in America.

Thaddeus Stevens

I'm takin' the dog... dumbass!


You know, fame is supposed to be MY turf.

Katharine Hepburn

Todd: You know, what I remember is ME having to drive YOU home from the beach that time, because you were too drunk!
Donny: Somebody else's dad would have had another guy drive home!
Todd: I was eight!
Donny: And you drove like a fucking champ too.

What is this fascination with truancy? What is it that gets inside of your heads? There are some teachers at this school who look the other way at truants. It's a little game you both play. They pretend they don't see you, and you pretend you don't ditch! Now, in the end, who pays the price? YOU!

Mr. Hand

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