I'm a Bondurant. We don't lay down for nobody.


Prostitute: I'm clean, no HIV.
Danny Archer: Yeah, I've heard that before.

Mel: What the hell is that?
Cher: A dress.
Mel: Says who?
Cher: Calvin Klein.

Sonny: What the hell is this?
Clemenza: It's a Sicilian message. It means Luca Brasi sleeps with the fishes.

What was he wearing? Well, uh, let's see, he was wearing a red argyle sweater, and tan trousers, and red shoes... Hmm? No, he's not retarded.


Susan Parrish: What will we do now?
Joe Black: It will come to us.

What you did was very spiteful, but it was also very brave and very honest and I respect you for doing that. But the content of what you said has made me hate you. So there's a layer of respect, admittedly, for your truthfulness, but it's peppered with hate. Hateful respect.

Aldous Snow

What's that? Didn't hear ya. Your breath was so bad it made my ears numb!

Vanellope von Schweetz

Jean: What's that?
Patrick Bateman: Duct tape. I need it for... taping something.

Pam Byrnes: What's the matter sweetie? Can't sleep?
Greg Focker: No, no. I was just going over my answers to the polygraph test your dad just gave me.

Jock: [at a party] What's up, babes?
Womynist #1: Pack up your rape culture and take a hike!
Jock: [holds up a beer] You want a brew dog?
Womynist #1: We're not interested in your penis!
Womynist #2: Wait, wait, I think he's offering us a beer.

Kevin: What's up?
Janis: Can I help you?
Kevin: You Puerto Rican?
Janis: Lebanese.
Kevin: I feel that.

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