Wolverine: Jean...
Dr. Jean Grey: Scott, when I tell you, open your eyes.
Cyclops: No!
Dr. Jean Grey: Trust me.
[Wolverine takes out Cyclops' visor]
Wolverine: You drop something?

Anyone with a police record that long is going to make a mistake. I want all party members in the tri-state district to monitor the city, county, and state police on their CB's. Sooner or later, Mr. Elwood Blues is gonna fuck up and when he does... he'd better pray that the police get to him before we do.

Head Nazi

Roman: [at Han's funeral] Promise me something, Brian. I don't wanna go to any more funerals.
Brian O'Conner: Only one more.
Brian O'Conner: His.

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Tibby: How old are you, anyway? 10?
Bailey: I'm 12!
Tibby: Same difference.
Bailey: No, when I was 10 I didn't have an iPod.
Tibby: Mhm, you're so cool. And what do you listen to on there, teletubbies hit parade?

Why do I fix everything I touch!

Fix-It Felix

Guano bowls! Collect the whole set...


We've all been screwed by Governor Tracy, and now, I'm going to screw her!


Earl McGraw: Who's the bride?
Edgar McGraw: Don't know. The name on the marriage certificate is "Arlene Machiavelli." That's a fake. We've all just been calling her "The Bride" on account of the dress.
Earl McGraw: You can tell she was pregnant. Man'd have to be a mad dog to shoot a goddamn good-looking gal like that in the head. Look at her. Hay-colored hair, big eyes. She's a little blood-spattered angel.

Vanessa Loring: How do I look?
Bren: Like a new mom. Scared shitless.

Photographer: I got your picture man, I got your picture!
David Mills: Oh yeah? Detective Mills, M-I-L-L-S, fuck you!

Roland: Well, that was different.
Chaucer: Well, it's time we celebrate our differences.
Roland: Just maybe not in public.

There's a fly in the ointment, shits hittin' the fan, the lion will speak!


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