When all this is over, you'll go back home driving Carla and your baby insane in your beige Volvo. And I'll be dead, or back in prison, which is the same thing.

John Mason

Chick: I've never told anyone this before, but I hate flying. So it would be an awful shame to die now.
Rockhound: You think that's bad? I owe 100 grand to a fat-ass loan shark which I spent on a stripper named Molly Mounds.
Chick: Boy, that's bad.

You like a close shave, don't you?

Pussy Galore

Claire: What is that?
Owen: Her tracking implant. She clawed it out.
Claire: How would it know to do that?
Owen: She remembered where they put it in.

Talk Show Producer: No respected psychic will come on this show. They all think you're a fraud.
Peter Venkman: I am a fraud!

I've always known I'll die alone.

Kirk

Dana: His name is Oscar.
Peter Venkman: Named after a hot dog, you poor man, you poor, poor man.

You know, I can always go eat with some other dude, hang you back up to the ceiling...

Dan

Spock, my top priority right now is to regain control of the ship. After that, you can debate Shakari until you're green in the face.

Kirk

Nothing lasts forever. We're part of the past. If we keep this up, the only way this ends for any of us is in a hole in the ground, and no one will give a shit.

Barney Ross

John McClane: You know this guy Simon we're talking to?
Zeus: Yeah.
John McClane: I threw his little brother off the 32nd floor of Nakatomi Towers out in L.A. I guess he's a little pissed at me.
Zeus: You mean to tell me that I'm caught up in all this shit because some white cop threw some white asshole's brother off a roof?

What did you expect, Harry? Helen's a flesh and blood woman and you're never there. It was only a matter of time.

Gib

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