Eden: How 'bout you crawl back into the cave you came from...
Kala: Yeah, how 'bout I knock you on the head and take you back with me!

What's Washington like? Well, its like Calcutta, surrounded by beggars. The only difference is the beggars in Washington wear $1,500 suits and they don't say please or thank you.

Robert Wakefield

Helena Ayala: Who was on the phone?
Carlos Ayala: Oh that was Arnie. He won't be able to make it to the barbeque.

Chiles Stanton: Oh, hi Beau.
Beau Hutton: It would have been easier to wish me luck.
Chiles Stanton: I'm on board. I'm playing three songs tonight.
Beau Hutton: Says who?
Chiles Stanton: I happen to be in consideration as the new opening act for Miss Kelly Canter. James, my new manager, booked me this gig as a rehearsal... not that I need it.
Beau Hutton: Clint, tell me Garth Brooks here is not opening for me.
Clint: She's not, she's closing for you. Can't do nothing about it either.
Beau Hutton: This is your place, you can tell her no.
Clint: Not for James Canter, I can't.
Beau Hutton: You're gonna let this prom queen get up on stage? For Christ's, sake, Patsy Cline sang here.
Clint: I don't care, she's still gonna play. I'm not cutting your set, Beau, you got the same three songs.
Chiles Stanton: Don't worry, Beau. I have no intention of stealing your invisible career. See, I want one.

Sir Ivy: You see... this is one of the rare moments, where your ass gets to be completely honest... and if i'm asking you what you said to Mecklen, assume the shit is rhetorical, assume I already know.
Buddy 'Aces' Israel: What do you see right now? You see exactly, and only what I choose to show you. That is illusion Ivy, that is the lie that I tell your eyes, makin' the magic happen, in the moment, in that split second... but seeing behind this motherfucker and knowing... that it's all bullshit.
Sir Ivy: Yeah, you on some bullshit.

X Games Reporter: Is it true what they say? That he can expand *any* part of his anatomy?
Johnny Storm: Actually, I've always found him to be a little limp.

Policeman: [calling on the phone] Coroner's office. Who's on this line?
Hedda Hopper: [in Norma's room, on the phone] I am. Now, get off. This is more important.

If you are a part of that team, then my opinion of Notre Dame football just hit the shits!


Emily Appleton: You're a treasure hunter, aren't you?
Jeb Wilkinson: I'm just a man, trying to make his mark on history.

Burt Ramsey: You smell like trouble.
Jimmy Gator: I'm fucking hammered, Burt.

Coach Norman Dale: Sit down.
Rade: You gotta have five out there!
Coach Norman Dale: Sit... down!
Referee: You need one more, coach.
Coach Norman Dale: My team's on the floor!

A few hours ago, you were giving chai for the phone walahs. And now you're richer than they will ever be. What a player!

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