Favorite Get Shorty Quotes
Ray "Bones" Barboni: Let me explain something to you. Momo is dead. Which means that everything he had now belongs to Jimmy Cap, including you. Which also means, that when I speak, I speak for Jimmy. E.g., from now on, you start showing me the proper fucking respect.
Chili Palmer: "E.g." means "for example". What I think you want to say is "I.e.".
Ray "Bones" Barboni: Bullshit! That's short for "ergo".
Chili Palmer: Ask your man.
Bodyguard: To the best of my knowledge, "e.g." means "for example".
Ray "Bones" Barboni: E.g., i.e., fuck you! The point is this: is that, When I say "jump", you say "OK", okay?
Ronnie Wingate: Excuse me bro', but who the fuck are you?
Chili Palmer: I'm the one tellin' you how it is...
Nicky: How's Momo these days anyway?
Chili Palmer: Dead.
Ray "Bones" Barboni: I'm from Miami-fuckin'-Beach and you wanna show me the ocean, huh? And what about sun, does it ever shine around here, or is this smog around all the time?
Limo Driver With Sign: They say the smog is the reason we have such beautiful sunsets.
Ray "Bones" Barboni: That's what they say, huh? What a bunch of fuckin bullshit.
Chili Palmer: If you're gonna set somebody up, it's gotta be a surprise, you got that?
Bear: You spotted them, huh?
Chili Palmer: What, did you see that work in some movie you got beat up in?
Karen Flores: I think you could be an actor.
Chili Palmer: Well, I could see myself in the parts that Robert De Niro plays. Or maybe even, an Al Pacino movie, you know, playing a real hard-on. But I couldn't see myself in those movies where three grown-up guys get left with a baby, and so they act like three grown-up assholes, acting all cute...
Karen Flores: Chili, Chili, look at me.
Chili Palmer: Harry Zimm.
Harry Zimm: Jesus Christ!
Chili Palmer: How you doing? I'm Chili Palmer.
Harry Zimm: Jesus, if I have a heart attack, I hope you know what to do.
Bo Catlett: I'd like to introduce my associate, The Bear. Movie stuntman, champion bodybuilder. Throws out things I don't want.
Bear: I think you ought to turn around and head back to Miami.
Chili Palmer: So you're a stuntman, huh?
Chili Palmer: You any good?
Bear: Am I any good?
[He turns to Bo, laughing. Chili grabs him by the balls, then throws him down the stairs]
Chili Palmer: That's not bad for a guy his size.
Bo Catlett: Harry called you his associate. What exactly does that mean? I mean, I never heard your name, or read it in Variety, or The Star, or anyplace.
Chili Palmer: It's what he said, I'm his associate.
Bo Catlett: You must bring something heavy to the deal.
Chili Palmer: I do: me.
Bo Catlett: Mr. Escobar, maybe your nephew panicked and took off.
Mr. Escobar: Why are you talking to me this bullshit? I think maybe I have Ramon and Cesar staple your tongue to your chin! What do you think?
Bo Catlett: I think you speak very good English, Mr. Escobar.
Karen Flores: I know I'm better than what I've been doing all these years, walking around in fuck-me pumps and a tank-top, waiting until it was time to scream.
Chili Palmer: Yeah, but what a scream.
Karen Flores: Oh yeah, it's a real talent. Look, all I'm saying is, what I wouldn't give for the chance to say one really great line. You know, like in that great Bette Davis movie where she says, "I'd kiss you...”
Chili Palmer: "But I just washed my hair."
Bo Catlett: You see how he just went over the rail like that? Maybe I could get Chili Palmer up here, and you could fix my balcony to give way like they do in the movies. I invite him to take a look at my view, he leans over the rail, pitches off the balcony into the sweet by-and-by...
Bear: Cat, that's the dumbest idea I've ever heard.