Popular The Green Mile Quotes
William 'Wild Bill' Wharton: Barbecue, me and you! Stinky pinky, pew, pew! Or dilly, Jilly, Hilly or Bob! It was a french-fried Cajun named Delacroix!
Paul Edgecomb: You are about ten seconds away from spending the rest of your life in the padded room!
Paul Edgecomb: Your name is John Coffey?
John Coffey: Yes sir boss. Like the drink, only not spelled the same.
Paul Edgecomb: Oh, you can spell, can you?
John Coffey: Just my name boss. J-O...
Melinda Moores: What's your name?
John Coffey: John Coffey, ma'am.
Melinda Moores: Like the drink, only not spelled the same.
John Coffey: No, ma'am. Not spelt the same at all.
What happens on the mile stays on the mile. Always has.Paul Edgecomb
Harry Terwilliger: Paul, we're not gonna have some Cherokee medicine man in here whoopin', hollerin' and shaking his dick are we?
Paul Edgecomb: Well actually...
Toot-Toot: Still prayin'! Still prayin'! Gettin' right with Jesus!
Harry Terwilliger: Do it quietly you old gink!
Paul Edgecomb: As I was saying, I don't think they actually shake their dicks Harry. Be that as it may Mr. Bitterbuck is a Christian, so I have the Reverend Schuster coming out.
Dean Stanton: Oh he's good. He's fast too. Doesn't get 'em all worked up.
This is a shocking experience!Toot-Toot
Percy Wetmore: Deranged killer? He look more like a limp noodle to me. Hey!
[to a doped Wild Bill]
Percy Wetmore: You've been declared competent, son, 'know what that means? 'Means you gonna ride the lightning. Haha.
Dean Stanton: Percy, shut up and give us a hand.
I think this boy's cheese has done slid off his cracker.Bill Dodge
What are you looking at, you limp noodle? Ya wanna kiss my ass? Ya wanna suck my dick?William 'Wild Bill' Wharton
Eduard Delacroix: [in the electric chair, about to be executed] Don't forgot about Mouseville.
Percy Wetmore: Hey. There's no such place. It's just a fairy tale these guys told you to keep you quiet. Just thought you should know, faggot.
Paul Edgecomb: What do you want me to do John? I'll do it. You want me to let you walk out of here and see how far you get?
John Coffey: Now why would you want to do a foolish thing like that?
Paul Edgecomb: When I die and I stand before God awaiting judgment and he asks me why I let one of HIS miracles die, what am I gonna say, that it was my job?
Paul Edgecomb: Men under strain can snap. Hurt themselves. Hurt others. That's why our job is talking, not yelling. You'll do better to think of this place like an intensive care ward in a hospital.
Percy Wetmore: I think of it as a bucket of piss to drown rats in. That's all. Anybody doesn't like it can kiss my ass.