Favorite movie quote.

Bustem' Down

Give Peas a Chance
Unforgiven

Little Bill Daggett: I don't deserve this... to die like this. I was building a house.
Bill Munny: Deserve's got nothin' to do with it.
[aims gun]
Little Bill Daggett: I'll see you in hell, William Munny.
Bill Munny: Yeah.
[fires]

Is the best Eastwood line ever.
 
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tikipirate

Guest
Bustem' Down said:
Was never a John Wayne fan. I prefered Clint Eastwood movies.

"Sorry, you're gonna have to get somebody else to do your wet work."
 

EmnJoe

nunya bidnis
"You can't handle the truth!"
Always a good one to yell at someone when you have the chance.
 

ylexot

Super Genius
Can't believe that I forgot Army of Darkness:

Now listen up, you primitive screwheads. See this? This... is my boomstick! The 12-gauge double-barreled Remington. S-Mart's top of the line. You can find this in the sporting goods department. That's right, this sweet baby was made in Grand Rapids, Michigan. Retails for about $109.95. It's got a walnut stock, cobalt blue steel, and a hair trigger. That's right. Shop smart. Shop S-Mart. You *got* that?

Duke Henry: I am Henry the Red. Duke of Shale, Lord of the Northlands and leader of its peoples.
Ash: Well hello Mister Fancypants. Well, I've got news for you pal, you ain't leadin' but two things: Jack and ####... and Jack just left town.

Arthur: Are all men from the future loud-mouthed braggarts?
Ash: Nope. Just me baby... Just me.

Old Woman: I'll swallow your soul!
Ash: Come get some.

Ash: Good. Bad. I'm the guy with the gun.

Possessed Witch: You found me beautiful once...
Ash: Honey, you got reeeal ugly!

Ash: Klaatu barada N... Necktie... Nickel... It's an "N" word, it's definitely an "N" word!

...and my new mail sound file...
Hail to the king, baby.

:killingme
 

funkjunky

New Member
Since somebody already mentioned "Snatch", I'll post Lock Stock & Two Smoking Barrels. Great quotes in both movies, especially the gun monologue in Snatch.

Eddie: They're armed.
Soap: What was that? Armed? What do you mean armed? Armed with what?
Eddie: Err, bad breath, colorful language, feather duster... what do you think they're gonna be armed with? Guns, you tit!

Rory Breaker: If the milk turns out to be sour, I ain't the kinda pussy to drink it.


Tom: Rory Breaker?
Barfly Jack: Rory? Yeah I know Rory. He's not to be underestimated, you've got to look past the hair and the cute, cuddly thing - it's all a deceptive facade. A few nights ago Rory's Roger iron's rusted, so he's gone to the local battle-cruiser to catch the end of his footer. Nobody is watching the custard so he turns the channel over. A fat man's north opens and he wanders over and turns the Liza over. 'Now #### off and watch it somewhere else.' Rory knows claret is imminent, but he doesn't want to miss the end of the game; so, calm as a coma, he stands and picks up a fire extinguisher and he walks straight past the jam rolls who are ready for action, then he plonks it outside the entrance. He then orders an Aristotle of the most ping pong tiddly in the nuclear sub and switches back to his footer. 'That's ####ing it,' says the guy. 'That's ####ing what' says Rory. Rory gobs out a mouthful of booze covering fatty; he then flicks a flaming match into his bird's nest and the man's lit up like a leaky gas pipe. Rory, unfazed, turned back to his game. His team's won too. Four-nil.
 

MargeInCharge

New Member
Treasure of the Sierra Madre:

"Badges? We ain't got no badges. We don't need no badges. I don't have to show you any stinking badges."
 

Tomcat

Anytime
Merlin99 said:
It's a helicopter, and it's coming this way. It's flying something behind it, I can't quite make it out, it's a large banner and it says, uh - Happy... Thaaaaanksss... giving! ... From ... W ... K ... R... P!! No parachutes yet. Can't be skydivers... I can't tell just yet what they are, but - Oh my God, Johnny, they're turkeys!! Johnny, can you get this? Oh, they're plunging to the earth right in front of our eyes! One just went through the windshield of a parked car! Oh, the humanity! The turkeys are hitting the ground like sacks of wet cement! Not since the Hindenberg tragedy has there been anything like this.



As God is my witness, I thought turkeys could fly!!
:lmao: Was always one of my favorites :lmao: :yay:
 
MargeInCharge said:
Treasure of the Sierra Madre:

"Badges? We ain't got no badges. We don't need no badges. I don't have to show you any stinking badges."
I thought that was Blazing Saddles? Maybe a spoof on it.
 

MargeInCharge

New Member
desertrat said:
I thought that was Blazing Saddles? Maybe a spoof on it.

Must've been a spoof of it, I'm pretty sure that's where it came from originally. It's an older movie, from the 40's I think. It's a good one!

EDIT: I found this clip on Youtube :biggrin:
 
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MargeInCharge said:
Must've been a spoof of it, I'm pretty sure that's where it came from originally. It's an older movie, from the 40's I think. It's a good one!

EDIT: I found this clip on Youtube :biggrin:
That was pretty funny. :lmao:
 

ylexot

Super Genius
PCU:

Tom: What's he doin?
Droz: He's finishing his senior thesis. Pigman is trying to prove the Caine-Hackman theory. No matter what time it is, 24 hours a day, you can find a Michael Caine or Gene Hackman movie playing on TV.
Tom: That's his thesis?
Droz: Yes! That's the beauty of college these days, Tommy! You can major in Game Boy if you know how to bull####.

Droz: These, Tom, are the Causeheads. They find a world-threatening issue and stick with it for about a week.

President Garcia-Thompson: You passed out cigarettes for a smoke-a-thon on Earth Day. You installed speed bumps on the handicapped ramps and, most recently, you dumped 100 pounds of... MEAT on a peaceful vegan protest!
Droz: Oh, come on! That was way more than 100 pounds.

Droz: Ladies and gentlemen, I think it's time to revive an ancient tradition we seem to have long forgotten.
Cecilia: They confiscated the altar, Droz.
Droz: No, I'm not talking about human sacrifice, Ceel. I'm talking about something we used to do every Saturday night as a matter of principle. Here's a hint. Legions of hand-stamped meatheads... in coed naked lacrosse T-shirts... power-chugging watered-down Meisterchau... regurgitating on the glue-matted floors.
Mullaney: Kiln-like temperatures, fights with townies... lines of drunken people waiting for the bathroom.
Katy: Wait a second. You guys are talking about a party.
Droz: Ding-ding-ding. Gutter, tell her what's she's won.

Droz: What's Your major?
Sanskrit Major: Sanskrit
Droz: Sanskrit. You are majoring in a 5000 year old dead language?
Sanskrit Major: Yeah

Droz: All right, what's your major?
Phys. Ed. Major: Phys. Ed
Droz: Phys. Ed? All right stud your out of my room. Seriously get out.
 
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