Favorite movie quote.

[BrokenVisage]

Originally posted by: mrSHEiK124

Originally posted by: Anubis
this sequence is one of my faves

Evey Hammond: Who are you?
V: Who? Who is but the form following the function of what and what I am is a man in a mask.
Evey Hammond: Well I can see that.
V: Of course you can. I'm not questioning your powers of observation I'm merely remarking upon the paradox of asking a masked man who he is.
Evey Hammond: Oh. Right.
V: But on this most auspicious of nights, permit me then, in lieu of the more commonplace sobriquet, to suggest the character of this dramatis persona.
V: Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin van-guarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition.
V: The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous.
V: Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it's my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V.
Evey Hammond: Are you like a crazy person?
V: I am quite sure they will say so. But to whom, might I ask, am I speaking with?
Evey Hammond: I'm Evey.
V: Evey? E-V. Of course you are.
Evey Hammond: What does that mean?
V: It means that I, like God, do not play with dice and I don't believe in coincidences.

http://www.vgcats.com/comics/?strip_id=214

Great sequence, but if you're going for a great "one-line quote" from that movie it would be..

V: Would you prefer a lie or the truth?

 

[Mr Pickles]

Ron Burgundy: What? You pooped in the refrigerator? And you ate the whole... wheel of cheese? How'd you do that? Heck, I'm not even mad; that's amazing. How 'bout we get you in your p.j.'s and we hit the hay.

 

[soulcougher73]

"She gave me a bunch of crap about me not listening or something. I dont know i wasnt really paying attention"

 

[waffleironhead]

Doug McKenzie: Chip here does the killin'. I don't like to kill. I'm the brains, eh? Like, we got over five billion dollars in our hideout, only some of the money's marked, eh, so we're not spendin' it. We's just waitin'.
Bald con: Youse guys like a smoke?
Doug McKenzie: No, eh? We want our lungs to be pink when they fry us. Hey, we told 'em we didn't want a lawyer. Chip here probably just kill him anyway.
[scoffs]
Doug McKenzie: Lawyers are for sucks.

 

[runzwithsizorz]

Mrs. Robinson, are you trying to seduce me?

 

[walkur]

Amazes me that no one mentioned:
"I came here to chew bubble gum and kick ass... and I'm all out of bubble gum."

also.. Snatch is a great source of quotes

Turkish: Fuck me, hold tight. What's that?
Tommy: It's me belt, Turkish.
Turkish: No, Tommy. There's a gun in your trousers. What's a gun doing in your trousers?
Tommy: It's for protection.
Turkish: Protection from what? "Zee Germans"?

 

[bigrash]

Originally posted by: gorcorps
I'm gonna make this pencil disappear.

Originally posted by: soulcougher73
"She gave me a bunch of crap about me not listening or something. I dont know i wasnt really paying attention"

That movie has so many great quotes.

 

[Tim]

"fuck" - Countless movies

 

[Stiganator]

Vader: I find your lack of faith disturbing *force choke*

 

[Zenmervolt]

Men, all this stuff you've heard about America not wanting to fight, wanting to stay out of the war, is a lot of horse dung. Americans traditionally love to fight. All real Americans love the sting of battle. When you were kids, you all admired the champion marble shooter, the fastest runner, big league ball players, the toughest boxers. Americans love a winner and will not tolerate a loser. Americans play to win all the time. I wouldn't give a hoot in hell for a man who lost and laughed. That's why Americans have never lost, and will never lose a war... because the very thought of losing is hateful to Americans.

"Patton" is one of the all-time great movies.

ZV

 

[runzwithsizorz]

Originally posted by: theplaidfad
"fuck" - Countless movies

OR, JUST ONE,--- http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8VtJhRlmK7s
BTW, NSFW!!!!!

 

[Josh]

Gary: What kind of bullshit move was that?

Brooke: I'm sorry, what? What happened?

Gary: Oh don't be coy with me. You sent that animal over here to attack me when I was hung over and weak.

Brooke: Oh no. Look, all I know is The Tone Rangers they needed some place to rehearse so I very clearly told Richard stay in my room, which you explained to me was my space to do with what I want.

Gary: Is that how you want to play it? Cause I'll play it like that. I'll play it like Lionel Richie, all night long, lady. Oh yeah. I'll call some guys from my neck of the woods. And we're not talking about, Brooke, about a couple of queens who know a few grapples. We're talking about Pollocks that don't have a goddamn future. That's right. We can make shit real uncomfortable around here, and that's what we're going to do.

Brooke: Please, come on. You know what, you're just embarrassed because Richard kicked your ass.

Gary: Richard did not kick my ass. What Richard did was attack me when I was half asleep.

Brooke: Really, is that how you see it?

Gary: There's a real big gap between getting your ass kicked and having a dancing, singing sprite fool you with trickery and then strike your throat before you even know you're in a fight. But I wouldn't expect someone like you to understand that, because all you do is make moves from up in your ivory tower.

 

[iamwiz82]

Just saw 25th Hour last night, so in honor:

::See the words 'Fuck You' written on a mirror::

Monty: Yeah, fuck you, too.


Monty's Reflection: Fuck me? Fuck you! Fuck you and this whole city
and everyone in it.

Fuck the panhandlers, grubbing for money, and smiling at me behind my
back.

Fuck squeegee men dirtying up the clean windshield of my car. Get a
fucking job!

Fuck the Sikhs and the Pakistanis bombing down the avenues in decrepit
cabs, curry steaming out their pores and stinking up my day.
Terrorists in fucking training. Slow the fuck down!

Fuck the Chelsea boys with their waxed chests and pumped up biceps.
Going down on each other in my parks and on my piers, jingling their
dicks on my Channel 35.

Fuck the Korean grocers with their pyramids of overpriced fruit and
their tulips and roses wrapped in plastic. Ten years in the country,
still no speaky English?

Fuck the Russians in Brighton Beach. Mobster thugs sitting in cafés,
sipping tea in little glasses, sugar cubes between their teeth.
Wheelin' and dealin' and schemin'. Go back where you fucking came
from!

Fuck the black-hatted Chassidim, strolling up and down 47th street in
their dirty gabardine with their dandruff. Selling South African
apartheid diamonds!

Fuck the Wall Street brokers. Self-styled masters of the universe.
Michael Douglas, Gordon Gecko wannabe mother fuckers, figuring out new
ways to rob hard working people blind. Send those Enron assholes to
jail for fucking life! You think Bush and Cheney didn't know about
that shit? Give me a fucking break! Tyco! Imclone! Adelphia! Worldcom!

Fuck the Puerto Ricans. 20 to a car, swelling up the welfare rolls,
worst fuckin' parade in the city. And don't even get me started on the
Dom-in-i-cans, because they make the Puerto Ricans look good.

Fuck the Bensonhurst Italians with their pomaded hair, their nylon
warm-up suits, and their St. Anthony medallions. Swinging their Jason
Giambi Louisville slugger baseball bats, trying to audition for the
Sopranos.

Fuck the Upper East Side wives with their Hermés scarves and their
fifty-dollar Balducci artichokes. Overfed faces getting pulled and
lifted and stretched, all taut and shiny. You're not fooling anybody,
sweetheart!

Fuck the uptown brothers. They never pass the ball, they don't want to
play defense, they take fives steps on every lay-up to the hoop. And
then they want to turn around and blame everything on the white man.
Slavery ended one hundred and thirty seven years ago. Move the fuck
on!

Fuck the corrupt cops with their anus violating plungers and their 41
shots, standing behind a blue wall of silence. You betray our trust!

Fuck the priests who put their hands down some innocent child's pants.
Fuck the church that protects them, delivering us into evil. And while
you're at it, fuck JC! He got off easy! A day on the cross, a weekend
in hell, and all the hallelujahs of the legioned angels for eternity!
Try seven years in fuckin Otisville, Jay!

Fuck Osama bin Laden, al-Qaeda, and backward-ass, cave-dwelling,
fundamentalist assholes everywhere. On the names of innocent thousands
murdered, I pray you spend the rest of eternity with your seventy-two
whores roasting in a jet-fueled fire in hell. You towel headed camel
jockeys can kiss my royal, Irish ass!

Fuck Jacob Elinski, whining malcontent.

Fuck Francis Xavier Slaughtery, my best friend, judging me while he
stares at my girlfriend's ass.

Fuck Naturel Rivera. I gave her my trust and she stabbed me in the
back. Sold me up the river. Fucking bitch.

Fuck my father with his endless grief, standing behind that bar.
Sipping on club soda, selling whiskey to firemen and cheering the
Bronx Bombers.

Fuck this whole city and everyone in it. From the row houses of
Astoria to the penthouses on Park Avenue. From the projects in the
Bronx to the lofts in Soho. From the tenements in Alphabet City to the
brownstones in Park slope to the split levels in Staten Island. Let an
earthquake crumble it. Let the fires rage. Let it burn to fuckin ash
then let the waters rise and submerge this whole, rat-infested place.

Monty: No. No, fuck you, Montgomery Brogan. You had it all and then
you threw it away, you dumb fuck!

 

[BrokenVisage]

Originally posted by: iamwiz82
Just saw 25th Hour last night, so in honor:

::See the words 'Fuck You' written on a mirror::

Monty: Yeah, fuck you, too.


Monty's Reflection: Fuck me? Fuck you! Fuck you and this whole city
and everyone in it.

Fuck the panhandlers, grubbing for money, and smiling at me behind my
back.

Fuck squeegee men dirtying up the clean windshield of my car. Get a
fucking job!

Fuck the Sikhs and the Pakistanis bombing down the avenues in decrepit
cabs, curry steaming out their pores and stinking up my day.
Terrorists in fucking training. Slow the fuck down!

Fuck the Chelsea boys with their waxed chests and pumped up biceps.
Going down on each other in my parks and on my piers, jingling their
dicks on my Channel 35.

Fuck the Korean grocers with their pyramids of overpriced fruit and
their tulips and roses wrapped in plastic. Ten years in the country,
still no speaky English?

Fuck the Russians in Brighton Beach. Mobster thugs sitting in cafés,
sipping tea in little glasses, sugar cubes between their teeth.
Wheelin' and dealin' and schemin'. Go back where you fucking came
from!

Fuck the black-hatted Chassidim, strolling up and down 47th street in
their dirty gabardine with their dandruff. Selling South African
apartheid diamonds!

Fuck the Wall Street brokers. Self-styled masters of the universe.
Michael Douglas, Gordon Gecko wannabe mother fuckers, figuring out new
ways to rob hard working people blind. Send those Enron assholes to
jail for fucking life! You think Bush and Cheney didn't know about
that shit? Give me a fucking break! Tyco! Imclone! Adelphia! Worldcom!

Fuck the Puerto Ricans. 20 to a car, swelling up the welfare rolls,
worst fuckin' parade in the city. And don't even get me started on the
Dom-in-i-cans, because they make the Puerto Ricans look good.

Fuck the Bensonhurst Italians with their pomaded hair, their nylon
warm-up suits, and their St. Anthony medallions. Swinging their Jason
Giambi Louisville slugger baseball bats, trying to audition for the
Sopranos.

Fuck the Upper East Side wives with their Hermés scarves and their
fifty-dollar Balducci artichokes. Overfed faces getting pulled and
lifted and stretched, all taut and shiny. You're not fooling anybody,
sweetheart!

Fuck the uptown brothers. They never pass the ball, they don't want to
play defense, they take fives steps on every lay-up to the hoop. And
then they want to turn around and blame everything on the white man.
Slavery ended one hundred and thirty seven years ago. Move the fuck
on!

Fuck the corrupt cops with their anus violating plungers and their 41
shots, standing behind a blue wall of silence. You betray our trust!

Fuck the priests who put their hands down some innocent child's pants.
Fuck the church that protects them, delivering us into evil. And while
you're at it, fuck JC! He got off easy! A day on the cross, a weekend
in hell, and all the hallelujahs of the legioned angels for eternity!
Try seven years in fuckin Otisville, Jay!

Fuck Osama bin Laden, al-Qaeda, and backward-ass, cave-dwelling,
fundamentalist assholes everywhere. On the names of innocent thousands
murdered, I pray you spend the rest of eternity with your seventy-two
whores roasting in a jet-fueled fire in hell. You towel headed camel
jockeys can kiss my royal, Irish ass!

Fuck Jacob Elinski, whining malcontent.

Fuck Francis Xavier Slaughtery, my best friend, judging me while he
stares at my girlfriend's ass.

Fuck Naturel Rivera. I gave her my trust and she stabbed me in the
back. Sold me up the river. Fucking bitch.

Fuck my father with his endless grief, standing behind that bar.
Sipping on club soda, selling whiskey to firemen and cheering the
Bronx Bombers.

Fuck this whole city and everyone in it. From the row houses of
Astoria to the penthouses on Park Avenue. From the projects in the
Bronx to the lofts in Soho. From the tenements in Alphabet City to the
brownstones in Park slope to the split levels in Staten Island. Let an
earthquake crumble it. Let the fires rage. Let it burn to fuckin ash
then let the waters rise and submerge this whole, rat-infested place.

Monty: No. No, fuck you, Montgomery Brogan. You had it all and then
you threw it away, you dumb fuck!

That was an incredible scene/rant. Greatest part of the movie.

 

[GDaddy]

How can you trust a man that wears a belt and suspenders, he can't even trust his own pants.

 

[BoomerD]

Originally posted by: Zim Hosein

Topic Title: Favorite movie quote.
Topic Summary: Wat is yours?

Almost everything that R. Lee Ermey says in FMJ!

WHAT is your major malfunction, Numbnuts?

 

[jonks]

"Hmph! That still only counts as one!"


**********

"He's a disco-dancing, Oscar Wilde-reading, Streisand ticket-holding friend of dorothy, you know what I'm sayin?"

 

[Born2bwire]

Originally posted by: walkur
Amazes me that no one mentioned:
"I came here to chew bubble gum and kick ass... and I'm all out of bubble gum."

also.. Snatch is a great source of quotes

Turkish: Fuck me, hold tight. What's that?
Tommy: It's me belt, Turkish.
Turkish: No, Tommy. There's a gun in your trousers. What's a gun doing in your trousers?
Tommy: It's for protection.
Turkish: Protection from what? "Zee Germans"?

I like Guy Ritchie's films. It's like poetry.

Nick the Greek: Dunno. Seems expensive.
Tom: Seems? Well, this seems to be a complete waste of my time. That, my friend, is 900 nicker in any store you're lucky enough to find one in. And you're haggling over 200 pound? What school of finance did you come from Nick? "It's a deal, it's a steal, it's the Sale of the fucking Century!" In fact, fuck it Nick, I think I'll keep it!
Nick the Greek: All right all right, keep your Alans on!
[Peels off notes from his wad]
Nick the Greek: Here's a ton.
Tom, Eddie: Jesus Christ!
Eddie: You could choke a dozen donkeys on that! And you're haggling over one hundred pound? What're you doing when you're not buying stereos Nick? Finance revolutions?
Nick the Greek: 100 pound is still 100 pound.
Tom: Not when the price is 200 pound it ain't! And certainly not when you've got Liberia's deficit in your skyrocket. Tighter than a duck's butt you are. Now, lemme feel the fibre of your fabric.

Bacon: What's that?
Samoan Joe's Barman: It's a cocktail. You asked for a cocktail.
Bacon: No. I asked you to give me a refreshing drink. I wasn't expecting a fucking rainforest! You could fall in love with an orangutan in that!
Samoan Joe's Barman: You want a pint, you go to the pub.
Bacon: I thought this was a pub!
Samoan Joes Barman: It's a Samoan pub.

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!

Winston: We grow copious amounts of ganja here, and you're carrying a wasted girl and a bag of fertilizer. You don't look like your average horti-fucking-culturalist.

 

[thegimp03]

I know what you're thinking. "Did he fire six shots or only five?" Well, to tell you the truth, in all this excitement I kind of lost track myself. But being as this is a .44 Magnum, the most powerful handgun in the world, and would blow your head clean off, you've got to ask yourself one question: Do I feel lucky? Well, do ya, punk?

 

[Chunkee]

Originally posted by: BoomerD

Originally posted by: Zim Hosein

Topic Title: Favorite movie quote.
Topic Summary: Wat is yours?

Almost everything that R. Lee Ermey says in FMJ!

WHAT is your major malfunction, Numbnuts?

Jesus H. Christ! Private Pyle, why is your footlocker unlocked?.....

Holy Jesus...what the that? what the FUCK is that....? What is that Private Pyle!!!!!?.......

Because you are disgusting fat body private Pyle!!!!!

it is hard to beat that movie.... period...it is almost like a right of passage for guys...in a year or so, i will let my son watch it ....

good stuff...

 

[technophile82]

But I guess I'd say if it is just us... seems like an awful waste of space.

 

[judasmachine]

"You take sugar?" Turkish

"No, Turkish, I'm sweet enough," Brick Top

 

[BoomerD]

Originally posted by: Chunkee

Originally posted by: BoomerD

Originally posted by: Zim Hosein

Topic Title: Favorite movie quote.
Topic Summary: Wat is yours?

Almost everything that R. Lee Ermey says in FMJ!

WHAT is your major malfunction, Numbnuts?

Jesus H. Christ! Private Pyle, why is your footlocker unlocked?.....

Holy Jesus...what the that? what the FUCK is that....? What is that Private Pyle!!!!!?.......

Because you are disgusting fat body private Pyle!!!!!

it is hard to beat that movie.... period...it is almost like a right of passage for guys...in a year or so, i will let my son watch it ....

good stuff...

I made my son and his best friend sit down and watch it before they enlisted in the Corps.:shocked: They enlisted anyway.

 

[imported_Imp]

Men are shit. What? Men... are... *shit*. What, isn't that what they say? Because we do bad things, don't we? We do horrible, heineous, *heinous*, terrible things. Things that no woman would ever do. No, women, they don't lie. No, women don't cheat. Women don't *manipulate* us. But you see what I'm getting at. You see what society does? Little boys, it's, "Wow, womaaaan!" We are taught to apologize. I am sorry. I am so sorry, baby. I am so sorry. What is it that we need? Is it their p******? Their love? Mommy wouldn't let me play soccer... and Daddy, he hit me, so that's who I am, that's why I do what I do? F***ing bullshit. I will not apologize for who I am. I will not apologize for what I need. I will not apologize for what I *want*! - Frank T.J. Mackey


It's sad, hilarious and comes at a pivotal point in the movie.

 

[akshatp]

"Funny? Funny how? You mean, like a clown? Do I amuse you?