Great Movie Quotes

[Faron]

some quotes from my most recent fave film, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas:

 

Raoul Duke: You can turn your back on a person, but, never turn your back on a drug. Especially when it's waving a razor-sharp hunting knife in your eye

 

[watching Dr. Gonzo leave]

Raoul Duke: There he goes. One of God's own prototypes. A high-powered mutant of some kind never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live, and too rare to die

 

Raoul Duke: [commenting on the song "One Toke Over the Line" playing on the radio] One toke? You poor fool! Wait till you see those goddamn bats.

 

Raoul Duke: With a bit of luck, his life was ruined forever. Always thinking that just behind some narrow door in all of his favorite bars, men in red woolen shirts are getting incredible kicks from things he'll never know.

 

Raoul Duke: Look, there's two women fucking a polar bear!

Dr. Gonzo: Don't tell me these things. Not now man.

 

Raoul Duke: When I came to, the general back-alley ambience of the suite was so rotten, so incredibly foul. How long had I been lying there? All these signs of violence. What had happened? There was evidence in this room of excessive consumption of almost every type of drug known to civilized man since 1544 AD. What kind of addict would need all these coconut husks and crushed honeydew rinds? Would the presence of junkies account for all these uneaten french fries? These puddles of glazed ketchup on the bureau? Maybe so. But then why all this booze? And these crude pornographic photos smeared with mustard that had dried to a hard yellow crust? These were not the hoofprints of your average God-fearing junky. It was too savage. Too aggressive.

 

Raoul Duke: [narrating] We were somewhere around Barstow, on the edge of the desert, when the drugs began to take hold. I remember saying something like:

Raoul Duke: I feel a bit lightheaded. Maybe you should drive.

Raoul Duke: [narrating] Suddenly, there was a terrible roar all around us, and the sky was full of what looked like huge bats, all swooping and screeching and diving around the car, and a voice was screaming:

Raoul Duke: Holy Jesus. What are these goddamn animals?

[swatting the air]

Raoul Duke: Huh! Huh! Huh! Fucking pigs.

Dr. Gonzo: Did you say something?

Raoul Duke: Hm? Never mind. It's your turn to drive.

Raoul Duke: [narrating] No point in mentioning these bats, I thought. Poor bastard will see them soon enough

 

Raoul Duke: A drug person can learn to cope with things like seeing their dead grandmother crawling up their leg with a knife in her teeth. But no one should be asked to handle this trip.

 

Raoul Duke: Few people understand the psychology of dealing with a highway traffic cop. A normal speeder will panic and immediately pull over to the side. This is wrong. It arouses contempt in the cop heart. Make the bastard chase you. He will follow. But he won't know what to make of your blinker signal that says you are about to turn right. This is to let him know you're pulling off for a proper place to talk. It will take him a moment to realize that he's about to make a 180 degree turn at speed, but you will be ready for it. Brace for the g's, and fast heel-toe work.

 

Raoul Duke: We had two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high-powered blotter acid, a saltshaker half-full of cocaine, and a whole galaxy of multi-colored uppers, downers, laughers, screamers... Also, a quart of tequila, a quart of rum, a case of beer, a pint of raw ether, and two dozen amyls. Not that we needed all that for the trip, but once you get into locked a serious drug collection, the tendency is to push it as far as you can. The only thing that really worried me was the ether. There is nothing in the world more helpless and irresponsible and depraved than a man in the depths of an ether binge, and I knew we'd get into that rotten stuff pretty soon.

 

Dr. Gonzo: Let's give the boy a lift.

Raoul Duke: What? No. We can't stop here. This is bat country.

 

Raoul Duke: How long could we maintain? I wondered. How long until one of us starts raving and jabbering at this boy? What will he think then? This same lonely desert was the last known home of the Manson family; will he make that grim connection when my attorney starts screaming about bats and huge manta rays coming down on the car? If so, well, we'll just have to cut his head off and bury him somewhere, 'cause it goes without saying that we can't turn him loose. He'd report us at once to some kind of outback Nazi law enforcement agency and they'll run us down like dogs. Jesus, did I say that? Or just think it? Was I talking? Did they hear me?

 

Dr. Gonzo: It's okay. He's just admiring the shape of your skull.

 

Raoul Duke: Yeah. HI THERE! My name... is, uh, Raoul Duke. I'm on the list, that's for sure. Free lunch, final wisdom, total coverage. I have my attorneyyyyyyy, with me, and I realize that his name is not on that list, but we must have that suite! Must have thet suite. What's the score here? What's next?

Desk Clerk at Mint Hotel: Your suite isn't ready yet. But someone was looking for you...

Raoul Duke: [seeing her morph into an eel] Why? We haven't done anything yet!

 

Raoul Duke: There's a uh, big machine in the sky, some kind of, I dunno, electric snake, coming straight at us.

Dr. Gonzo: Shoot it.

Raoul Duke: Not yet, I want to study its habits.

 

Raoul Duke: Ah, devil ether. It makes you behave like the village drunkard in some early Irish novel. Total loss of all basic motor function. Blurred vision, no balance, numb tongue. The mind recoils in horror, unable to communicate with the spinal column. Which is interesting because you can actually watch yourself behaving in this terrible way, but you can't control it.

 

Raoul Duke: The possibility of physical and mental collapse is now very real. No sympathy for the Devil, keep that in mind. Buy the ticket, take the ride.

 

Raoul Duke: The store was closed, but the salesman said he could wait if we hurry. But we were delayed en route when a stingray in front of us killed a pedestrian.

 

Car Rental Agent - Los Angeles: Holy smokes! You just backed over two-foot concrete embutment and you didn't even slow down. What were you going, oh I don't know, forty-five miles an hour backwards?

Raoul Duke: There's no harm done. I always check the transmission that way, the rear end for stress factors. Boy this is really a nice pen man!

Car Rental Agent - Los Angeles: Listen, you boys haven't been drinking tonight, have you?

Raoul Duke: Nope, not me. We're responsible people!

 

Raoul Duke: I'm a relatively respectable citizen. Mutiple felon perhaps, but certainly not dangerous.

 

Raoul Duke: My attorney had never been able to accept the notion, often espoused by former drug abusers, that you can get a lot higher without drugs than with them, and neither have I for that matter.

 

Raoul Duke: Eat some reds and try to calm down. Smoke some grass, shoot some fucking smack! Shit man, do whatever you gotta do.

 

Raoul Duke: [referring to the knife Acosta is holding] Jesus Christ, where'd you get that thing?

Dr. Gonzo: Room Service sent it up, I needed something to cut the limes.

Raoul Duke: Limes? What limes?

Dr. Gonzo: They didnt have any, they don't grow in the desert.

 

 

yeah thats alot of quotes, good film though! would be interesting to watch when reallllly stoned...

 

War and Peace springs to mind matey

[Faron]

Classic Planes, Trains & Automobiles::

 

Car Rental Agent: Welcome to Marathon, may I help you?

Neal: Yes.

Car Rental Agent: How may I help you?

Neal: You can start by wiping that fucking dumb-ass smile off your rosey, fucking, cheeks! Then you can give me a fucking automobile: a fucking Datsun, a fucking Toyota, a fucking Mustang, a fucking Buick! Four fucking wheels and a seat!

Car Rental Agent: I really don't care for the way you're speaking to me.

Neal: And I really don't care for the way your company left me in the middle of fucking nowhere with fucking keys to a fucking car that isn't fucking there. And I really didn't care to fucking walk down a fucking highway and across a fucking runway to get back here to have you smile in my fucking face. I want a fucking car RIGHT FUCKING NOW!

Car Rental Agent: May I see your rental agreement?

Neal: I threw it away.

Car Rental Agent: Oh boy.

Neal: Oh boy, what?

Car Rental Agent: You're fucked!

 

What a great scene, funny film

[SamboraRocks86]

some quotes from my most recent fave film, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas:

 

Raoul Duke: You can turn your back on a person, but, never turn your back on a drug. Especially when it's waving a razor-sharp hunting knife in your eye

 

[watching Dr. Gonzo leave]

Raoul Duke: There he goes. One of God's own prototypes. A high-powered mutant of some kind never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live, and too rare to die

 

Raoul Duke: [commenting on the song "One Toke Over the Line" playing on the radio] One toke? You poor fool! Wait till you see those goddamn bats.

 

Raoul Duke: With a bit of luck, his life was ruined forever. Always thinking that just behind some narrow door in all of his favorite bars, men in red woolen shirts are getting incredible kicks from things he'll never know.

 

Raoul Duke: Look, there's two women fucking a polar bear!

Dr. Gonzo: Don't tell me these things. Not now man.

 

Raoul Duke: When I came to, the general back-alley ambience of the suite was so rotten, so incredibly foul. How long had I been lying there? All these signs of violence. What had happened? There was evidence in this room of excessive consumption of almost every type of drug known to civilized man since 1544 AD. What kind of addict would need all these coconut husks and crushed honeydew rinds? Would the presence of junkies account for all these uneaten french fries? These puddles of glazed ketchup on the bureau? Maybe so. But then why all this booze? And these crude pornographic photos smeared with mustard that had dried to a hard yellow crust? These were not the hoofprints of your average God-fearing junky. It was too savage. Too aggressive.

 

Raoul Duke: [narrating] We were somewhere around Barstow, on the edge of the desert, when the drugs began to take hold. I remember saying something like:

Raoul Duke: I feel a bit lightheaded. Maybe you should drive.

Raoul Duke: [narrating] Suddenly, there was a terrible roar all around us, and the sky was full of what looked like huge bats, all swooping and screeching and diving around the car, and a voice was screaming:

Raoul Duke: Holy Jesus. What are these goddamn animals?

[swatting the air]

Raoul Duke: Huh! Huh! Huh! Fucking pigs.

Dr. Gonzo: Did you say something?

Raoul Duke: Hm? Never mind. It's your turn to drive.

Raoul Duke: [narrating] No point in mentioning these bats, I thought. Poor bastard will see them soon enough

 

Raoul Duke: A drug person can learn to cope with things like seeing their dead grandmother crawling up their leg with a knife in her teeth. But no one should be asked to handle this trip.

 

Raoul Duke: Few people understand the psychology of dealing with a highway traffic cop. A normal speeder will panic and immediately pull over to the side. This is wrong. It arouses contempt in the cop heart. Make the bastard chase you. He will follow. But he won't know what to make of your blinker signal that says you are about to turn right. This is to let him know you're pulling off for a proper place to talk. It will take him a moment to realize that he's about to make a 180 degree turn at speed, but you will be ready for it. Brace for the g's, and fast heel-toe work.

 

Raoul Duke: We had two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high-powered blotter acid, a saltshaker half-full of cocaine, and a whole galaxy of multi-colored uppers, downers, laughers, screamers... Also, a quart of tequila, a quart of rum, a case of beer, a pint of raw ether, and two dozen amyls. Not that we needed all that for the trip, but once you get into locked a serious drug collection, the tendency is to push it as far as you can. The only thing that really worried me was the ether. There is nothing in the world more helpless and irresponsible and depraved than a man in the depths of an ether binge, and I knew we'd get into that rotten stuff pretty soon.

 

Dr. Gonzo: Let's give the boy a lift.

Raoul Duke: What? No. We can't stop here. This is bat country.

 

Raoul Duke: How long could we maintain? I wondered. How long until one of us starts raving and jabbering at this boy? What will he think then? This same lonely desert was the last known home of the Manson family; will he make that grim connection when my attorney starts screaming about bats and huge manta rays coming down on the car? If so, well, we'll just have to cut his head off and bury him somewhere, 'cause it goes without saying that we can't turn him loose. He'd report us at once to some kind of outback Nazi law enforcement agency and they'll run us down like dogs. Jesus, did I say that? Or just think it? Was I talking? Did they hear me?

 

Dr. Gonzo: It's okay. He's just admiring the shape of your skull.

 

Raoul Duke: Yeah. HI THERE! My name... is, uh, Raoul Duke. I'm on the list, that's for sure. Free lunch, final wisdom, total coverage. I have my attorneyyyyyyy, with me, and I realize that his name is not on that list, but we must have that suite! Must have thet suite. What's the score here? What's next?

Desk Clerk at Mint Hotel: Your suite isn't ready yet. But someone was looking for you...

Raoul Duke: [seeing her morph into an eel] Why? We haven't done anything yet!

 

Raoul Duke: There's a uh, big machine in the sky, some kind of, I dunno, electric snake, coming straight at us.

Dr. Gonzo: Shoot it.

Raoul Duke: Not yet, I want to study its habits.

 

Raoul Duke: Ah, devil ether. It makes you behave like the village drunkard in some early Irish novel. Total loss of all basic motor function. Blurred vision, no balance, numb tongue. The mind recoils in horror, unable to communicate with the spinal column. Which is interesting because you can actually watch yourself behaving in this terrible way, but you can't control it.

 

Raoul Duke: The possibility of physical and mental collapse is now very real. No sympathy for the Devil, keep that in mind. Buy the ticket, take the ride.

 

Raoul Duke: The store was closed, but the salesman said he could wait if we hurry. But we were delayed en route when a stingray in front of us killed a pedestrian.

 

Car Rental Agent - Los Angeles: Holy smokes! You just backed over two-foot concrete embutment and you didn't even slow down. What were you going, oh I don't know, forty-five miles an hour backwards?

Raoul Duke: There's no harm done. I always check the transmission that way, the rear end for stress factors. Boy this is really a nice pen man!

Car Rental Agent - Los Angeles: Listen, you boys haven't been drinking tonight, have you?

Raoul Duke: Nope, not me. We're responsible people!

 

Raoul Duke: I'm a relatively respectable citizen. Mutiple felon perhaps, but certainly not dangerous.

 

Raoul Duke: My attorney had never been able to accept the notion, often espoused by former drug abusers, that you can get a lot higher without drugs than with them, and neither have I for that matter.

 

Raoul Duke: Eat some reds and try to calm down. Smoke some grass, shoot some fucking smack! Shit man, do whatever you gotta do.

 

Raoul Duke: [referring to the knife Acosta is holding] Jesus Christ, where'd you get that thing?

Dr. Gonzo: Room Service sent it up, I needed something to cut the limes.

Raoul Duke: Limes? What limes?

Dr. Gonzo: They didnt have any, they don't grow in the desert.

 

 

yeah thats alot of quotes, good film though! would be interesting to watch when reallllly stoned...

 

War and Peace springs to mind matey

 

haha, yeah its long......just a great film!

[Faron]

some quotes from my most recent fave film, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas:

 

Raoul Duke: You can turn your back on a person, but, never turn your back on a drug. Especially when it's waving a razor-sharp hunting knife in your eye

 

[watching Dr. Gonzo leave]

Raoul Duke: There he goes. One of God's own prototypes. A high-powered mutant of some kind never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live, and too rare to die

 

Raoul Duke: [commenting on the song "One Toke Over the Line" playing on the radio] One toke? You poor fool! Wait till you see those goddamn bats.

 

Raoul Duke: With a bit of luck, his life was ruined forever. Always thinking that just behind some narrow door in all of his favorite bars, men in red woolen shirts are getting incredible kicks from things he'll never know.

 

Raoul Duke: Look, there's two women fucking a polar bear!

Dr. Gonzo: Don't tell me these things. Not now man.

 

Raoul Duke: When I came to, the general back-alley ambience of the suite was so rotten, so incredibly foul. How long had I been lying there? All these signs of violence. What had happened? There was evidence in this room of excessive consumption of almost every type of drug known to civilized man since 1544 AD. What kind of addict would need all these coconut husks and crushed honeydew rinds? Would the presence of junkies account for all these uneaten french fries? These puddles of glazed ketchup on the bureau? Maybe so. But then why all this booze? And these crude pornographic photos smeared with mustard that had dried to a hard yellow crust? These were not the hoofprints of your average God-fearing junky. It was too savage. Too aggressive.

 

Raoul Duke: [narrating] We were somewhere around Barstow, on the edge of the desert, when the drugs began to take hold. I remember saying something like:

Raoul Duke: I feel a bit lightheaded. Maybe you should drive.

Raoul Duke: [narrating] Suddenly, there was a terrible roar all around us, and the sky was full of what looked like huge bats, all swooping and screeching and diving around the car, and a voice was screaming:

Raoul Duke: Holy Jesus. What are these goddamn animals?

[swatting the air]

Raoul Duke: Huh! Huh! Huh! Fucking pigs.

Dr. Gonzo: Did you say something?

Raoul Duke: Hm? Never mind. It's your turn to drive.

Raoul Duke: [narrating] No point in mentioning these bats, I thought. Poor bastard will see them soon enough

 

Raoul Duke: A drug person can learn to cope with things like seeing their dead grandmother crawling up their leg with a knife in her teeth. But no one should be asked to handle this trip.

 

Raoul Duke: Few people understand the psychology of dealing with a highway traffic cop. A normal speeder will panic and immediately pull over to the side. This is wrong. It arouses contempt in the cop heart. Make the bastard chase you. He will follow. But he won't know what to make of your blinker signal that says you are about to turn right. This is to let him know you're pulling off for a proper place to talk. It will take him a moment to realize that he's about to make a 180 degree turn at speed, but you will be ready for it. Brace for the g's, and fast heel-toe work.

 

Raoul Duke: We had two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high-powered blotter acid, a saltshaker half-full of cocaine, and a whole galaxy of multi-colored uppers, downers, laughers, screamers... Also, a quart of tequila, a quart of rum, a case of beer, a pint of raw ether, and two dozen amyls. Not that we needed all that for the trip, but once you get into locked a serious drug collection, the tendency is to push it as far as you can. The only thing that really worried me was the ether. There is nothing in the world more helpless and irresponsible and depraved than a man in the depths of an ether binge, and I knew we'd get into that rotten stuff pretty soon.

 

Dr. Gonzo: Let's give the boy a lift.

Raoul Duke: What? No. We can't stop here. This is bat country.

 

Raoul Duke: How long could we maintain? I wondered. How long until one of us starts raving and jabbering at this boy? What will he think then? This same lonely desert was the last known home of the Manson family; will he make that grim connection when my attorney starts screaming about bats and huge manta rays coming down on the car? If so, well, we'll just have to cut his head off and bury him somewhere, 'cause it goes without saying that we can't turn him loose. He'd report us at once to some kind of outback Nazi law enforcement agency and they'll run us down like dogs. Jesus, did I say that? Or just think it? Was I talking? Did they hear me?

 

Dr. Gonzo: It's okay. He's just admiring the shape of your skull.

 

Raoul Duke: Yeah. HI THERE! My name... is, uh, Raoul Duke. I'm on the list, that's for sure. Free lunch, final wisdom, total coverage. I have my attorneyyyyyyy, with me, and I realize that his name is not on that list, but we must have that suite! Must have thet suite. What's the score here? What's next?

Desk Clerk at Mint Hotel: Your suite isn't ready yet. But someone was looking for you...

Raoul Duke: [seeing her morph into an eel] Why? We haven't done anything yet!

 

Raoul Duke: There's a uh, big machine in the sky, some kind of, I dunno, electric snake, coming straight at us.

Dr. Gonzo: Shoot it.

Raoul Duke: Not yet, I want to study its habits.

 

Raoul Duke: Ah, devil ether. It makes you behave like the village drunkard in some early Irish novel. Total loss of all basic motor function. Blurred vision, no balance, numb tongue. The mind recoils in horror, unable to communicate with the spinal column. Which is interesting because you can actually watch yourself behaving in this terrible way, but you can't control it.

 

Raoul Duke: The possibility of physical and mental collapse is now very real. No sympathy for the Devil, keep that in mind. Buy the ticket, take the ride.

 

Raoul Duke: The store was closed, but the salesman said he could wait if we hurry. But we were delayed en route when a stingray in front of us killed a pedestrian.

 

Car Rental Agent - Los Angeles: Holy smokes! You just backed over two-foot concrete embutment and you didn't even slow down. What were you going, oh I don't know, forty-five miles an hour backwards?

Raoul Duke: There's no harm done. I always check the transmission that way, the rear end for stress factors. Boy this is really a nice pen man!

Car Rental Agent - Los Angeles: Listen, you boys haven't been drinking tonight, have you?

Raoul Duke: Nope, not me. We're responsible people!

 

Raoul Duke: I'm a relatively respectable citizen. Mutiple felon perhaps, but certainly not dangerous.

 

Raoul Duke: My attorney had never been able to accept the notion, often espoused by former drug abusers, that you can get a lot higher without drugs than with them, and neither have I for that matter.

 

Raoul Duke: Eat some reds and try to calm down. Smoke some grass, shoot some fucking smack! Shit man, do whatever you gotta do.

 

Raoul Duke: [referring to the knife Acosta is holding] Jesus Christ, where'd you get that thing?

Dr. Gonzo: Room Service sent it up, I needed something to cut the limes.

Raoul Duke: Limes? What limes?

Dr. Gonzo: They didnt have any, they don't grow in the desert.

 

 

yeah thats alot of quotes, good film though! would be interesting to watch when reallllly stoned...

 

War and Peace springs to mind matey

 

haha, yeah its long......just a great film!

 

Good post though mate

[Glen]

Watched the original Batman yesterday - a couple of classic quotes by the Joker -

 

The Joker : Never rub another man's rhubard

 

&

 

The Joker: I've recently had a tragedy in my life. Alicia...

[lays the mask that Alicia wore on the table]

The Joker: ...threw herself out of the window.

Vicki Vale: Oh, my God.

The Joker: But, you can't make an omelette without breaking some eggs.

[breaks the mask and starts giggling]

[Dark Star]

From Clerks II.. God I love this movie.....

 

Randal Graves: [after the fire at the Quick Stop] Terrorists?

[Dante shakes his head]

Randal Graves: I left the coffee pot on again, didn't I?

[Dante nods]

Randal Graves: Shit! Now where am I gonna bring chicks to fuck when my mom's home?

 

 

Randal Graves: I know you've given a blowjob, right?

Becky: I haven't even put my purse down, yet.

Randal Graves: That's a yes.

[to Dante]

Randal Graves: And I know you've gone down on chicks.

Becky: What's your point?

Randal Graves: Well, when you're done chowing down on the no-no parts of your lover you kiss 'em, right? That's just like going ass to mouth.

Becky: Okay, I'm pretty sure you just compared a vagina to an asshole.

Randal Graves: And?

Becky: Have you restocked all the napkin holders yet?

Randal Graves: That's an Elias job!

Becky: That comparison of pink and brown eyes just made it a Randal job.

Randal Graves: Zing!

Randal Graves: [to Elias] Shut the fuck up, GoBot!

[to Becky]

Randal Graves: I could probably sue this whole corporation right now for sexual harassment. You're just making me restock the napkin holders because of my firmly held beliefs on the subject of ass to mouth.

Dante Hicks: You never go ass to mouth!

Randal Graves: Would you grow up?

 

 

 

Randal Graves: Since when did porch monkey suddenly become a racial slur?

Dante Hicks: When ignorant racists started saying it a hundred years ago!

Randal Graves: Oh, bullshit! My grandmother used to call me a porch monkey all the time when I was a kid because I'd sit on the porch and stare at my neighbors!

Dante Hicks: Despite the fact that your grandmother might've used it as a term of endearment for you, it's still a racial slur! It'd be like your grandmother calling you a little kike!

Randal Graves: Oh, it is not. Plus, my grandmother had nothing but the utmost respect for the Jewish community. When I was a kid she told me to always treat the Jewish kids well, or they'd put the sheeny curse on me.

Dante Hicks: What the fuck, man?

Randal Graves: What?

Dante Hicks: Sheeny's a racial slur, too!

Randal Graves: Oh, it is not.

Dante Hicks: Yes, it is!

Randal Graves: She never called any Jews 'sheeny', she just used to say sheeny curse a lot. It was cute!

Dante Hicks: It wasn't cute! It was racist!

Randal Graves: I disagree, man, she was just an old timer, that's the way people talked back then! Didn't mean they were racist... But my grandmother did refer to a broken beer bottle once as a nigger knife... You know, come to think of it, my grandmother was kind of a racist.

Dante Hicks: You think?

Randal Graves: Well, I-I still don't think porch monkey should be considered a racial term. I mean, I've always used it to describe lazy people, not lazy black people! I think if we really tried, we could re-claim porch monkey, and save it.

Dante Hicks: It can't be saved, Randal! The sole purpose for its creation, the only reason it exists in the first place, is to disparage an entire race! And even if it could be saved, you can't save it because you're not black!

Randal Graves: Well listen to you! Telling me I can't do something because of the color of my skin! You're the racist! I'm taking it back, you watch!

[customers enter]

Randal Graves: Hey, what can I get for you, you little porch monkey?

[beat]

Randal Graves: Its cool, I'm taking it back.

 

 

 

Randal Graves: You can't get a chick, ya mook. You're too weird and sad.

Elias: [gets angry] I turn down chicks left and right.

Randal Graves: Your chicks *are* your left and right.

 

 

Randal Graves: What's the point in having an Internet connection if you're not using it to look up weird, fucked-up pictures of dirty sex you'll never have yourself?

 

Randal Graves: Why haven't you fucked Myra yet?

Elias: Well, we can't because of Pillow Pants.

Randal Graves: What the fuck's Pillow Pants?

Elias: Pillow Pants is a little troll who lives in her pussy.

[Randal stares]

Elias: Pillow Pants is her pussy troll?

[scoffs]

Elias: Duh. You know how every girl's parents put a pussy troll in them when the girls are young, to keep them from having premarital sex?

Randal Graves: ...Sure.

Elias: Well Myra's is named Pillow Pants. And so even though she totally wants to have sex with me, Myra says if I put my... thing in her, Pillow Pants will bite it off. So, I gotta wait until Pillow Pants gets peed out of her body on her 21st birthday before we can have sex.

Randal Graves: [floored] And Myra told you this?

Elias: Boyfriends and girlfriends talk to each other about sex stuff Randal. You'd know this if you ever had a girlfriend.

Randal Graves: Have you and Myra even kissed yet?

Elias: We would have already if it wasn't for Listerfiend.

Randal Graves: [beat] Listerfiend is her mouth troll, isn't it?

Elias: [shakes head] Women.

 

Classic stuff.....

[Faron]

Phantasm

 

You play a good game BOY, but the game is finished, now you die.

[Faron]

An American Werewolf In London

 

I didn`t mean to call you a meat loaf Jack!

 

Queen Elizabeth is a man! Prince Charles is a faggot! Winston Churchill was full of shit! Shakespeare's French!

[Fat Freddy]

"Hey, I made the honor roll... and all I had to do was dig a few holes and boff a ghost!"

-- "Prom Night III: The Last Kiss"

[sharatan]

braveheart...

 

 

"freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeedom!"

[aMetalhead1966]

From Animal House..One of My Faves...

 

Dean Vernon Wormer: Greg, what is the worst fraternity on this campus?

Greg Marmalard: Well that would be hard to say, sir. They're each outstanding in their own way.

Dean Vernon Wormer: Cut the horseshit, son. I've got their disciplinary files right here. Who dropped a whole truckload of fizzies into the swim meet? Who delivered the medical school cadavers to the alumni dinner? Every Halloween, the trees are filled with underwear. Every spring, the toilets explode.

Greg Marmalard: You're talking about Delta, sir.

Dean Vernon Wormer: Of course I'm talking about Delta, you TWERP!

[Chris]

The Jerk:

 

I was born a poor black child.

 

My mom always said one day I'd find out what my special purpose was for.

Well today's the day!!

 

My friend Patty promised me a blowjob.

 

AWESOME movie!!

[Widda]

"Hey, I made the honor roll... and all I had to do was dig a few holes and boff a ghost!"

-- "Prom Night III: The Last Kiss"

 

 

holy shit! someone else has actually seen the Prom night sequels?!?!

 

 

 

- Chad Palimino - "ROLL THAT MOTHERFUCKIN CAMERA WOLFIE!!!!"

 

-Wolfie - "KISS MY ASS!...

 

- Chad Palimino - "YEAAAAAHHH!"

[Clutch]

"These are O.R. scrubs"

"O, R they?"

 

Rushmore

[Fat Freddy]

"Hey, I made the honor roll... and all I had to do was dig a few holes and boff a ghost!"

-- "Prom Night III: The Last Kiss"

 

 

holy shit! someone else has actually seen the Prom night sequels?!?!

 

Shit yea! Got me a double feature DVD of "Prom Night III" and "IV" out of the bargain bin @ the supermarket a couple of weeks ago. Jealous?

[eyesis]

Barry Badrinath: It's $10 for a BJ, $12 for an HJ, $15 for a ZJ...

Landfill: [interrupting] What's a ZJ?

Barry Badrinath: If you have to ask, you can't afford it.

Steve "Fink" Finklestein: [Trying to persuade Landfill] I've got $4.

 

Steve "Fink" Finklestein: Drunken recall. I gave my subjects massive quantities of alcohol and then I taught them things while they were blacked out. When they woke up the next morning, they couldn't remember anything. But when I got them drunk again, they remembered everything that I taught them the night before. I got it published.

Landfill: Where?

Steve "Fink" Finklestein: In Maxim Magazine under the tile of "E=MC Hammered".

 

Jan Wolfhouse: So yeah, I heard you got fired from the brewery?

Landfill: [Landfill gets mad, throws his trophy] God damn brewery! You know that brewery makes 10,000 bottles of beer a day. I drink 45 of them, and I'm the asshole!

 

Great Gam Gam: I always sleep better with a little sausage in me.

 

 

FRom my favorite movie.........Beerfest!!

[Widda]

"Hey, I made the honor roll... and all I had to do was dig a few holes and boff a ghost!"

-- "Prom Night III: The Last Kiss"

 

 

holy shit! someone else has actually seen the Prom night sequels?!?!

 

Shit yea! Got me a double feature DVD of "Prom Night III" and "IV" out of the bargain bin @ the supermarket a couple of weeks ago. Jealous?

 

 

not really. have owned the double feature for quite a while. I have Prom Night II! ....MGM just put a new edition out, i have the canadian edition of it. the best of the sequels IMO.

[Fat Freddy]

not really. have owned the double feature for quite a while. I have Prom Night II! ....MGM just put a new edition out, i have the canadian edition of it. the best of the sequels IMO.

 

Sweet... and yea, "II" was definitely the best of the series... gonna have to try 'n' find a copy of that one myself.

[Clutch]

"He's flipping you off in 35 different languages"

 

-Hot Scammin' Scotty Plamer: Hardbodies

[Widda]

not really. have owned the double feature for quite a while. I have Prom Night II! ....MGM just put a new edition out, i have the canadian edition of it. the best of the sequels IMO.

 

Sweet... and yea, "II" was definitely the best of the series... gonna have to try 'n' find a copy of that one myself.

 

 

i have seen it at deep discount or walmart.com for like $10 for the new MGM release of it. or in a triple feature with Swimfan and carrie for like $12.

[Fat Freddy]

not really. have owned the double feature for quite a while. I have Prom Night II! ....MGM just put a new edition out, i have the canadian edition of it. the best of the sequels IMO.

 

Sweet... and yea, "II" was definitely the best of the series... gonna have to try 'n' find a copy of that one myself.

 

 

i have seen it at deep discount or walmart.com for like $10 for the new MGM release of it. or in a triple feature with Swimfan and carrie for like $12.

 

Sounds good... but I'm a cheap S.O.B., I rarely spend more than eight bucks on a DVD. Viva la bargain bin at Walmart!

[Widda]

not really. have owned the double feature for quite a while. I have Prom Night II! ....MGM just put a new edition out, i have the canadian edition of it. the best of the sequels IMO.

 

Sweet... and yea, "II" was definitely the best of the series... gonna have to try 'n' find a copy of that one myself.

 

 

i have seen it at deep discount or walmart.com for like $10 for the new MGM release of it. or in a triple feature with Swimfan and carrie for like $12.

 

Sounds good... but I'm a cheap S.O.B., I rarely spend more than eight bucks on a DVD. Viva la bargain bin at Walmart!

 

I bargin bin it alot too. Deep discount.com is nice...i can get movies for $6 with free shipping!

[Fat Freddy]

I bargin bin it alot too. Deep discount.com is nice...i can get movies for $6 with free shipping!

 

You should see some of the Z-grade horror and action DVDs I bring home from the dollar store!

[Widda]

I bargin bin it alot too. Deep discount.com is nice...i can get movies for $6 with free shipping!

 

You should see some of the Z-grade horror and action DVDs I bring home from the dollar store!

 

 

LOL. why does that not surprise me, considering your gender.

[Fat Freddy]

LOL. why does that not surprise me, considering your gender.

 

You haven't truly lived the horror till you've experienced "Mutant," "Class Reunion Massacre," or "Horror Express"