Richard Torena: I could get killed for telling you this shit.
Vincent Hanna: You could get killed walking your doggie!

HEAT! Best movie. So many other great ones in there.

Alan Marciano: Why'd I get mixed up with that bitch?
Vincent Hanna: Cause she's got a great ass... and you got your head all the way up it! Ferocious, aren't I? When I think of asses, a woman's ass, something comes out of me.

Hooker: Time to go, baby.
Waingro: Showed you a good time?
Hooker: Oh yeah. You fly. You cool.
Waingro: You're lying to me. I can always tell when people lie to me.
Hooker: I ain't lying. You're a hot dog. A regular rodeo rider. And this was the monster fu*k of my young life.

"you a Bounty Hunter?"

"A mans' got to make living somehow"

"Dying ain't much of a living, boy"


Outlaw Josey Wales

Bruce Willis : "Yippie Cay Yay, Motherfucker!" (Die Hard)

Bogart: "Here's lookin at you kid" (Do I even have to mention the movie?)

" Mother Bitches!!!!!! "

Tony Montana

This is paradise, I'm tellin' ya. This town like a great big pussy just waiting to get fucked.

What you lookin' at? You all a bunch of fuckin' assholes. You know why? You don't have the guts to be what you wanna be? You need people like me. You need people like me so you can point your fuckin' fingers and say, "That's the bad guy." So... what that make you? Good? You're not good. You just know how to hide, how to lie. Me, I don't have that problem. Me, I always tell the truth. Even when I lie. So say good night to the bad guy! Come on. The last time you gonna see a bad guy like this again, let me tell you. Come on. Make way for the bad guy. There's a bad guy comin' through! Better get outta his way!

yea... pasted from google. too long to memorize.

This watch. This watch was on your Daddy's wrist when he was shot down over Hanoi. He was captured and put in a Vietnamese prison camp. He knew if the gooks ever saw the watch that it'd be confiscated; taken away. The way your Dad looked at it, this watch was your birthright.

He'd be damned if any slopes were gonna put their greasy yellow hands on his boy's birthright.

So he hid it in the one place he knew he could hide something. His ass. Five long years, he wore this watch up his ass. Then when he died of dysentery, he gave me the watch. I hid with uncomfortable hunk of metal up my ass for two years. Then, after seven years, I was sent home to my family.

And now, little man, I give the watch to you.

"From now on, your dick is my dick. I'm gonna get you laid."

See, there's three kinds of people: dicks, pussies, and assholes. Pussies think everyone can get along, and dicks just want to fuck all the time without thinking it through. But then you got your assholes, Chuck. And all the assholes want us to shit all over everything! So, pussies may get mad at dicks once in a while, because pussies get fucked by dicks. But dicks also fuck assholes, Chuck. And if they didn't fuck the assholes, you know what you'd get? You'd get your dick and your pussy all covered in shit!

"I am the master of the clit! Remember this fucking face. Whenever you see clit, you'll see this fucking face. I make that shit work. It does whatever the fuck I tell it to. No one rules the clit like me. Not this little fuck, none of you little fucks out there. I AM THE CLIT COMMANDER! Remember that, commander of all clits! When it comes down to business, this is what I do. I pinch it like this. OOH you little fuck. Then I rub my nose with it...."

I wanted to ask you a couple of questions while I have you here. I'm interested in selling my youngest daughter into slavery as sanctioned in Exodus 21:7. She's a Georgetown sophomore, speaks fluent Italian, always cleared the table when it was her turn. What would a good price for her be? While thinking about that, can I ask another? My Chief of Staff Leo McGarry insists on working on the Sabbath. Exodus 35:2 clearly says he should be put to death. Am I morally obligated to kill him myself or is it okay to call the police? Here's one that's really important because we've got a lot of sports fans in this town: touching the skin of a dead pig makes one unclean. Leviticus 11:7. If they promise to wear gloves, can the Washington Redskins still play football? Can Notre Dame? Can West Point? Does the whole town really have to be together to stone my brother John for planting different crops side by side? Can I burn my mother in a small family gathering for wearing garments made from two different threads? Think about those questions, would you? One last thing: while you may be mistaking this for your monthly meeting of the Ignorant Tight-Ass Club, in this building, when the President stands, nobody sits.

President Josiah Bartlet
West Wing

what's that from?

Still loving the tarantino quote

"Megatron must be stopped, no matter the cost" - Transformers 1986

"Go! Ruuuuun! Get to the choppa!" - Predator

Christopher Walken rules!

LOVE LOVE LOVE "From Dusk til Dawn"