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Best Quote from a Movie

from Night of the Hunter

Rev. Harry Powell, as he carresses a flick knife in his pocket until he gets so excited that the blade flicks out and penetrates his pocket.

"There are things you do hate, Lord. Perfume-smellin' things, lacy things, things with curly hair."

"Lord, you sure knew what you were doing when you brung me to this very cell at this very time. A man with ten thousand dollars hid somewhere, and a widder in the makin'."

"Not that you mind the killings! There's plenty of killings in your book, Lord..."

and from Dirty Pretty Things
The doctor: How come I've never seen you people before?
Okwe: Because we are the people you do not see. We are the ones who drive your cabs. We clean your rooms. And suck your cocks.

From Aliens

"Hey Vasquez, have you ever been mistaken for a man?"
"No. have you?"

and the classic

"Get away from her you bitch!"
 
Brando from Apocalypse Now:

"I’ve seen the horrors, the horrors that you’ve seen. But you have no right to call me a murderer. You have a right to kill me, you have a right to do that, but you have no right to judge me. It’s impossible to describe what is necessary, to those who do not know what horror means. Horror. Horror has a face and you must make a friend of horror. Horror and moral terror are your friends. If they are not, then they are enemies to be feared, they are truly enemies.

"I remember when I was with Special Forces. It seems a thousand centuries ago. We went into a camp to innoculate some children. We’d left the camp after we had innoculated the children for polio. And this old man came running after us, and he was crying, he couldn’t see. We went back there, and they had come, and hacked off every innoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember I... I... I cried, I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out, I didn’t know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it, I never want to forget it, I never want to forget.

"And then I realized, like I was shot, like I was shot with a diamond, a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought, my God, the genius of that. The genius, the will to do that. Perfect, genuine, complete, crystalline, pure.

"Then I realized. They were stronger than we, because they could stand that these were not monsters. They were men, trained cadres, these men who fought with their hearts, who had families, who have children, who are filled with love. But they have the strength, the strength to do that. If I had ten divisions of such men, then our troubles here would be over very quickly. You have to have men who are moral, and at the same time who are able to utilize their primordial instincts to kill without feeling, without passion, without judgment. Because it’s judgment that defeats us.

"I’ve worried that my son might not understand what I’ve tried to be. And if I were killed, I would want someone to go to my house, and tell my son everything. Everything I did, everything you saw. Because there is nothing that I detest more than the stench of lies. And if you understand me Willard, you will do this for me."
 
Human Traffic

We wanna go somewhere else. We're not threatened by people anymore. All our insecurities have evaporated. We're in the clouds now. We're wide open. We're spacemen orbiting the earth. The world looks beautiful from here, man. We're nympholeptics, desiring for the unobtainable. We risk sanity for moments of temporary enlightenment. So many ideas. So little memory. The last thought killed by anticipation of the next. We embrace an overwhelming feeling of love. We flow in unison. We're together. I wish this was real. We want a universal level of togetherness, where we're comfortable with everyone. We're in rhythm. Part of a movement. A movement to escape. We wave goodbye. Ultimately, we just want to be happy. Heh, yeah^Åhang on, what the fuck was I just talking about?
 
I just remembered one of the greatest moments ever:

I was continuing to shrink, to become... what? The infinitesimal? What was I? Still a human being? Or was I the man of the future? If there were other bursts of radiation, other clouds drifting across seas and continents, would other beings follow me into this vast new world? So close - the infinitesimal and the infinite. But suddenly, I knew they were really the two ends of the same concept. The unbelievably small and the unbelievably vast eventually meet - like the closing of a gigantic circle. I looked up, as if somehow I would grasp the heavens. The universe, worlds beyond number, God's silver tapestry spread across the night. And in that moment, I knew the answer to the riddle of the infinite. I had thought in terms of man's own limited dimension. I had presumed upon nature. That existence begins and ends in man's conception, not nature's. And I felt my body dwindling, melting, becoming nothing. My fears melted away. And in their place came acceptance. All this vast majesty of creation, it had to mean something. And then I meant something, too. Yes, smaller than the smallest, I meant something, too. To God, there is no zero.

I still exist!

:cool: x 100
 
I also like this:

Amen. And amen. And amen.

You have to forgive me. I'm not familiar with the local custom. Where I come from, you always say amen after you hear a prayer.

Because that's what you just heard. A prayer. Where I come from...

...that particular prayer is called the prayer for the dead. You just heard the prayer for the dead, my fellow stockholders...

...and you didn't say amen.

This company is dead. I didn't kill it. Don't blame me. It was dead when I got here. It's too late for prayers. For even if the prayers were answered and a miracle occurred...

...and the yen did this and the dollar did that...

...and the infrastructure did the other thing, we would still be dead.

You know why? Fiber optics. New technologies. Obsolescence.

We're dead, all right. We're just not broke. And do you know the surest way to go broke? Keep getting an increasing share of a shrinking market.

Down the tubes. Slow but sure. You know, at one time...

...there must have been dozens of companies making buggy whips. And I'll bet the last company around was the one that made...

...the best goddamn buggy whip you ever saw.

Now, how would you have liked to have been a stockholder in that company

You invested in a business, and this business is dead. Let's have the intelligence, let's have the decency...

...to sign the death certificate, collect the insurance...

...and invest in something with a future.

"But we can't," goes the prayer. We can't, because we have a responsibility...

...a responsibility to our employees, to our community. What will happen to them? I got two words for that:

Who cares?

Care about them? Why? They didn't care about you. They sucked you dry. You have no responsibility to them. For the last 10 years, this company bled your money. Did this community ever say, "We know times are tough. We'll lower taxes, reduce water and sewer"?

Check it out. You're paying twice what you did 10 years ago. And our devoted employees who have taken no increases for the past three years...

...are still making twice what they made 10 years ago.

And our stock, one-sixth what it was 10 years ago.

Who cares?

I'll tell you. Me.

I'm not your best friend. I'm your only friend.

I don't make anything? I'm making you money. And lest we forget,
that's the only reason...

...any of you became stockholders in the first place. You want to make money. You don't care if they manufacture wire and cable, fried chicken or grow tangerines! You wanna make money!

I'm the only friend you've got. I'm making you money. Take the money. Invest it somewhere else. Maybe...

Maybe you'll get lucky, and it'll be used productively. And if it is, you'll create new jobs and provide a service for the economy...

...and, God forbid, even make a few bucks for yourselves. And if anybody asks, tell them you gave at the plant.

And by the way...

...it pleases me that I am called "Larry the Liquidator." You know why, fellow stockholders?

Because at my funeral...

...you'll leave with a smile on your face and a few bucks in your pocket.

Now, that's a funeral worth having.

To my mind it's much superior to the "Greed is Good" speech from Wall Street.
 
See if you can identify this one without looking it up:

I know what I am talking about when I am talking about the revolutions. The people who read the books go to the people who can't read the books, the poor people, and say, "We have to have a change." So, the poor people make the change, ah? And then, the people who read the books, they all sit around the big polished tables, and they talk and talk and talk and eat and eat and eat, eh? But what has happened to the poor people? They are all dead!
 
Where's he from Uranus, your anus, geddit?!
He doesn't get it Ty
YOUR ANUS
He doesn't get it
Your such a Cintus Supremus
Zero charisma
Cintus Supremus
Zero charisma
Cintus Supremus
Shut up Greg.
 
""My brother was killed in the line of duty; bayoneted to death by a Polish conscientious objector"

Woody Allen, Love and Death
 
I think as a film 'line' Stephen King has got it right or pretty damn close with the Jaws classic.

As for 'quotes' I have to hand it to Rutger Hauer (Roy Batty) in Bladerunner with the classic...

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