F Quotes

Far and Away (1992)
Ferris Bueller's Day Off(1986)
A Few Good Men (1992)
Field of Dreams (1989)
First Kid (1996)
First Night (1995)
A Fish Called Wanda (1988)
Flatliners (1990)
Fools Rush In (1997)
For the Boys(1990)
Forget Paris (1995)
Forrest Gump (1994)
Four Weddings and a Funeral (1994)
French Kiss (1995)
Fried Green Tomatoes (1991)
The Fugitive (1993)
The Full Monty (1997)





Far and Away (1992)

Joseph Donnelly, Sr.: You are an especially odd boy. I know your mind because you have my handsome looks...
Joseph: You came back from the dead to tell me I'm odd?
Joseph Donnelly, Sr.: You have all kinds of oddities clattering around in your brain. So had I when I was as young as you. But dreams, my boy, in this poor corner of the world end up in a glass of ale.





Ferris Bueller's Day Off (1986)

[A baseball game is on television.]
Rooney: What's the score?
Pizza Joint Owner: Nothin' to nothin'.
Rooney (not really listening): Who's winning?
Pizza Joint Owner: The Bears.

Ferris: Only the meek get pinched. The bold survive.

Cameron: You make me get up, you make me come over. You make me make a phony phone call to Edward Rooney? The man could squash my nuts into oblivion. And then, and then, and then you go and deliberately hurt my feelings.

Ferris: If you're not over here in fifteen minutes, you can find a new best friend.
Cameron: You've been saying that since the fifth grade.

Jeannie: [thinking to herself] Maybe I'm overreacting. Maybe Ferris isn't such a bad guy. After all, I got a car, he got a computer. But still, why should he get to do whatever he wants, whenever he wants? Why should everything work out for him? What makes him so G**d*** special? [spoken] Screw him.

Economics Teacher: In 1930, the Republican-controlled House of Representatives, in an effort to alleviate the effects of the... Anyone? Anyone? ...the Great Depression, passed the... Anyone? Anyone?... The tariff bill? The Hawley-Smoot Tariff Act? Which, anyone?... Raised or lowered? ...raised tariffs, in an effort to collect more revenue for the federal government. Did it work?... Anyone?... Anyone know the effects?... It did not work, and the United States sank deeper into the Great Depression. Today we have a similar debate over this. Anyone know what this is?... Class?... Anyone?... Anyone?... Anyone seen this before?... The Laffer Curve. Anyone know what this says?... It says that at this point on the revenue curve, you will get exactly the same amount of revenue as at this point. This is very controversial. Does anyone know what Vice President Bush called this in 1980?... Anyone?... Something-d-o-o. economics. "Voodoo economics."

Rooney: I did not achieve this position in life by having some snot-nosed punk leave my cheese out in the wind.

Cameron: [singing] When Cameron was in Egypt's land..."let my Cameron go!"

Cameron: Ferris Bueller, you're my hero.

Ferris: Hi. Do you speak English?
Ethnic Parking Garage Attendant: Uh, what country do you think this is?

Sloan: The city looks so peaceful from up here.
Ferris: Anything is peaceful from one thousand, three hundred and fifty-three feet.
Cameron: I think I see my dad.

Ferris: A) You can never go too far and B) if I'm going to get caught, it's not going to be by a guy like that.

Rooney: Are you aware that Ferris does not have what we consider to be an exemplary attendance record?
Mrs. Bueller: Uh, no.
Rooney: He's been absent nine times.
Mrs. Bueller: Nine times?
Ed Rooney: Nine times.
[Checks computer screen, Ferris's absence totals have counted down to two.]
Ferris at his home PC: I asked for a car, I got a computer. How's that for being born under a bad sign?

Grace: Oh, Ed. You just sounded like Dirty Harry just then.
Rooney: Really? Thanks, Grace.

Ferris: Cameron's house is like a museum. It's very cold, and very beautiful, and you're not allowed to touch anything.

Ferris: Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in awhile, you could miss it.

Snooty Maitre D': You're Abe Froman? The sausage king of Chicago?
Ferris: Yep. That's me.

Rooney: Between grief and nothing... I'll take grief.
Sloan: Great.

Economics Teacher: Bueller? Bueller? Bueller?
Simone: Um, he's sick. My best friend's sister's boyfriend's brother's girlfriend heard from this guy who knows this kid who's going with the girl who saw Ferris pass out at 31 Flavors last night. I guess it's pretty serious.
Economics Teacher: Thank you, Simone.
Simone: No problem whatsoever.

Grace: Oh, he's very popular Ed. The sportos, the motorheads, geeks, sluts, bloods, waistoids, dweebies, dickheads--they all adore him. They think he's a righteous dude.

Sloan: What are we going to do?
Ferris: The question isn't "what are we going to do," the question is "what aren't we going to do?"
Cameron: Please don't say were not going to take the car home. Please don't say were not going to take the car home. Please don't say were not going to take the car home.
Ferris: If you had access to a car like this, would you take it back right away? Neither would I.

Jeannie: There is an intruder - male, Caucasian, possibly armed, certainly weird - in my kitchen.

[Charlie Sheen]: Drugs?
Jeannie: Thank you, no. I'm straight.
[Charlie Sheen]: I meant, are you in here for drugs?
Jeannie: Why are you here?
[Charlie Sheen]: Drugs.

Jeannie: I don't believe this. If I was bleeding out my eyes, you guys would make me go to school.

Ferris: I did have a test today. That wasn't bulls***. It's on European socialism. I mean, really, what's the point? I'm not European, I don't plan on being European, so who gives a crap if they're socialist? They could be fascist anarchists - that still wouldn't change the fact that I don't own a car. Not that I condone fascism, or any ism for that matter. Isms in my opinion are not good. A person should not believe in an ism - he should believe in himself. I quote John Lennon: "I don't believe in Beatles - I just believe in me". A good point there. Of course, he was the Walrus. I could be the Walrus - I'd still have to bum rides off of people.

Ferris: The key to faking out the parents is the clammy hands. It's a good non-specific symptom. A lot of people will tell you that a phony fever is a dead lock, but if you get a nervous mother, you could land in the doctor's office. That's worse than school. What you do is, you fake a stomach cramp, and when you're bent over, moaning and wailing, you lick your palms. It's a little childish and stupid, but then, so is high school.

Cameron: The 1961 Ferrari 250GT California. Less than a hundred were made. My father spent three years restoring this car. It is his love, it is his passion.
Ferris: It is his fault he didn't lock the garage.

Garage Attendant: You guys got nothing to worry about, I'm a professional.
Cameron: A professional what?

Rooney: Les jeus sont faites. Translation: the jig is up. Your a** is mine.

Rooney: I don't trust this kid any farther than I can throw him.
Grace: With your bad knee Ed, you shouldn't throw anybody.
Rooney: What's so terrible about a kid like Ferris is he gives good kids bad ideas. Last thing I need in my career is fifteen hundred Ferris Bueller disciples running around these halls. He jeopardizes my ability to effectivley govern this student body.
Grace: He makes you look like an a** is what he does, Ed.


[Calling her mother's office.]
Jeannie: May I speak with Cindy Bueller please? [pause] Do know where she went? [pause] Well, do you know when she will be back? [pause] Do you know anything? [slams down receiver]

[Calling the police about an intruder.]
Jeannie: I am very cute, very alone and very protective of my body. I don't want it violated or killed, alright? [pause] Sprechen sie English? [slams down receiver] DICKHEAD!





A Few Good Men (1992)

Kaffee: Is the colonel's underwear a matter of national security?

Kaffee: And don't wear that perfume in court, it wrecks my concentration.
Galloway: Really!
Kaffee: I was talking to Sam.

Kaffee: Maybe if we work at it we can get Dawson charged with Kennedy assassination.

Galloway: Why do you hate them so much?
Weinberg: They beat up a weakling, that's all they did. The rest is just smoke filled coffeehouse crap.

Kaffee: You don't need a patch on your arm to have honor.

Sam: You've heard her. My daughter said a word. She said 'pa'.
Kaffee: She was pointing to a mailbox, Sam.
Sam: That's right. She pointed to the mailbox and said 'pa, look, a mailbox.

Jessup: If you haven't gotten a blowjob from a superior officer, you're letting the best in life pass you by.

Kaffee: You ever talk to a client of mine without permission, I'll have you disbarred. Friends?
Galloway: I had authorization.
Kaffee: From who?
Galloway: Ginny Miller. Louden's aunt on his mother's side.
Kaffee: You got authorization from Aunt Ginny?
Galloway: It's perfectly within my boundaries.
Kaffee: Does Aunt Ginny have a barn? Maybe we could hold the trial there. I'll sew the costumes and maybe Uncle Goober can be the judge.

Sam: Cmdr. Galloway, Lt. Kaffee is considered to be the best litigator in our office. He successfully plea bargained 44 cases in 9 months.
Kaffee: One more and I get a set of steak knives.

Kaffee: You think I can't subpoena Markinson?
Ross: You won't find him. Do you know what Markinson did for his first 22 years in the Marines? Counterintelligence. Markinson is gone. There is no Markinson.

Sam: "I strenuously object?" Is that how it's done? Hm? "Objection, your Honor!" "Overruled" "No, no. I STRENUOUSLY object." "Oh! You strenuously object. Then I'll take some time and reconsider."

Kaffee: You and Dawson, you both live in the same dreamworld! It doesn't matter what I believe. It only matters what I can prove! So don't tell me what I know, or don't know! I know the LAW!

Kaffee: Oh, spare me the psycho babble father bulls***!

Galloway: I was wondering how you'd feel about my taking you to dinner.
Kaffee: Are you asking me out on a date?
Galloway: No!
Kaffee: I've been asked out on dates before, and that's what it sounded like.

Jessup: You see Danny, I can deal with the bullets, and the bombs, and the blood. I don't want money, and I don't want medals. What I do want is for you to stand there in that faggoty white uniform and with your Harvard mouth extend me some f***ing courtesy. You gotta ask me nicely.

Galloway: It's my opinion that if this case is handled in the same slick-a**, Persian bazaar, fast food manner with which you seem to handle everything else, it's my opinion that something would be missed. And I wouldn't be doing my job if I let Dawson and Downey spent any more time in prison than absolutely necessary because their lawyer had predetermined the path of least resistance.
Kaffee: Wow... I'm sexually aroused, Commander.

Kaffee: Colonel Jessup, did you order the Code Red?
Sam: Listen, I...
Kaffee: AAAAA. I'm sorry, you're time's run out, what do we have for the losers judge? Well for our defendants, it's a lifetime in exotic Fort Leavenworth. And for defense counsel Kaffee... that's right... it's a court martial! Yes, Johnny! After falsely accusing a highly decorated marine officer of conspiracy and perjury, Lieutenant Kaffee will have a long and prosperous career teaching typewriter maintenance at the Rocko Club School for Women. Thank you for playing "should or should we not, follow the advice of the galactically stupid?"

Jessup: So how is your dad, Danny?
Kaffee: He passed away seven years ago, sir.
Col. Jessup: Don't I feel like the f***ing a**h***?
Kaffee: Not at all sir.

Kaffee: Whoa! Hold it! We gotta take a boat?
Barnes: Yes, sir. To get to the other side of the bay.
Kaffee: Nobody said anything about a boat.
Barnes: Is there a problem, sir?
Kaffee: No, no problem. I'm just not that crazy about boats, that's all.
Galloway: Jesus Christ, Kaffee, you're in the Navy for crying out loud.

Jessup: What are we going to discuss next? My favorite color?!

Kaffee: I don't like flying because I'm afraid of crashing into a large mountain. I don't think Dramamine is going to help.
Sam: Try some oregano. I hear that works pretty good.

Kaffee: I figured since we were out of witnesses, I might as well drink a little.
Galloway: We can still win this.
Kaffee: Maybe you should drink a little.

Kaffee: Oh, I forgot. You were sick the day they taught law at law school.

Jessup: Son, we live in a world that has walls, and those walls have to be guarded by men with guns. Who's gonna do it? You? You, Lieutenant Weinberg? I have a greater responsibility than you can possibly fathom. You weep for Santiago and you curse the marines. You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what I know: that Santiago's death, while tragic, probably saved lives. And my existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, saves lives. You don't want the truth because, deep down in places you don't talk about at parties, you want me on that wall, you need me on that wall. We use words like honor, code, loyalty. We use these words as the backbone of a life spent defending something. You use them as a punch line. I have neither the time nor the inclination to explain myself to a man who rises and sleeps under the blanket of the very freedom that I provide and then questions the manner in which I provide it. I would rather you just said "thank you" and went on your way. Otherwise I suggest you pick up a weapon and stand at post. Either way, I don't give a d*** what you think you are entitled to!

Kaffee: Lt. Kendrick, may I call you John?
Kendrick: No, you may not.
Kaffee: Have I done something to offend you?
Kendrick: No, I like all you Navy boys. Every time we gotta go some place to fight, you fellas always give us a ride.

Jessup: Take caution in your tone, Commander. I'm a fair guy, but this f***ing heat is making me absolutely crazy.

Jessup: I run my unit how I run my unit. You want to investigate me, roll the dice and take your chances. I eat breakfast 300 yard from 4000 Cubans who are trained to kill me, so don't think for one second that you can come down here, flash a badge, and make me nervous.

Jessup: We follow orders son. We follow orders, or people die. It's that simple. Are we clear?

Jessup: You want answers?
Kaffee: I think I'm entitled.
Jessup: You want answers?
Kaffee: I want the truth!
Jessup: You can't handle the truth!





Field of Dreams (1989)

Ray: It's okay, honey. I... I was just talking to the cornfield.

Annie: Hey, what if the voice calls while you're gone?
Ray: Take a message.

Terence: I'm going to beat your head in with a crowbar until you go away!
Kinsella: You can't do that!
Terence: Oh no, there are no rules here. [Advances with crowbar]
Ray: But... but you're a pacifist!
Terence Mann: [Stops] Oh, s***.

Ray: Don't we need a catcher?
Shoeless Joe: Not if you get it near the plate we don't.

Terence: Peace, love, dope! Now get the hell out of here.

The Voice: If you build it, he will come.

Ray: This is my corn. You people are guests in my corn.

Terence: Oh my God!
Ray: What?
Terence: You're from the Sixties!

Shoeless Joe: Is this heaven?
Ray: No, it's Iowa.

Terence: People will come, Ray. They'll come to Iowa for reasons they can't even fathom. They'll turn up your driveway, not knowing for sure why they're doing it. They'll arrive at your door, innocent as children, longing for the past.

Terence Mann: The one constant through all the years, Ray, has been baseball. America has rolled by like an army of steamrollers. It's been erased like a blackboard, rebuilt, and erased again. But baseball has marked the time. This field, this game, is a part of our past, Ray. It reminds us of all that once was good, and that could be again. Oh people will come, Ray. People will most definitely come.





First Kid (1996)

Simms: Just be careful out there in cyberspace. Don't tell them anything.

Simms: I'll have a Harvey Wallbanger.
Woods: I'll have a Harvey Oswald.
Simms: What's the difference?
Woods: Oswald has three shots.

Linda Davenport: You're in high school now, and I expect you to act like it.
Luke: Then don't dress me in these dorky clothes.
Linda Davenport: You're not dressed in dorky clothes, you're in nice clothes. You look very handsome. You should consider yourself lucky.
Luke: I should consider myself dorky.





First Knight (1995)

Lancelot: You must not care whether you live or die.

Lancelot: Do you know how to win a sword fight?
John: How?
Lancelot: Be the only one with a sword!

Arthur: Lancelot, just a thought. A man who fears nothing is a man who loves nothing; and if you love nothing, what joy is there in your life? I may be wrong.

Lancelot: I dare not kiss so lovely a lady. I have but one heart to lose.

Malagant: What I offer you is freedom; freedom from Arthur's tyrannical dream; freedom from Arthur's tyrannical law; freedom from Arthur's tyrannical God.

Guinevere: If there is any honor in you, promise me never to do that again.
Lancelot: I don't know about honor. But I promise you, I won't kiss you again till you ask me to.

Arthur: I take the good with the bad. I can't love people in pieces.

Arthur: You risked your life for another. There is no greater love.

Malagant: Self-sacrifice is very easy. It's having to sacrifice someone you love that puts your convictions to the test.

Arthur: Only a fool wants what he can not have.

Arthur: There are laws that enslave men, and laws that set them free.

Arthur: May God grant us the wisdom to discover right, the will to choose it, and the strength to make it endure.

Arthur: This is the heart of Camelot, not these stones, not these timbers, these palaces and towers. Burn them all and Camelot lives on, because it lives in us. Camelot is a belief that we hold in our hearts.





A Fish Called Wanda (1988)

Otto: Don't call me stupid.
Wendy: Why on earth not?

Wanda: Let's make love.
Archie: Well, if you absolutely insist...

Archie: I used to box for Oxford.
Otto: I used to kill for the CIA.

Airline Employee: Aisle or window, smoking or non?
Otto: What was the part in the middle?

Wanda: The central message of Buddhism is not "every man for himself"!

Otto: I love watching your a** when you walk! Is that beautiful or what? Don't go near him, he's mine!

Otto: We did not lose Vietnam! It was a tie!

Wanda: I'll be right back, take your clothes off.

Otto: You pompous, stuck-up, snot-nosed, English, giant, twerp, scumbag, f***-face, dickhead, a**h***.
Archie: How very interesting. You're a true vulgarian, aren't you?
Otto: You are the vulgarian, you f***!

[Archie visits George, who is guarded by two policemen.]
Archie: We need to talk.
George: You tell those pigs to f*** off.
Archie: F*** off, pigs.

[Otto dangles Archie out a window.]
Archie: All right, all right, I apologize.
Otto: You're really sorry!

Archie: I'm really really sorry, I apologize unreservedly. Otto: You take it back!
Archie: I do, I offer a complete and utter retraction. The imputation was totally without basis in fact, and was in no way fair comment, and was motivated purely by malice, and I deeply regret any distress that my comments may have caused you, or your family, and I hereby undertake not to repeat any such slander at any time in the future.
Otto: OK.

Wanda: You just wanted to get me into bed.
Archie: I fell in love with you.
Wanda: How come you dumped me then.
Archie: I wasn't rich enough, remember.
Wanda: Say something in Russian.
Archie: No.

Otto: It's K-K-K-Ken c-c-c-coming to k-k-k-kill me!

Otto: Look, you obviously don't know anything about intelligence work, lady. It's an X-K-Red-27 technique.
Wendy: My father was in the Secret Service, Mr. Manfredjinsinjin, and I know perfectly well that you don't keep the general public informed when you are "debriefing KGB defectors in a safe house."

Otto: Well, would you like to know what you'd be without us, the good ol' U.S. of A. to protect you? I'll tell you. The smallest f***ing province in the Russian Empire, that's what. So don't call me stupid, lady. Just thank me!

Wanda: To call you stupid would be an insult to stupid people! I've known sheep who could outwit you. I've worn dresses with higher IQs, but you think you're an intellectual, don't you, ape?
Otto: Apes don't read philosophy.
Wanda: Yes they do, Otto, they just don't understand it!

Archie: You make me feel free!
Wanda: Free?
Archie: Wanda, do you have any idea what it's like being English? Being so correct all the time, being so stifled by this dread of, of doing the wrong thing, of saying to someone "Are you married?" and hearing "My wife left me this morning," or saying, uh, "Do you have children?" and being told they all burned to death on Wednesday. You see, Wanda, we'll all terrified of embarrassment. That's why we're so... dead. Most of my friends are dead, you know, we have these piles of corpses to dinner. But you're alive, God bless you, and I want to be, I'm so fed up with all this. I want to make love with you, Wanda. I'm a good lover - at least, used to be, back in the early 14th century. Can we go to bed?
Wanda: Yeah!

Archie: Your brother didn't bring you here this time, did he?
Wanda: No.
Archie: He's no idea?
Wanda: He doesn't have a clue.
Archie: What?
Wanda: He's so dumb...
Archie: Really?
Wanda: ...he thought that the Gettysburg Address was where Lincoln lived.

Wanda (to Otto): The London Undergound is not a political movement.

Ken: Otto tried to k-k-kiss me.





Flatliners (1990)

Nelson: Hello, I'm nice, he's nice, we're both f***ing lunatics. Can I come in, please?

Nelson: Today is a good day to die.

Nelson: You bring the equipment, I'll bring my balls.

Joe: I don't know. Not thinking about the past or the future. I don't know it's difficult to explain, maybe impossible.

David: Yeah, dying is quite that way.

[Last Line]
Nelson: It wasn't such a good day to die.

Randy: I did not come to medical school to murder my classmates, no matter how deranged they might be!





Fools Rush In (1997)

[Hands her a glass of water]
Alex: How've you been?
Isabel: Pregnant.
[Alex takes the glass of water and drinks all of it.]

Alex: You are everything I never knew I always wanted.

Isabel: Whatever you do, don't tell them I picked you up outside a restroom.

Alex: They're great. I had no idea that families talked at dinner.





For the Boys (1991)

Dixie: Mind if I smoke?
Eddie: I don't care if you burn.
Dixie: What a prince.

[On stage during a power outage.]
Dixie: Well... alone in the dark with thousands of men. There is a God after all!

Dixie: [Appearing on stage late] So sorry. [British accent] A little trouble over the channel you know, old pip. We were half way across Belgium when we ran out of... gas, I believe you call it.
Eddie: You don't look like you could ever run out of gas.
Dixie: Are you trying to get into my flak suit, honey?
Eddie: I'm just trying to debrief you. So a plane without gas. What did you do? You know to keep up morale and all of that.
Dixie: Well, my co-pilot... lovely young boy but nervous, terrified, scared out of his wits. I told him, "This one's going to take a long... hard... pull." So I did! For two hours!
Eddie: Two hours alone with you? That boy deserves a purple heart.
Dixie: Well, it was purple, alright, but I don't think it was his heart!

Dixie: I want you to stop filling Danny's head with garbage. Like life's a big party and everything comes easy. Why don't you share your wisdom with your daughters?
Eddie: Because my wisdom is suited to a son.
Dixie: Oh, don't break my heart! And all that stuff about girls.
Eddie: What's wrong with that? I wish I had had someone around to tell me how to touch them, how to talk to them, how to jack off! [Dixie gasps] Who's gonna tell him all that stuff, his mother? Why don't you just put a dress on him and be done with it?!
Dixie: I would, but you'd probably make a pass at him!





Forget Paris (1995)

Andy: Marriages don't work when one partner is happy and the other is miserable. They only work when both are miserable.

Mickey: I was thinking of doing some sightseeing.
Ellen: Sightseeing? In Paris?
Mickey: Sure. You got any stuff here?
Ellen: Yeah, we got some stuff. Want to see the Eiffel Tower?
Mickey: The Eiffel Tower?! That's here?!

Liz: We were faxing each other's brains out.

Mickey: We were great in Paris.
Ellen: Forget Paris!
Mickey: Forget Paris? How do you forget the best week in your life?
Ellen: Maybe that's just all we were---just a great week.





Forrest Gump (1994)

Forrest: Her dream had come true. She was a folk singer.

Forrest: When I was in China on the All-American Ping Pong team, I just loved playing ping-pong with my Flexolite ping pong paddle.

Forrest: Mama says they was magic shoes. They could take me anywhere.

Lt. Dan: Have you found God yet, Gump?
Forrest: I didn't know I was supposed to be looking for him.

Forrest: Lieutenant Dan, what are you doing here?
Lt. Dan: I'm here to try out my sea legs.
Forrest: But you ain't got no legs, Lieutenant Dan.

Jenny: Do you think I could fly off this bridge, Forrest?
Forrest: What do you mean , Jenny?
Jenny: Nothing.

Forrest: Mama always said life was like a box a chocolates, never know what you're gonna get.

Drill Sergeant: Gump! Why did you put that weapon together so quickly, Gump?
Forrest: You told me to, Drill Sergeant.

Bubba: Anyway, like I was sayin', shrimp is the fruit of the sea. You can barbecue it, boil it, broil it, bake it, sautee it. Dey's uh, shrimp-kabobs, shrimp creole, shrimp gumbo. Pan fried, deep fried, stir-fried. There's pineapple shrimp, lemon shrimp, coconut shrimp, pepper shrimp, shrimp soup, shrimp stew, shrimp salad, shrimp and potatoes, shrimp burger, shrimp sandwich. That- that's about it.

Bubba: Have you ever been on a real shrimping boat?
Forrest: No, but I've been on a real big boat.

Forrest: Now you wouldn't believe me if I told you, but I could run like the wind blows. From that day on, if I was ever going somewhere, I was running!!

[Repeated line]
Forrest: Stupid is as stupid does.

Forrest: Sometimes, there just aren't enough rocks.

Drill Sergeant: Gump! What's your sole purpose in this army?
Forrest: To do whatever you tell me, drill sergeant!
Drill Sergeant: G** d*** it, Gump! You're a G** d*** genius! This is the most outstanding answer I have ever heard. You must have a G**d*** I.Q. of 160. You are G**d*** gifted, Private Gump.

Fat Man at Bench: It was a bullet, wasn't it?
Forrest: A bullet?
Fat Man at Bench: That jumped up and bit you.
Forrest: Oh, yes sir. Bit me right in the buttocks. They said it was a million dollar wound, but the army must keep that money 'cause I still haven't seen a nickel of that million dollars.

Forrest: I'm sorry I had to fight in the middle of your Black Panther party.

Bubba: My given name is Benjamin Buford Blue, but people call me Bubba. Just like one of them ol' redneck boys. Can you believe that?
Forrest: My name's Forrest Gump. People call me Forrest Gump.

Forrest: I'm not a smart man, but I know what love is.

[Repeated line]
Forrest: We were like peas and carrots, Jenny and I.

Forrest: I'm sorry for ruining your party, Lieutenant Dan. She tasted of cigarettes.

Forrest: What's his name?
Jenny: Forrest. I named him after his daddy.
Forrest: He's got a daddy named Forrest just like me?
Jenny: Forrest, you are his daddy.





Four Weddings and a Funeral (1994)

Charles: Any idea who the girl in the black hat is?
Fiona: The name's Carrie.
Charles: Pretty.
Fiona: American.
Charles: Interesting.
Fiona: Slut.
Charles: Really?
Fiona: Used to work at Vogue. Lives in America now. Only gets out with very glamorous people. Quite out of your league.
Charles: Well, that's a relief. Thanks.

Tom: Splendid, I thought. What did you think?
Bernard: I, thought, splendid! What did you think?
Tom: Splendid, I thought.

[Charles comes running after Carrie]
Charles: Ehm, look. Sorry, sorry. I just, ehm, well, this is a very stupid question and..., particularly in view of our recent shopping excursion, but I just wondered, by any chance, ehm, eh, I mean obviously not because I guess I've only slept with 9 people, but-but I-I just wondered... ehh. I really feel, ehh, in short, to recap it slightly in a clearer version, eh, the words of David Cassidy in fact, eh, while he was still with the Partridge family, eh, "I think I love you," and eh, I-I just wondered by any chance you wouldn't like to... Eh... Eh... No, no, no of course not... I'm an idiot, he's not... Excellent, excellent, fantastic, eh, I was gonna say lovely to see you, sorry to disturb... Better get on...
Carrie: That was very romantic.
Charles: Well, I thought it over a lot, you know, I wanted to get it just right.

Charles: How do you do, my name is Charles.
Old man: Don't be ridiculous, Charles died 20 years ago!
Charles: Must be a different Charles, I think.
Old man: Are you telling me I don't know my own brother!
Charles: No, no.

Charles: All these weddings, all these years, all that blasted salmon and champagne and here I am on my own wedding day, and I'm... eh... em... eh... still thinking.
Matthew: Well, can I ask about what?
Charles: No... no... I think, best not.

Matthew: Gareth used to prefer funerals to weddings; he said it was easier to get enthusiastic about a ceremony one had an outside chance of eventually being involved in. In order to prepare this speech I rang a few people to get a general picture of how Gareth was regarded by those who met him. "Fat" seems to have been a word people most connected with him. "Terribly rude" also rang a lot of bells. So "very fat" and "very rude" seems to have been the stranger's viewpoint. On the other hand, some of you have been kind enough to ring me to let me know that you loved him, which I know he would have been thrilled to hear. You remember his fabulous hospitality and his strange experimental cooking. The recipe for "Duck a la Banana" fortunately goes with him to his grave. Most of all, you tell me of his enormous capacity for joy, and when joyful... when joyful, for highly vocal drunkenness; but I hope "joyful" is how you will remember him. Not stuck in a box in a church! Pick your favourite of his waistcoats and remember him that way! The most splendid, replete, big-hearted... weak-hearted, as it turned out... and jolly bugger that most of us ever met! As for me, you may ask how I will remember him; what I thought of him. Unfortunately, there I run out of words.

Charles: Do you think there really are people who can just go up and say, "Hi, babe. Name's Charles. This is your lucky night"?
Matthew: Well, if there are, they're not English.

Angus: Ignore her. She's drunk. At least I hope she is. Otherwise I'm in real trouble.

Charles: Marriage is just a way of getting out of an embarrassing pause in conversation.
Gareth: The definitive icebreaker.

Charles: Why am I always at, uh, weddings, and never actually getting married, now?
Matthew: It's probably 'cause you're a bit scruffy. Or it could also be 'cause you haven't met the right girl.
Charles: Ah, but you see, is that it? Maybe I have met the right girls. Maybe I meet the right girls all the time. Maybe it's me.

Tom: I always just hoped that, that I'd meet some nice friendly girl, like the look of her, hope the look of me didn't make her physically sick, then pop the question and, um, settle down and be happy. It worked for my parents. Well, apart from the divorce and all that.

Tom: The great advantage of having a reputation for being stupid: People are less suspicious of you.





French Kiss (1995)

Charlie: My whole life is passing before my eyes, and we don't even have children yet.

Kate: Spasm! Spasm! Oh, God, here it comes... lactose intolerence!

Kate: Do you speak English?
Concierge: Of course, Madam. This is the George Cinq, not some backpacker's hovel.

Kate: Why weren't you the one, Charlie? The one who turned on this big shiny Kate-light that burns so bright?

Kate: Did you know there are 452 official kinds of cheese in this country, isn't that amazing? To find 452 ways to classify what is essentially a bacterial process? Don't you think that's amazing?
Luc: You would prefer one kind of cheese? One cheeseburger to put it on? One restaurant to eat it in?
Kate: I'm saying I *like* the cheese. God!

Luc: For me, bulls*** is like breathing.

Luc: [in French] I love the sea, so beautiful, so mysterious... so full of fish.

Luc: Now we'll practice. I'll be Charlie.
Kate: I'll be Kate.

Luc: I am thinking, I want you.
Kate: You want me?
Luc: That's all. I want you.

Luc: I was born here.
Kate: But this is so beautiful, so charming.
Luc: Yes, it was too beautiful. I had to leave.

Kate: A healthy person is someone who expresses what they feel - express, not repress.
Luc: In that case, you must be one of the healthiest people alive.

Kate: You lost your birthright in one hand of poker?
Luc: I'm an a**h***. What can I say?

Kate: Of course you know him. All you b******s know each other.

Kate: So who is this guy who stole my bags?
Luc: Bub.
Kate: Bub?
Luc: Bub. Like Bub Dylan?

Luc: Meanwhile, his lover -
Kate: Don't ever use that word again.
Luc: All right, this b****** woman...

Kate: Do you believe in love? The kind that lasts forever?
Luc: I loved my mother.

Kate: Do you think you could urinate with someone standing behind you?
Con-man: I think I could manage it. Are you going to be the someone?

Kate: Those French! They hate us, they smoke, they have a whole relationship with dairy products I don't understand.

Charlie: I met this woman, this apparition, this goddesse
Kate: Goddesse?
Charlie: It's French - for goddess.

Kate singing: I hate Paris. Oh why oh why do I hate Paris? Because my love is there... with his SLUT girlfriend.

Kate: I get around as nature intended: in a car.

Charlie: What does he do?
Kate: Besides what we do together? I don't think he does anything at all... huh.

Kate: Happy - smile. Sad - frown. Use the corresponding face for the corresponding emotion.

Kate: Fester, fester, fester. Rot, rot, rot.





Fried Green Tomatoes (1991)

Ninny: I found out what the secret to life is: friends. Best friends.

Ruth: Momma always said there was a separate God for children.





The Fugitive (1993)

Sheriff Rollins: Okay boys, gather around here and listen up. We're shuttin' it down, Wyatt Earp's here to mop up.
Gerard: That's funny. "Wyatt Earp."

Biggs: If they can dye the river green today, why can't they dye it blue the other 364 days of the year?

Bones: What ever happened with that thing about your wife?
Kimble: It's not over.

Gerard: Listen up, ladies and gentlemen. Our fugitive has been on the run for 90 minutes. Average foot speed over uneven ground barring injuries is four miles per hour; that gives us a radius of six miles. What I want out of each and every one of you is a hard target search of every gas station, residence, warehouse, farmhouse, henhouse, outhouse and doghouse in that area. Checkpoints go up at fifteen miles. Your fugitive's name is Dr. Richard Kimble. Go get him.

Gerard: What are you doing?
Newman: I'm thinking.
Gerard: Well, think me up a cup of coffee and a chocolate doughnut with some of those little sprinkles on top, will you?

Cosmo: When I die, I'm gonna come back just like you.
Gerard: Oh, you mean happy and handsome?

Female Cop: Care to revise your statement, sir?
Prison Guard: What?
Gerard: Do you want to change your bulls*** story, sir?

Gerard: I want a whole bunch of phone taps. You tell him I'll call him up later and tell on whom - IF I'm in a good mood.

Gerard: Let that be a lesson to you, boys and girls. Don't ever argue with the big dog, because the big dog is always right.

Kimble: I didn't kill my wife!
Gerard: I don't care!

Detective Kelly: We were just informed by the U.S. Marshal's Office that Doctor Richard Kimble is alive and well and living in the city of Chicago. Now you all know in what high regard I hold the scumbag. So I am personally donating a bottle of twelve-year-old Scotch to whoever puts the collar on this quack.

Gerard: Doctor Nichols, you really want to help him? You really want to be his friend? Then you will help us to bring him in unharmed.
Nichols: So you can send him back to prison? Tsk, tsk, tsk. If you're looking for help, you've come to the wrong man. Richard is innocent. And you'll never find him. He's too smart.
Gerard: What about us? Aren't we smart? Yes, we're smart! I mean, how smart can he be? Is he as smart as you?
Nichols: Smarter.

Kimble: I thought you didn't care?
Gerard: I don't! [laughs] Don't tell anybody, OK?





The Full Monty (1997)

Dave: Anti-wrinkle cream there may be, but anti-fat-bastard cream there is not.

Gerald: He's fat, you're thin, and you're both f***ing ugly.

Horse: No one said anything to me about the full monty!

Gaz: Folks don't laugh when you have a grand in your back pocket.

Gaz: Y' know, Dave, it's a thought...
Gerald: Ha! I could just see Little and Large prancing around Sheffield with their widges hanging out. Now that *would* be worth 10 quid...
Gaz: Don't be so bloody daft. We were just saying...
Gerald: Widges on parade! Bring your own microscope!



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