The Mummy: Tomb of the Dragon Emperor (2008)

A New Evil Awakens....


The blockbuster global "Mummy" franchise takes a spellbinding turn as the action shifts to Asia for the next chapter in the adventure series, "The Mummy: Tomb of the Dragon Emperor." Brendan Fraser returns as explorer Rick O'Connell to combat the resurrected Han Emperor (Jet Li) in an epic that races from the catacombs of ancient China high into the frigid Himalayas. Rick is joined in this all-new adventure by son Alex (newcomer Luke Ford), wife Evelyn (Maria Bello) and her brother, Jonathan (John Hannah). And this time, the O'Connells must stop a mummy awoken from a 2,000-year-old curse who threatens to plunge the world into his merciless, unending service.

Doomed by a double-crossing sorceress (Michelle Yeoh) to spend eternity in suspended animation, China's ruthless Dragon Emperor and his 10,000 warriors have lain forgotten for eons, entombed in clay as a vast, silent terra cotta army. But when dashing adventurer Alex O'Connell is tricked into awakening the ruler from eternal slumber, the reckless young archaeologist must seek the help of the only people who know more than he does about taking down the undead: his parents.

As the monarch roars back to life, our heroes find his quest for world domination has only intensified over the millennia. Striding the Far East with unimaginable supernatural powers, the Emperor Mummy will rouse his legion as an unstoppable, otherworldly force...unless the O'Connells can stop him first.
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Evelyn O'Connell: [speaking of Rick fishing] At least you've got a hobby that doesn't involve guns.
[takes a bite of the fish]

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Mad Dog Maguire: [seeing a dragon flying below them] Rick, should I give up drinking?
Rick O'Connell: No.

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Rick O'Connell: I. Really. Hate. Mummies.
Evelyn O'Connell: I think the feeling is mutual.

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Jonathan Carnahan: Ah! My ass is on fire! My ass is on fire! Spank my ass. Spank my ass!

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Evelyn O'Connell: What is that god awful smell?
Jonathan Carnahan: [covered in puke] The Yak yakked.

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Jonathan Carnahan: You three-headed shape-shifting son-of-a-bitch.

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Jonathan Carnahan: Die you mummy bastards. Die.
Mad Dog Maguire: There is no call for bad language.

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Rick O'Connell: I've put down more mummies in my time.
Alex O'Connell: [scoffs] *One* mummy.
Rick O'Connell: Same mummy. *Twice*!

Wrong Turn 2: Dead End

In the Forest, Only They Can Hear You Scream...

In Greenbrier Back Country, West Virginia, the retired military Dale Murphy is hosting a tough survivor show where the winner takes US$ 100,000.00. The proposal of the reality show is to survive in the woods in the most adverse conditions, following predetermined rules. Soon the contestants find that they are really fighting to survive against a strong, sadistic and violent cannibalistic family with the appearance of monsters. Further, Colonel Dale discloses that many years ago, an abandoned pulp mill released chemical waste into the creek, killing the animals and transforming the descendants of a local family in deformed mutants. Without animals to hunt or fish to catch, the next generation chases travelers to feed themselves
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Elena: Aww shit, okay whats the next challenge?

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M: Uhh, can we keep this between us? Mara's sort of "the one".
Elena: Whatever. I'm just going to stay here and tan.
M: Cool.
Elena: Oh M! Tell Mara I said hi.

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Nina Papas: What I saw... WAS REAL!

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Jonesy: Okay, from now on, you'll be the uptight lesbian sister I never had. Deal?

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Amber: You dont get it, do you? I'm not into men!
Jonesy: Whoa... you're a LESBIAN? How hot is that?

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Jonesy: Shit Ghost!

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Dale Murphy: Say hello to the missus from me.

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Dale Murphy: [pointing a gun at the old timer] You so much as fart old man, and you're dead.

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Amber: So, where are M and Elena?
Jake: Down by the lake, filming the "X" rated version of the show.
Jonesy: Yeah, alright, I'm gonna see you guys later!
[he gets up to leave, then holds his stomach, and groans]
Jonesy: Ooh, god. I'm so stuffed, sex is gonna have to wait!
[farts]
Jonesy: Shit ghost!

Wrong Turn (2003/I)

It's the last one you'll ever take...

Chris Flynn is driving his car for a job interview in another city. However, an accident with a trunk transporting chemical products blocks the highway and Chris looks for an alternative route through the mountains of West Virginia to accomplish his schedule. Due to a lack of attention, he crashes another car parked in the middle of the road with flat tires. Chris meets a group of five friends, who intended to camp in the forest, and they decide to leave the couple Francine and Evan on the place, while Chris, Jessie, Carly and her fiancé Scott tries to find some help. They find a weird cabin in the middle of nowhere, where three violent cannibalistic mountain men with the appearance of monsters live. The two couples try to escape from the mountain men while chased by them.



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Carly: I think if you ever want to get in my pants again...
Scott: Affirmative.
Carly: ...this is the last time you use the "e" word. Okay?

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Chris: Thank you, take care.
Old Man: You're the one who's gonna need to take care.

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Chris: Your phone isn't working sir, do you have another I could use?
Old Man: Long distance?
Chris: Uhm... what isn't long distance from here?
Old Man: You cuttin' wise with me, son?
Chris: No sir, it's just... I'm running behind and I really need to make a call.
Old Man: Well that there's my only phone.
Chris: Right. The highway's jammed up pretty bad, do you know of another route heading south?
Old Man: Nope.
Chris: [consults a map on the wall] Say, why's this Bear Mountain Road a dotted line?
Old Man: Dirt.
Chris: Dirt road?
Old Man: Bet they ain't even got around to paving it yet.
Chris: Looks like it runs into the highway about fifteen, twenty miles. Is that right?
Old Man: If you say so.
Chris: Thank you very much sir, you take care.
[Chris gets in his car, and drives off]
Old Man: You're the one who's gonna need to take care.

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Jessie: Hey what's your name?
Chris: Chris Flynn
Jessie: You hurt Chris Flynn?
Chris: No I'm fine,
Jessie: Good
[throws a bag at Chris]
Jessie: cause you're the mule.

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[Scott pretends to fall]
Carly: That is not funny.
Scott: Look's who scared now... sorry
Carly: Whatever, just get me to a motel room, run me a very hot bath and be prepared to provide me with a lot of orgasms.
[Jessie and Chris start laughing]
Chris: I think they need to be alone.

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Jessie: Woah wait guys, this road isn't on here.
[Points to map]
Carly: That's because we don't have the redneck world atlas.

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Chris: Let's make this quick.
Scott: Actually, maybe we should keep walking.
Carly: What, the next house is gonna have a white picket fence?
Scott: If there is a next house.

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Scott: Okay, who lives here?
Carly: I don't know, but can you help me find the bathroom?
Scott: Baby, I think this is the bathroom.

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Chris: [pulling over a branch] Can you hold this?
Jessie: Why?
Chris: 'cause we're gonna knock this fucker outta the tree!

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Evan: I can't believe they called us stoners.

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Evan: You know, we should've just taken her to New York.
Francine: No, you know how she loves this outdoors stuff.
Evan: Yeah. If you ask me, though, nature sucks.
Francine: Well, the next time she gets dumped we'll take her to New York.

A Mighty Heart (2007)

It was an event that shocked the world. This is the story you haven't heard...

Daniel Pearl was born of Jewish parents. His grandfather has a street named after him in Israel (Chaim Pearl St.). He fell in love with Cuban-American, Marianne, and both got married. One the places they chose for their honeymoon was Mumbai, India. Both worked as Journalists with the Wall Street Journal. They were amongst the thousands of reporters who headed to Afghanistan after September 11, 2001. After spending considerable time there, they then went to Pakistan, with a visibly pregnant Marianne, the country that on one hand was allied with the U.S. for it's 'war against terrorism', and on the other hand was responsible for the creation of Taliban and hosting training camps for Al Qaeda. The two hook-up with fellow-journalist Asra Nomani of Indian descent. When Daniel goes off to interview Sheikh Gilani and does not return nor answer his cell phone, a frantic Marianne asks for assistance, which comes forth initially in the shape and form of Pakistan's CID Chief Javed Habib, followed by FBI, and American embassy personnel. What results is media frenzy, the locals blaming the Mosaad for the September 11 attacks, as nearly 4000 Jews did not show up for work that day; that Daniel was CIA/Mosaad Agent, and that Asra was an Indian spy. The Pakistani Interior Minister went on record to criticize Daniel for probing into unknown territory, not keeping his Jewish background secret, and blaming his disappearance on Indian spies, while the western media quickly announced his death even though the deceased was an Iranian student. Watch what happens when investigations lead to the discovery of a camcorder which may provide the last and perhaps the only clue to the whereabouts of this missing journalist.

Cargo ( 2006 )

The secret will never leave the ship

A young backpacker gets into some trouble in Africa and stows away on a cargo ship heading to Europe..

The Hills Have Eyes II (2007)

Last year the lucky ones died first. On march 23rd the lucky ones die fast.

A team of trainees of the National Guard brings supply to the New Mexico Desert for a group of soldiers and scientists that are installing a monitoring system in Sector 16. They do not find anybody in the camp, and they receive a blurred distress signal from the hills. Their sergeant gathers a rescue team, and they are attacked and trapped by deformed cannibals, having to fight to survive..

PFC Amber Johnson: [In response to Napoleon screaming after running out of the lavatory] What's Wrong?
PFC "Napoleon" Napoli: There's A hand in the shitter!

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PFC "Missy": You know one advantage of being dead? Not having to listen to your bullshit.

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PFC Delmar: I'm not sure God knows anything about this place

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PFC Delmar: [Last Lines] Crank don't freak out... don't freak out... don't freak out!

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Hades: [Repeated Line] DIE!

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PFC "Crank": [Last Line] OHH FUCK!

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Redding: [Last Line] There is one way off!

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Sgt. Jeffrey "Sarge" Millstone: [after Napoli complains that the president has lied] So what? That's what they do! No president has told the truth since Truman and he said 'The Buck Stops Here'

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PFC "Napoleon" Napoli: [in response to Amber enquiring about a scientist stuffed into a toilet cubical] I dunno... Shitman the barbarian?

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[first title card]
Title Card: Two years ago an American family crossing the desert took a wrong turn and drove deep into a military area known only as Sector 16. By dawn the next day, half the family had been slaughtered.

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[last title card]
Title Card: Sector 16 is still not acknowledged to exist.

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PFC Delmar: Killing is easy... that's why it's so dangerous.

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PFC "Napoleon" Napoli: Dead is never better.

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PFC Mickey Elrod: My leg's asleep.
PFC "Crank": Ha. You're DICK'S asleep!
PFC Mickey Elrod: Wanna wake it up?

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Sgt. Jeffrey "Sarge" Millstone: A stunning display of individual and group stupidity. Seventeen civilians killed and yourselves. I'm in fucking awe.

The Hills Have Eyes (2006)

The lucky ones die first...

While traveling in a trailer to California through the New Mexico Desert, a family is misled to a shortcut going to nowhere by the owner of an isolated gas station and wrecks the car in a rock. Along the night and on the next day, they are attacked by a group of deformed cannibals, fruit of the atmospheric nuclear tests conducted by USA from 1945 to 1962 in that spot. Absolutely trapped by the psychotics, they have to fight to survive.
Small Deformed Child: Mister, will you play with us?

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Big Brain: Kill the baby.

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Big Brain: It's breakfast time!

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Doug Bukowski: Bobby, where are you going?
Bobby Carter: Fucking kill those motherfuckers!

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Doug Bukowski: [while searching for baby Katherine, Doug encounters Big Brains] Where's my daughter?
Big Brain: Big Brains:
Big Brain: [wheezing]
Big Brain: I don't know where she is, I never leave this place. Your people asked our families to leave the towns, and you destroyed our homes. We went into the mines, you set off your bombs, and turned everything to ashes. You made us what we've become. Boom! Boom! Boom!
Big Brain: [Laughs]
Doug Bukowski: What's so Funny?
Big Brain: It's breakfast time!
[Suddenly Pluto breaks through the door with an axe and swings it at Doug]

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Doug Bukowski: 97% of nation wide service, and we get stuck in the 3%.

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Bobby Carter: Can you hand me a twinkie?

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Brenda Carter: [Papa Jupiter has just been impaled in an explosion, but he is not fully dead. Brenda comes charging out of nowhere with a pick-axe and slams it into the mutants head - killing him] Fucker!

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Big Bob: Bobby, leave Doug alone. He's a democrat. He doesn't believe in guns.

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Doug Bukowski: Give me back my baby!

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Lizard: [Pluto is raping Brenda. Lizard comes over to him and starts beating him] You gotta be a man to do that!

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Lynn: Hey B.
Brenda Carter: Hey.
Lynn: How you holding up?
Brenda Carter: I am thrilled.
Lynn: [laughing] Yea. This is a total drag.
Brenda Carter: Yea, well, you know, I really don't care what they say. Next year, I am going to Cancun with my friends. Not going on any more of these little family trips.
Lynn: Well, we're not not gonna have many more of them, you know? And if you want to go to Cancun, you know you're gonna have to get a job.
Brenda Carter: Oh, yea, what, you mean like your job?
Lynn: Brenda, I help Doug out at the store, okay?
Brenda Carter: Oh, yea...
Doug Bukowski: Honey? Can you bring me my jacket?
Brenda Carter: [Pretending to be Lynn] I'll be right there, honey.
Lynn: [gets up and walks away while flicking Brenda off]
Brenda Carter: [laughing]

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Ethel: [Doug and Big Bob are about to go and look for help] I think that we should pray before you go.
Brenda Carter: Oh mom!
Ethel: Brenda, is it really so much to ask?
Big Bob: Come on.
Brenda Carter: [sighs] Thank god no one's watching us.

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[first lines]
Gas Station Attendant: Ruby, is that you?

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[title card]
title card: Between 1945 and 1962 the United States conducted 331 atmospheric nuclear test. Today, the government still denies the genetic effects caused by the radioactive fallout...

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[last lines]
Brenda Carter: Come on, let's get out of here. Oh, my God. Look, Bobby.

Hancock (2008)

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44 Minutes: The North Hollywood Shoot-Out (2003)

The most intense shoot-out in LAPD history

On 28 February 1997, two men heavily armed with AK-47 try to heist the Bank of America of North Hollywood, but their plan fails and they are kept under siege by the LAPD. Along forty-four minutes, Los Angeles witnesses live on television one of the greatest shoot-out of the American history.


Henry Jones: Ramon, I want you to have this.
Ramon: What is it?
Henry Jones: It's a bible, Ramon
Ramon: What do you want me to do with a bible?
Henry Jones: I want you to read it, Ramon
Ramon: Which part?
Henry Jones: Whatever part speaks to you.

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Henry Jones: Luck is preparation meets opportunity.

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Donnie Anderson: Do you get scared? Yeah. You stay scared? Better not.

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Emil Matasareanu: Holy shit, there's a lot of them out there.
Larry Eugene Phillips Jr.: [Points to AK-47] We've got these.
Emil Matasareanu: Right, right.
Larry Eugene Phillips Jr.: They've got nothing but their little dicks in their hands...

The Holiday (2006)

Two women troubled with guy-problems swap homes in each other's countries, where they each meet a local guy and fall in love.

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Graham: Well, I cry all the time.
Amanda: You do not.
Graham: Yeah I do. More than any woman you've ever met.
Amanda: You don't have to be this nice.
Graham: It happens to be the truth.
Amanda: Really?
Graham: A good book, a great film, a birthday card, I weep.
Amanda: Shut up.
Graham: I'm a major weeper.

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Miles: Okay. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to kiss you twice... and then linger a long time on the second kiss.

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Graham: Please? Okay, I'll do it quickly.
[Olivia kisses him on cheek]
Graham: Oh, well, thank you for that.
Olivia: You're welcome.

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Graham: I'm a full-time dad. I'm a working parent. I'm a mother and a father. I'm a guy who reads parenting books and cookbooks before I go to sleep. I spend my weekends buying tutus. I'm learning to sew. I'm Mr. Napkin Head!

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Miles: Now let me ask you. Have you seen this?
Iris: Chariots of Fire. Loved it.
Miles: [doing an impression of the soundtrack] Such a great score by Vangelis. He took electronic scores to a new level. It was groundbreaking. I'm gonna test you on this later. Okay. Driving Miss Daisy. Hans. Very unexpected. Do you remember how great it was?
[doing impression of soundtrack]
Miles: Sassy! Love it. Is this a bad game?
Iris: No.
Miles: Okay.
Iris: Keep going.
Miles: Sometimes I get self-conscious about my...
[interrupts himself by singing Gone with the Wind soundtrack]
Miles: [singing] Are you embarrassed by this game I've started to play?
[Stopped singing]
Miles: Okay. It's not a library. I can go loud.
[grabs Jaws]
Miles: BA-BAM! Two notes and you've got a villain. I don't know what to say about it. Totally brill.
[the graduate. Singing soundtrack]
Miles: I bet you didn't know that was all written for the movie. It was a score. Technically.
Iris: I did know that one.
Miles: Oh my God. Okay, this one? You have to check this out some time. The Mission. The score is genius. It just comes from a totally different place. It's like... I can't even... Just promise me you'll rent it and listen to it.
Iris: Renting.
Miles: Thank you. It changed my world.

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Miles: You with me, Simpkins?
Iris: Miles. You really are an incredibly decent man.
Miles: I know. It's always been my problem.

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Amanda: So now I'm just gonna kiss you for the millionth time and say 'Be seeing you'.
[They kiss each other gently]
Amanda: Be seeing you.

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Amanda: You know, I was just thinking why would I ever leave before New Year's Eve? That makes no sense at all. I mean, you didn't exactly ask me out... but you did say you loved me... so I'm thinking I've got a date. If you'll have me.
Graham: I have the girls New Year's Eve.
Amanda: Sounds perfect.

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Olivia: You look just like my Barbie.

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Amanda: [after finding out they didn’t have sex] We didn't? Why not?
Graham: Call me old fashioned, but I don't believe it to be appropriate to have sex with a woman who is unconcious.

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Iris: I'm having a Hannukah party.
Miles: Did you join a Temple since I last saw you?

Nim's Island (2008)

Be the hero of your own story.

Anything can happen on Nim's Island, a magical place ruled by a young girl's imagination. It is an existence that mirrors that of her favorite literary character, Alex Rover - the world's greatest adventurer. But Alexandra, the author of the Rover books, leads a reclusive life in the big city. When Nim's father goes missing from their island, a twist of fate brings her together with Alexandra. Now they must draw courage from their fictional hero, Alex Rover, and find strength in one another to conquer Nim's Island..
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Captain: What on earth are you doing?
Alex Rover: I'm just having a nervous breakdown!

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Nim Rusoe: [steam violently spurts out from volcano] Did I do that?

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Edmund's Mother: This is no place for games!
Edmund's Father: It's the perfect place for games!

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Jack: You got so much of your mother in you, you know that?
Nim Rusoe: That's a good thing, right?
Jack: Yeah, good. Sure. Unfortunately I could never win a fight with her, either.

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Nim Rusoe: Nobody invades my island and gets away with it.

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[last lines]
Nim Rusoe: The writer, and the scientist. That's how their story began. How it ends, exactly? Nobody knows.

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Jack: No parties while I'm gone!

Sin City (2005)

Hell of a way to end a partnership.

"Sin City" is four stories inter-weaved telling tales of corruption in Basin City. The first story (The Customer is always right) is short, and is based on the depression of women that they need to pay a man to feel loved when they commit suicide. The next story is Part 1 of "That Yellow Bastard" about a cop who needs to save a young girl from being raped. The third story (The Hard Goodbye) features a man taking revenge on a heartless killer who murdered his one-night stand. The fourth story (The Big, Fat Kill) stars a man who must dispatch a cop's body, but it will be a tough ride to do it. Following that are two conclusions to Sin City, the ending of "That Yellow Bastard" which is set 8 years later, and a short story that ends Sin City.

[while holding a razor to Jackie Boy's face]
Dwight: I'm Shellie's new boyfriend and I'm out of my mind. If you so much as talk to her or even think her name, I'll cut you in ways that'll make you useless to a woman.
Jack Rafferty: You're making a big mistake, man. A *big* mistake.
Dwight: You made a big mistake yourself... you didn't flush.

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Marv: I love hitmen. No matter what you do to them, you don't feel bad.

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[a grenade lands at his feet]
Dwight: And everything seemed to be going so well.

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[repeated line]
Dwight, Gail: Yeesh.

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Wendy: [to Marv] You can call me Goldie.

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Dwight: The Valkyrie at my side is shouting and laughing with the pure, hateful, bloodthirsty joy of the slaughter... and so am I.

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Marv: This is blood for blood and by the gallon. These are the old days, the bad days, the all-or-nothing days. They're back! There's no choice left. And I'm ready for war.

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Marv: It wasn't you losers who killed Goldie. The guy who did that knew what he was doing. Still, you got to have something to tell me. Like who it was who sent you.
[Marv pistol whips him]
Marv: [pause]
Marv: I don't hear you giving me any name, jerk. Guess when I shot you in the belly, I aimed a little too high.
[shoots him in the crotch]
Marv: You keep holding out on me like this, and I'm going to have to get really nasty.
Stan: It was Telly Stern passed me the order. Runs the tables over to the Triple Ace Club.

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Ronnie: Remember - we don't have to deliver every last inch of the man, Brian!
Brian: You're right, Ronnie - lend us your knife.

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Marv: Modern cars - they all look like electric shavers.

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Cardinal Roark: Kevin? Is that you?
Marv: [holding up Kevin's severed head] What's left of him, anyway. The dog ate the rest.

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Cardinal Roark: Will that bring you satisfaction, my son? Killing a helpless, old, fart?
Marv: Killing? No. No satisfaction. Everything up until the killing, will be a gas.

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Dwight: [narrating] Dozens of them. Armed to the teeth. I'm outnumbered. Outgunned. But the alley is crooked, dark, and very narrow. They can't surround me. Sometimes you can beat the odds with a careful choice of where to fight.
Dwight: [holding Jackie Boy's head over the group of mobsters with Becky and Gail in tow] You can have Old Town! I don't care... just gimme the woman!
[Jackie Boy's head 'talks' with tape over its mouth]
Dwight: Shut up.
Gail: Dwight... don't do this.
Becky: Hey, wait a minute, something's not right...
Schutz: SHUT UP! Or I'll plug ya.
Manute: Of course, Mr. McCarthy. A fair trade. She's all yours.
Manute: [the head and Gail are exchanged. The group raise their guns] Now, if you'll explain to me why we shouldn't blow both of you to pieces?
Gail: Dwight... what have you done?
Dwight: Exactly what I had to... every step of the way.
Becky: No! It isn't right! There wasn't no tape over his mouth! How come there's tape over his mouth?
[Dwight produces Brian's remote and the head detonates from a hidden grenade, knocking back a few of the gangsters]
Dwight: [narrating] Where to fight counts for a lot...
Manute: Cute trick, McCarthy... but it will do you no good...
Dwight: [continuing] But there's nothing like having your friends show up...
[We see a battalion of armed Old Town girls surround the alley]
Dwight: With lotsa guns...
Manute: NO! McCarthy, you SHIT!

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Marv: [Narrating, watching Kevin go downstairs] Heading down for a midnight snack... and I can guess what kind.

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Shellie: If you're gonna slug me, just go ahead and get it over with, you sick bastard.
Jack Rafferty: There you go, lying about me again in front of my friends. I have never hit a woman in my life.
[Jackie-Boy hits Shellie in the face]

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Dwight: He's got the drop on her!
Gail: He's got squat! He's dead. He's just too damn dumb to know it.

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Wendy: Kill em' for me Marv. Kill 'em good.
Marv: I won't let you down, Goldie.

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Yellow Bastard: Do you think I'm tired? You think I'm getting tired? You're the one who's gonna crack! You'll crack! You'll cry and beg! You'll Scream! Oh, yeah, you'll scream, you big, fat, ugly cow! You'll scream!
[leans in closer]
Yellow Bastard: You thinking the whip was the worse I could do? That was foreplay.
Nancy Callahan: Hartigan was right about you. You can't get it up unless I scream. You're pathetic! You're pathetic.
Yellow Bastard: It's not wise at all to make fun of me like that. It brings out the worst in me.
[raises knife]

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Shellie: I've done some dumb things.
Dwight: Seeing as how I'm one of those dumb things, I can't give you too hard a time on that, Shellie.

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[last lines]
The Salesman: [narrating] Turn the right corner in Sin City, and you can find anything...
The Salesman: Becky, care for a smoke?
Becky: [on cell phone] I love you too, mom.
The Salesman: [narrating, screen goes black] ... Anything.

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Marv: So, you were scared, weren't you Goldie? Somebody wanted you dead and you knew it. Well, I'm gonna find that son of a bitch that killed you, and I'm gonna give him the hard goodbye. Walk down the right back alley in Sin City, and you can find anything.

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[narration]
Marv: The night's as hot as hell. It's a lousy room in a lousy part of a lousy town - I'm staring at a goddess. She's telling me she wants me. I'm not going to waste one more minute wondering how I've gotten this lucky. She smells like angels ought to smell, the perfect woman... the Goddess. Goldie. She says her name is Goldie.

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Nancy, Age 11: They won't let me testify. I told the cops that you saved my life and they just acted like I was crazy. They talked my parents into keeping me away. They said that you done things that you didn't do. I told them that you saved me from that Roark creep, but they won't even check me out to see if I'm still a virgin. I'm still a virgin, still alive... thanks to you. They got it all backwards.
John Hartigan: Sometimes the truth doesn't matter like it ought. But you'll always remember things right. That's gonna mean a lot to me. But stay away, Nancy. They'll kill you if you don't stay away. Don't visit me. Don't write me. Don't even say my name.
Nancy, Age 11: Maybe you won't let me visit, but I'll still write to you, Hartigan. I'll sign my letters "Cordelia." That's the name of a really cool detective in books I read. I'll write to you every week... for forever.
John Hartigan: Sure, kid. Now run on home. It's not safe for you here.
[Nancy walks away]
John Hartigan: Bye, Nancy.
[Nancy turns around at the door]
Nancy, Age 11: I love you.

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Cardinal Roark: What the hell do you know...
Marv: I know it's pretty damn weird to eat people.

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[Dwight is driving to The Pits]
Jack Rafferty: ...sccaught you ssmokinggthere, bud.
Dwight: You shut the hell up, Jackie-Boy. You're dead. I'm just imagining this, so shut the hell up.
Jack Rafferty: ...Hntells you somethin 'bout your sstate a' mind don't it?... Ss'got you hearin things'got yer nerves shot. S'got you ssmoking... You know it's truuuuuuue nobody ever really quitsss... Smoker's a smoker when the chips're downn and your chips're down, pretty much
Dwight: I'm fine, you shut the hell up.
Jack Rafferty: Will ya look at thaat! Oooooh, those hookers let ya dowwnn hehehehe... What're you gonna do when ya run outta gas? Call Triple A? You ssucker for the babes, you... You ain't even gonna make itt to The Pitss.
Dwight: You shut the hell up... I'll make it.
Jack Rafferty: Not unless you keep your eyess on the road, sshugar-pie...
Jack Rafferty: [shouts] Watch it!
[Dwight swerves to miss an oncoming car. Jackie-Boy falls onto Dwight's arm, leaning on him]
Jack Rafferty: Ahh this is grrreatt, s'just like being in a buddy movie. Heheheheh...
Jack Rafferty: Shut Up!
[flings Jackie-Boy off of him]
Jack Rafferty: Hehehe
[cop on a motorcycle follows them]
Jack Rafferty: Oh, you're screwed. It's over.
[lights cigarette]
Jack Rafferty: You're flushed.
Dwight: This time I can't bring myself to tell him to shut up. Sure he's an asshole... Sure he's dead... Sure I'm just imagining that he's talking. None of that stops the bastard from being absolutely right. I don't have a chance in hell of outrunning this cop. Not in this heap. The only question left is whether I'm gonna kill him or not. Tough call. For all I know, he's an honest cop, regular guy. Working stiff with a mortgage, a wife and a pile of kids. My hand moves all on its own, sliding on of my guns to my lap and thumbing back the hammer. I don't know what to do...
Jack Rafferty: You better stopp, you're making him mad.
Dwight: ...Whatever you say...
[slams on the brakes, smashing Jackie-Boy's head into the dashboard]

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John Hartigan: An old man dies. A young girl lives. A fair trade. I love you, Nancy.

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Marv: I had to fight some cops.
Lucille: Oh, that's lovely. You didn't happen to kill any of them, did you?
Marv: Nah, I don't think so, but they know they been in a fight, that's for sure.

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Senator Roark: Tell anybody the truth and they're dead!

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Shellie: On a night like this everybody's looking for somebody stranger.

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John Hartigan: You're just a horny ex-con watching an exotic dancer.

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Shellie: Forget it, man, You can bang on that door *all* night if you want. There's no way in hell I'm letting you in.

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Shellie: Wish you would've dropped by earlier, Jackie Boy. Then you could've met my boyfriend, could've seen what a real man looks like.

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Gail: Those boys in that Chrysler are one mistake away from seeing what Miho can do, and she' been aching for some practice.
Dwight: She guides my glance upwards to the pixie person on the roof's edge. Deadly little Miho.

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Dwight: There's no use arguing with her, the ladies are their own enforcers.

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Shellie: You brought your whole pack with you? None of these losers got lives they gotta hang with you?

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Marv: I've been framed for murder and the cops are in on it. But the real enemy, the son of a bitch who killed the angel lying next to me, he's out there somewhere, out of sight, the big missing piece that'll give me the how and the why and a face and a name and a soul to send screaming into hell.

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Yellow Bastard: [on the phone] And it'd better be perfect or I'm gonna call my dad!

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Yellow Bastard: [to Hartigan] My dad - I'd love him if I didn't *hate* him! He spent a fortune hiring every expert on the planet to grow back that equipment you blew off between my legs! He succeeded, although, as you can see, there were side effects...

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Yellow Bastard: [referring to 19-year-old Nancy] A little old for my taste, but I can forgive that just this once!

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Wendy: [Marv has just easily shrugged off the ropes] You sat there and took it... when you could've taken my gun away from me any time you wanted to...
Marv: Sure, but I thought I might be able to talk some sense into you. And I probably would've had to paste you one getting the gun. And I don't hurt girls.

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Dwight: It wasn't "Stop." Shellie wasn't saying "Stop." If I had waited and listened to her, I would've known. I could've warned the girls to go easy. To settle for scaring them off. Shellie didn't say "Stop," she said "Cop." He's a *cop*. Detective Lieutenant Jack Rafferty. "Iron Jack" the papers call him. A goddamn *hero cop*.

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Marv: That's the thing with dames, sometimes all they gotta do is let it out and a few buckets later there's no way you'd know.

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John Hartigan: And after I pull off that miracle, maybe I'll go punch out God.

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Dwight: Get that gun out of my face, Gail.

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Marv: [at his own execution] Would you hurry it up? I haven't got all night.

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Dwight: My warrior woman. My Valkyrie. You'll always be mine, always and never. Never. The Fire, baby. It'll burn us both. It'll kill us both. There's no place in this world for our kind of fire. Always and never. If I have to die for you tonight, I will.

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Marv: I'll stare the bastard in the face as he screams to God, and I'll laugh harder when he whimpers like a baby. And when his eyes go dead, the hell I send him to will seem like heaven after what I've done to him.

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Brian: Want the head there, sweetheart? Come and get it!
[Dwight jumps into the sewer, guns blazing]
Brian: I coulda put a bullet in your ear just now, laddy, if I hadn't gone off and got me revolver all wet and useless.
[big explosion]
Brian: Better come clean with ya now, sweetheart. That was an outright lie I was giving ya about me revolver.

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Marv: I check the list. Rubber tubing, gas, saw, gloves, cuffs, razor wire, hatchet, Gladys, and my mitts.

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Dwight: Most people think Marv is crazy. He just had the rotten luck of being born in the wrong century. He'd be right at home on some ancient battlefield swinging an axe into somebody's face. Or in a Roman arena, taking his sword to other gladiators like him. They woulda tossed him girls like Nancy back then.

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[voiceover]
John Hartigan: I take away his weapon.
[shoots Junior's hand]
John Hartigan: [pauses] Both of them.
[shoots Junior's groin]

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Gail: [to the Oldtown Girls] We'll fight the cops, the mob, and anybody else who tries to move in on us. We'll go to war.
Dwight: Don't be stupid, Gail. Get me a car.
Gail: Who do you think you are? You got what you wanted out of us.
[Gail puts the gun to his face]
Gail: You got what you wanted out of me.
Dwight: If I don't make it back, you can have your war.
[Dwight and Gail kiss]
Dwight: [to Miho] Get me a hardtop with a decent engine and make sure it's got a big trunk.
[to Gail]
Dwight: I'll always love ya, baby.
Gail: Always and never.

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[repeated line]
Marv: That there is one damn fine coat you're wearin'.

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Marv: I know it's pretty damn weird to eat people.

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Priest: ...ask yourself if that corpse of a slut is worth dying for.
Marv: Worth dying for.
[shoots priest]
Marv: Worth killing for.
[shoots him again]
Marv: Worth going to hell for.
[shoots him again]
Marv: Amen.

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Dwight: [after asking Miho to put Jackie-Boy out of his misery] She doesn't quite chop his head off. She makes a Pez dispenser out of him.

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Dwight: [while being rescued from the Tar Pits] Miho. You're an angel. You're a saint. You're Mother Teresa. You're Elvis. You're God. And if you'd shown up about ten minutes earlier, we'd still have Jackie-Boy's head.

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Dwight: I tell little Miho what has to be done. Then I'll make the most important phone call in my life.

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Marv: [while exacting revenge on Kevin] He never screams. Even after the dog has its fill and his guts are hanging out, he never screams.

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John Hartigan: When it comes to reassuring a traumatized 19-year-old, I'm about as expert as a palsy victim doing brain surgery with a pipe wrench.

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John Hartigan: There's wrong, and there's wrong, and there's *this*.

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Stuka: [after getting shot with an arrow] Hey... Will ya look at that? It's right through me. Guys, look. It's cut a hole right through me.
Schutz: There's something wrapped around it. Some kind of note.
Manute: Give it to me.
Stuka: Guys, this is starting to really hurt. Just look at it. It's poked a hole right through me. Guys?
Manute: [reading the note] McCarthy, you fool.
Stuka: Guys, don't you think maybe somebody oughta call a doctor for me or something? This isn't the kind of thing you just ignore, guys.
Manute: Out back. Everyone. Bring the women.
Stuka: Guys?

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Marv: Wait a second. Why'd she call you Wendy?
Wendy: Because that's my name, you ape. Goldie was my sister. My twin sister.
Marv: I guess she was the nice one.

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Marv: [to Kevin] I got you now, ya little bastard. Let's see you hop around now.

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[Marv's last line]
Marv: Is that the best you can do, you pansies?

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Dwight: Deadly little Miho. She won't let you feel a thing unless she wants you to. She twists the blade. He feels it.

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John Hartigan: Aim careful, and look the devil in the eye.

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Jack Rafferty: Come on in the car, baby.
Becky: I'm sorry. I do the day shift and it's been a long day. Besides, I don't do group jobs.
Jack Rafferty: Come on in and we can just have a nice talk.
Becky: I don't do talk jobs either.

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[after Jackie-Boy's head explodes]
Manute: No, McCarthy, you shit!

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John Hartigan: Skinny little Nancy Callahan. She grew up. She filled out.

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Marv: I'm on my feet for about ten minutes before the cops kick them out from under me. They don't ask me any questions. They just keep knocking the crap out of me and waving a confession in my face. And I keep spitting blood all over it and laughing at how many fresh copies they come up with. Then along comes this worm assistant district attorney who turns the recorder off and says if I don't sign their confession, they'll kill my mom. I break his arm in three places and I sign it.

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Dwight: First, we gotta rescue Gail. Then comes the kill. The big, fat kill.

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John Hartigan: Nancy's car. Six miles from the farm. "Nobody but me can keep this heap running" she told me. Good girl. The car stalled out on that yellow bastard and you didn't tell him how to start it up again. You kept your mouth shut. I'll bet Junior was furious.

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Senator Roark: Power don't come from a badge or a gun. Power comes from lying. Lying big, and gettin' the whole damn world to play along with you. Once you got everybody agreeing with what they know in their hearts ain't true, you've got e'm by the balls.

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The Flying Scotsman (2006)

Hope made him a dreamer. Heart made him a hero.

The true story of the unlikely champion that inspired a nation.
The Flying Scotsman is a feature film based on the remarkable true story of Scottish cyclist Graeme Obree. In 1993, and as an unemployed amateur, Obree broke the world one-hour record on a bike of his own revolutionary design, which he constructed out of scrap metal and parts of a washing machine.

I LIKE THIS MOVIE MUCH...

The Game Plan (2007)

Joe Kingman had the perfect game plan to win the championship... but first, he has to tackle one little problem.

Top Boston Rebels football star, Quarterback Joe Kingman, has an unknown 8-year old daughter from a former marriage show up on his doorstep. This precocious youth, Madison Pettis, transforms his life from a egotistical, promiscuous bachelor to a loving father. Instead of decreasing his popularity, his daughter makes the athlete even more popular among fans and teammates. Joe Kingman admires Elvis Presley (The King) and fills his life with Elvis memorabilia and actions. Little Madison steers her Dad away from his exotic, blonde Russian girlfriend, Tatianna, towards her wholesome ballet teacher, Monique Vasquez. A turn of events ends with a happy ending for both the football and romance sides of this Disney family big-budget film

TV Sports Announcer: [announcing basketball game on TV] 3 seconds left. The shot is up...
TV Narrator: [Peyton switches channel] Welcome to the magical world of ponies!

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[repeated lines]
Peyton Kelly: Stupid is a mean word.
Kyle Cooper: No it isn't.
Peyton Kelly: Yes it is.
Kyle Cooper: No it isn't.
Peyton Kelly: Yes it is.

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Joe Kingman: You need to be a mom to do this stuff.
Monique Vasquez: I don't know about that. True mothers are smarter, kinder, and better at just about everything.

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Monique Vasquez: Fathers are the ones that pick you up and give you the courage to do stuff you never thought you could.

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Peyton Kelly: My mommy says Fanny's Burgers make kids fat and give you gas.

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Joe Kingman: Bostun Webels, experience the heat. Buston Webels, catch the magik. Buston Webels, catch... who wites this?

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Joe Kingman: I thought you were dead.
Karen Kelly: I can assure you I am NOT dead.

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Monique Vasquez: [to Joe] Ballerinas can jump just as high as you but when they come down they come down in plies, and then they stand pointe, and they stand like that for hours. If ballet was easy, it would be called football.

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Karen Kelly: How are things going there?
Peyton Kelly: Terrific, the food's not all that great, but my room is huge.

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Joe Kingman: What did you put in those cookies?
Peyton Kelly: Um, milk, flour, eggs, cinnamon.
Joe Kingman: Cinammon? I'm allergic to cinnamon!
Peyton Kelly: I'm sorry.
Joe Kingman: You're sowry? I'm talking like t'his and all you can say is you're sowry?
Peyton Kelly: I'm allergic to nuts.

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Joe Kingman: Peyton, I have an an answer for your question. After this game, win or lose, you're the best thing that's ever happened to me.

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Peyton Kelly: My mom says that she fell in love with you because you played guitar and you sounded like Elvis.
Joe Kingman: Really?
[Elvis voice]
Joe Kingman: Well what do you think?
Peyton Kelly: I think my mom was tone deaf and you sound more like an injured moose.

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[after Joe discovers he has a daughter]
Stella Peck: So there's no possible chance she's yours?
Joe Kingman: No! I mean, Sarah and I were seperated for a long time. The last time I saw her, she came over to get her things and...
[thinks for a few moments]
Joe Kingman: ... whose hungry? I'm hungry.

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Stella Peck: How long has it been since you ate one of your own Fanny's burgers?
[takes a bite]
Stella Peck: Chew long I'd say.

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Joe Kingman: You get into people's minds, JUST LIKE HER!
Peyton Kelly: Well at least I have a mind otherwise I'd be JUST LIKE YOU!

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Joe Kingman: You don't get abs like these eating peanut butter patties.

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Joe Kingman: My dad never let me have sugar.
Peyton Kelly: Is that why you never smile?

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Travis Sanders: Is Spike wearing a tutu?

The Forbidden Kingdom (2008)

The path is unsafe. The place is unknown. The journey is unbelievable!!!
An American teenager who is obsessed with Hong Kong cinema and kung-fu classics makes an extraordinary discovery in a Chinatown pawnshop: the legendary stick weapon of the Chinese sage and warrior, the Monkey King. With the lost relic in hand, the teenager unexpectedly finds himself traveling back to ancient China to join a crew of warriors from martial arts lore on a dangerous quest to free the imprisoned Monkey King.

QUOTES:

Jason Tripitikas: I can't understand you.
Lu Yan: That's because you're not listening!

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Jason Tripitikas: He needs wine. It's his elixir.
Medicine Monk: We will send a walking monk.
Lu Yan: Don't you have a running monk?

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The Silent Monk: But, he's not even Chinese.

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The Monkey King: You have freed me traveller, now go free yourself.

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Lu Yan: Don't tell me you consider it sinful to drink.
The Silent Monk: It's sinful if you don't share.

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Jason Tripitikas: I'll never forget you.
Lu Yan: I guess that's what being immortal truly means.

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Lu Yan: [the Silent Monk does a Praying Mantis stance] Praying Mantis! Very good... for catching bugs! But not Tiger!
[does a Tiger Stance]

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Golden Sparrow: [as she lies dying] Jade Warlord?
Jason Tripitikas: [tearfully] He's dead.
Golden Sparrow: I... I thank you.

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Jason Tripitikas: What do we do now?
Lu Yan: How good is your Kung-fu?
Jason Tripitikas: [puzzled look]
Lu Yan: He who speaks, does not Know; He who Knows, does not speak. Surely you're masterful.

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Golden Sparrow: She should have killed you, witch!
Ni Chang: Not if I kill you first, orphan bitch!

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Golden Sparrow: Come drink with me.

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Jason Tripitikas: You think you'll teach me the No Shadow Kick? Oh, and the Buddha Palm Technique. There's a guy in Virtua Fighter 2, who does the Buddha Palm Technique.
[Lu gives him a cup]
Jason Tripitikas: Thanks, Lu. And he does the Iron Elbow. And he does the One Finger Death Touch.
[the cup starts overflowing]
Jason Tripitikas: The cup's full. Stop! It's full!
Lu Yan: Exactly, how can you feel your cup if already full? How can you learn Kung Fu, you already know so much. No Shadow Kick, Buddha Palm! Empty your cup.
[Jason empties his cup]
Lu Yan: [looks at him in surprise] Hopeless. It is hopeless!

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Lu Yan: If one does not attach himself to people and desires, never shall his heart be broken. But then, does he ever truly live? I would rather die a mortal, who has a care for someone, than a man free from his own death.

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Jade Warlord: Martial art is based on deception, my friend.

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Lu Yan: [meets the Silent Monk for the first time] Ahh, good to get off my feet! Long day. So, where you from? Shangdong Province? You look like the Shangdong Province type. You come here often? That staff doesn't belong to you. You have to give it to me, or somebody might get hurt.

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Lu Yan: Jump!
Jason Tripitikas: [stops before leaping from a roof] I don't think so!
Lu Yan: Don't think, just do!

Beverly Hills Cop III (1994)

It's on!

He's back!

One night in Detroit, during a shoot-out at a chop shop, Detroit cop Axel Foley sees his boss, Inspector Douglas Todd, getting killed by a well dressed man. Using his last breath, Inspector Todd tells Axel to get the man who shot him, and Axel says that he will do that. Axel does some looking around, and finds the killer's vehicle at Wonder World, a theme park in Beverly Hills, California. In Beverly Hills, Axel is reunited with his friend Billy Rosewood, who tells Axel that John Taggart is now retired and living in Arizona. Billy is now the deputy director of operations for joint systems interdepartmental operational command (JSIOC). Billy also has a new partner named Jon Flint. Axel checks out Wonder World, which is owned by Dave "Uncle Dave" Thornton. At Wonder World, Axel rescues two kids who are stuck on a ride that broke down, and after this, Axel is taken to see the park's head of security, Ellis DeWald, and Axel recognizes DeWald as Inspector Todd's killer. Jon refuses to believe this, because DeWald is one of Jon's friends. Ellis runs a counterfeiting ring that uses the theme park as a front. Axel is also falling in love with Janice Perkins, who works at the park. When Dave gets shot by DeWald's men, Axel is accused of being the man who shot Dave. With the help of Billy and Jon, Axel sets out to prove his innocence and get revenge on DeWald.


QUOTES:

Axel: You got a fifty dollar bill?
Jon Flint: I got a wife and three kids. I haven't seen a fifty in twelve years.

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Axel: Get the fuck outta here.
Serge: No I cannot.

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Todd: Axel, you on a coffee break? Go get that son of a bitch.

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Axel: Hey.
Mrs. Todd: I understand that you were with him at the end.
Axel: Yeah, his last words were about you.
Mrs. Todd: That does not sound like my Douglas, Axel. Try again.
Axel: Actually his last words were 'Axel are you on a coffee break, go and get that son of a bitch.' Those were his last words.
Mrs. Todd: That sounds like my Douglas.
Axel: Yeah, sounds like a good idea, too.

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Axel: Boss, I cancelled the SWAT team.
Todd: You what? I wouldn't raid a church bingo game without SWAT.

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Axel: Billy, you got a fifty dollar bill?
Det. Sgt. William 'Billy' Rosewood: When do I get it back?
Axel: Man, gimme fifty dollars!

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Jon Flint: Look, isn't it just possible that you're mistaken, Foley? That Ellis Dewald just resembles Todd's killer?
Axel: I made the guy in Detroit. It was Dewald.
Jon Flint: I mean, Dewald is the head of the largest private police department in Southern California. I mean, he works with us! With the L.A.P.D. Hell, with the governor's office! Everybody loves him.
Det. Sgt. William 'Billy' Rosewood: He's even getting an award tonight from the National Association of Security Agencies.
Jon Flint: Axel, it's understandable that you're distraught and-and looking for justice, and not to mention revenge. But, isn't it just possible that you - that you want it so much, that you saw your killer in a man who bore a slight resemblance?
Det. Sgt. William 'Billy' Rosewood: Hell, we run into this all the time in police work, Axel.
Axel: Where's Dewald getting that award tonight?
Jon Flint: Axel, don't.
Axel: Hey Flint, your friend Dewald it foul, okay? I know he's foul and I'm goin' down to this award show tonight and I'm gonna put some pressure on him and maybe I'll panic him into doing something stupid.
Det. Sgt. William 'Billy' Rosewood: Axel, if you go to that dinner tonight... I'm going with you.
Axel: Then pick me up at the Sunset Motel.

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Levine: They got fuckin' machine guns! I thought you said they had no guns!
Axel: They must've changed their world view!

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Axel: What'd they promote you to captain, or something?
Det. Sgt. William 'Billy' Rosewood: I'm DDO-JSIOC.
Axel: The jay gee jojo see? What is that?

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Serge: Achwell, try to say Serge. It's not so difficult. Surge? Sounds like a detergent.

Beverly Hills Cop II (1987)

The Heat's Back On!

Axel Foley's back...where he doesn't belong!

Detroit cop Axel Foley is watching the news on TV when the reporter tells a story that Axel's friend, Beverly Hills police Captain Andrew Bogomil, has been shot by a tall woman. Axel heads out to Beverly Hills to visit Bogomil in the hospital, and this is where Axel is reunited with Bogomil's daughter Jan Bogomil. Axel is also reunited with Detective Billy Rosewood and Sergeant John Taggart. Billy and Taggart decide to let Axel help them find the woman who tried to kill Bogomil, even though abusive police chief Harold Lutz has been deliberately trying to find a reason to fire Billy and Taggart. Axel, Billy, and Taggart soon discover that the alphabet robberies, a series of robberies that have been going on in the area, are masterminded by weapons kingpin Maxwell Dent, and Dent had sent his fiancee Karla Fry to try to kill Bogomil because Bogomil had been after Dent. With this information, Axel, Billy, and Taggart try to find Dent and Karla.


QUOTES:

Axel Foley: Inspector T, how you doin'?
Inspector Todd: Where the fuck you been, Foley? And what the fuck is this?
Axel Foley: It's a blue slip.
Inspector Todd: Wh-what in the hell do you need a thousand dollars for?
Axel Foley: A little flash money.
Inspector Todd: Flash money. Well, let's see here - $2,000 for a suit, $200 for a tie, a requisition order for a Ferrari. I'm don't wanna see any more of these blue slips. When am I gonna see some arrest slips?
Axel Foley: I know that you're getting' upset. And I know that you have reason to be upset. But let me tell you something, chief. I am close, I am so close now. I'm closer than I've been, and it-it's makin' me crazy. 'Cause I can smell it, it's in the air. And I smell it. It's
[sniffs]
Axel Foley: I sm- Do you smell it? 'Cause I smell it.
Inspector Todd: All I smell is your bullshit. For six months, I been pourin' money down a bottomless hole. Where the bad guys at the end of this rainbow?
Axel Foley: Wait a second, look. I just thought, that if there was a problem-
Inspector Todd: Don't think, Axel! It makes my dick itch. The truth is, this department has fronted you a fortune. And my ass is on the line. I okayed all this shit!

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Harold Lutz: Who the hell are you?
Axel Foley: Uh, my name is Johnny Wish-Wishbone. Johnny Wishbone. And I am a psychic from the island of St. Croix. Yes, I am psychic from the island of St. Croix. And I read in the St. Croix Gazette that the Beverly Hills Police Department having some trouble figuring out crimes. So, what I did was come to Beverly Hills to help the police out. They tell me they don't want my help, they don't *need* my help, so I'm gonna go on my merry way. I'm a psychic! I am a psychic phenomenon. Watch this. I don't know who you are, but watch this. Ummm... Your name is, ummmm, Lutz! Right? Chief Lutz. That's your name. See? The name pop inside my head like that. And your name is, ummmmm, ummmmm...
Biddle: Biddle?
Axel Foley: Biddle! Yes, see? I- You- Two more seconds I would have said it myself. I don't need no help from no one, because I'm Johnny Wishbone, psychic extraordinaire. And if you need me, just think "Johnny Wishbone" and I come running. Lutz and Biddle, it's like Kibbles n' Bits, but different.

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Vinnie: Hey, Ace. I would very much like you to meet Judy. She can suck a golf ball through twenty feet of garden hose. Ain't that right?

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Axel Foley: You just hit a squad car!
Billy Rosewood: I know, I know. It's okay, I know the guy. He's a jerk.

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Axel Foley: Oh, you mean the construction that's going on. Yes, I'm very embarrassed about that. What I'm trying to do, though, is just confine myself to the other five bedrooms. I'm used to compromising my lifestyle.
Sergeant Taggart: Bullshit! You've stolen this house!
Axel Foley: How the fuck can you steal a house? This...my uncle's house!

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Axel Foley: Hey! Sound the alarm. You got a break-in!
City Deposit Guard: I need authorization.
[Axel and Bill pull their guns and shoot the alarm]
Axel Foley, Billy Rosewood: Authorized!

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Axel Foley: Are you driving with your eyes open? Or are you, like, using "the force"?

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[Axel sees Rosewood with a huge pistol]
Axel Foley: Yo, man! What's that for?
Billy Rosewood: After the shootout at the club, I figured I needed more firepower.
Axel Foley: Yo man, we gotta talk, seriously. Who do you think you are, Clint Eastwood? Dirty Rosewood?

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[Taggart sees Rosewood take two shotguns and an overcoat out of his trunk]
Sergeant Taggart: Billy, what are you doing?
Billy Rosewood: I've been wanting to wear this for a while, Sarge.
Sergeant Taggart: What are you, nuts? Jesus Christ, Billy! We gotta talk! What the hell is this?
Billy Rosewood: You can never have too much firepower.

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Sergeant Taggart: Fuck Rambo!

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Axel Foley: 24 hours a day I will be in the car. I will sleep, eat, drink, shit. I will- No, I ain't gonna shit.
[laughs]
Axel Foley: You thought I was gonna really shit. I wouldn't- Wh-what would I look like shitting in the car? I ain't gonna shit. Don't worry about a thing, though. I am on the job. Don't worry about a thing. I'm on the job!
Inspector Todd: THAT'S what I'm afraid of!

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Karla Fry: Goodbye, Mr. Foley.
[Gunshot]
Sergeant Taggart: Women.

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Billy Rosewood: Sarge, will you just relax and trust me?
Sergeant Taggart: Trust you? You drive worse than Maureen!
Billy Rosewood: [appalled] No way!

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[Rosewood runs a red light]
Sergeant Taggart: It's red!
Billy Rosewood: It's green!
[He hits another car]
Billy Rosewood: Oh, yeah, it was red. Okay.
Axel Foley: It was yellow!

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[outside the Playboy Mansion]
Billy Rosewood: Sarge? You old bloodhound!
Sergeant Taggart: Billy, isn't this uh...?
Billy Rosewood: Yeah!
[pause]
Sergeant Taggart: No!

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Harold Lutz: Have you submitted yourself for drug testing yet?

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Sidney Bernstein: [on the phone] Naturally. I can see- Yeah, yeah. I mean I-I understand. Somebody- W-wait-
[off the phone]
Sidney Bernstein: Oh, oh, oh. Come right in. Don't let the fact that my door's closed dissuade you in any way from entering my office.
Axel Foley: Sir, we're with the Beverly Hills Police Department. Are you Mr. Sidney Bernstein?
Sidney Bernstein: Yes. Lucky guess.
Axel Foley: Well, sir, you have 25 unpaid parking tickets, we have a warrant for your arrest.
Sidney Bernstein: 25? What 25?
Axel Foley: You have 25 unpaid parking tickets, sir.
Sidney Bernstein: I-I pay my tickets. I pay - I pay all my tickets.
Axel Foley: Sir, do you own a Black Mercedes-Benz, License Plates number CRL-507?
Sidney Bernstein: 507? That's my wife's car! That's not my car! That's my-
Axel Foley: You have 25 unpaid parking tickets.
Sidney Bernstein: I mean, it's under my name. But, it's my wife's car! No! No! No!
[picks up phone; yells]
Sidney Bernstein: Bitch!
Axel Foley: Your tickets have not been paid, that means you're liable.
[to Taggart & Rosewood]
Axel Foley: Can you cuff Mr. Bernstein, please?
Sidney Bernstein: Cuff me? There are people out there with chainsaws, you're cuffing me!
Axel Foley: Well, sir, you have 25 unpaid parking tickets, and it's your car. So, we have to take you in.
Sidney Bernstein: Wait a second, I've got an idea. Is there something that I have in this office that I could hand to you, and that would make you kind of forget that you're holding those, uh, little pink tickets there?

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Axel Foley: Hey, man! Take off your glasses. I thought that was you, man! You *almost* got busted, I *did* get busted. I lost my whole investment because of you. Vinnie, what the hell is wrong with you, man? You know I'm a businessman. I got to work!
Vinnie: What?
Axel Foley: You come inside here a half hour late, and on top of all that you gonna bring the goddamn cop with you, too?
Vinnie: What you talking cop? He ain't no cop!
Axel Foley: That's Dirty Harry himself! Man, what the fuck is wrong with you gonna bring him in here?
Carlotta: You calling me a cop?
Axel Foley: You definitely a cop!
Vinnie: He ain't no cop, he's my nephew.
Axel Foley: Well, the dude is definitely bad luck. I don't know what he is to you; he's bad luck to me.
Carlotta: Bad luck? I'll fuckin' tell you what's bad luck. My friend's in a prison body shop fixin' all the cars that he smashed that day 'cause you had to fuck around. This guy's a fuckin' clown.
Axel Foley: Hey, what is- Wait a second.
Carlotta: What the fucking cock you tryin' to get away with?
Axel Foley: I'm checking you for a wire, man.
Carlotta: Get fuckin' outta here.
Vinnie: Oh, hey, hey, hey!
Axel Foley: Why can't I check ya?
Vinnie: [speaking at the same time] Ho, ho, ho! Stop the bullshit. Stop the bullshit! Stop this bullshit. Cut the bullshit. Cut the bullshit right now. Cut the bullshit, man.
Axel Foley: If he ain't a cop, if he ain't wired, why can't I- why can't I frisk him? Why can't- Why won't he let me frisk him, then? Then why can't I frisk him if he ain't got no wire on?
Vinnie: Look, I got 2000 blank American Express cards, right now. Gold. You got the money, you wanna do business or what?
Axel Foley: I have the money and I *do* wanna do business, but with *you*. I ain't doing nothing in front of this dude, 'cause this dude is a cop. I know when I can smell a pig inside the room. I used to be a Muslim, man. And I know that's pork over here. And th-
[sniffs]
Axel Foley: Yes, pork! It's definitely pork. I ain't doin' shit around this dude, man. You wanna do business, you know where to find me. Fuck you, man. Ala oo akba.

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Axel Foley: [to Rosewood and Taggart] "If you get your head out of your ass long enough"? "Kiss my ass"? You're gettin' more and more like me every day. Next thing you know you're gonna have Afros... big dicks and all!

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Det. Jeffrey Friedman: This is not my office!
Inspector Todd: You're damn right it isn't!

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Inspector Todd: "Expert tutelage"? What the fuck have you been telling them?

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Axel Foley: [about the cement truck Billy got for a pursuit] Well, this is pretty sporty!
Billy Rosewood: Don't complain! It's all I could find!

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Sergeant Taggart: Do I really look like Gerald Ford?
Axel Foley: Y'all both look like Gerald Ford!

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Playboy Mansion Valet: [Axel has just pulled up a cement truck to the Playboy Mansion, where he is met by a valet] Yo, what the fuck is up, man? Check this out. I get ten dollars for cars, I get twenty dollars for limos! What the hell is this?

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Axel Foley: My truck. Here's $50. Put it next to a limo.

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Sergeant Taggart: [after being ordered to Lutz's office to explain Rosewood's call to the FBI] Can't keep God waiting.
Capt.: I don't want to hear that kind of talk, Sergeant.
Sergeant Taggart: Oh come on, Andy! He's fired every cop who used to work for the old chief! The three of us is all that's left!
Capt.: [curtly] He's still head of this department, Sergeant.

Beverly Hills Cop -1984- I

In Detroit a cop learns to take the heat. In L.A. he learns to keep his cool.

He's been chased, thrown through a window, and arrested. Eddie Murphy is a Detroit cop on vacation in Beverly Hills.

Detroit cop Axel Foley is delighted when he receives a surprise visit from his best friend Mikey Tandino, who lives in California. Not long after Mikey arrives in Detroit, Mikey is killed, right in front of Axel, by a man named Zack. Axel follows Zack to Beverly Hills, California, where Beverly Hills police department Lieutenant Andrew Bogomil assigns Detective Billy Rosewood and Rosewood's partner, Sergeant John Taggart, to keep an eye on Axel. Axel visits his friend Jenny Summers, who works in an art gallery. With Jenny's help, Axel discovers that Zack works for Jenny's boss, Victor Maitland, the man who owns the art gallery. Maitland is a drug kingpin who is using the gallery as a front, and Maitland had Zack kill Mikey after Maitland accused Mikey of stealing some of Maitland's bonds. With the help of Jenny, Billy, and Taggart, Axel does what he can to make sure Maitland and Zack won't kill any more people.

QUOTES:
Sergeant Taggart: Why didn't you identify yourself as a police officer when you were arrested?
Axel Foley: 'Cause I was mindin' my own business. Hey, where the fuck do you guys get off on arresting somebody for getting thrown out of a window?
Sergeant Taggart: We have six witnesses that say you broke in and started tearing up the place, then jumped out the window!
Axel Foley: And you guys believe that? What the fuck are you, cops or doormen?
Sergeant Taggart: We're more likely to believe an important local businessman than a foul-mouthed jerk from out of town.
Axel Foley: Foul-mouthed?
[Taggart nods]
Axel Foley: Fuck you, man.
Detective Rosewood: [Taggart stands up and draws himself to full height] Hey, Sarge...
Sergeant Taggart: You watch your mouth.
Axel Foley: [standing] Hey, man, don't square off on me with some bullshit.
[shoves Taggart]
Axel Foley: You wanna start some static?
Sergeant Taggart: Hey, don't push me!
Axel Foley: [shoves Taggart again] Fuck you, man!
[Taggart delivers hard blow to Axel's stomach... Axel doubles over in pain]
Lieutenant Bogomil: [witnessing from his office] Taggart!
Sergeant Taggart: Yes, sir.
Lieutenant Bogomil: Come here.
[Taggart enters Bogomil's office, both emerge a minute later]
Sergeant Taggart: Sir... I apologize for striking you. I have no excuse.
Axel Foley: [bemused] Forget about it.

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Axel Foley: Don't you think I realize what's going on here, miss? Who do you think I am, huh? Don't you think I know that if I was some hotshot from out of town that pulled inside here and you guys made a reservation mistake, I'd be the first one to get a room and I'd be upstairs relaxing right now. But I'm not some hotshot from out of town, I'm a small reporter from "Rolling Stone" magazine that's in town to do an exclusive interview with Michael Jackson that's gonna be picked up by every major magazine in the country. I was gonna call the article "Michael Jackson Is Sitting On Top of the World," but now I think I might as well just call it "Michael Jackson Can Sit On Top of the World Just As Long As He Doesn't Sit in the Beverly Palm Hotel 'Cause There's No Niggers Allowed in There!"

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[Axel pretends to be a male hustler]
Axel Foley: Tell Victor that Ramon - -the fella he met about a week ago? - -tell him that Ramon went to the clinic today, and I found out that I have, um, herpes simplex 10, and I think Victor should go check himself out with his physician to make sure everything is fine before things start falling off on the man.

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Axel Foley: Disturbing the peace? I got thrown out of a window! What's the fuckin' charge for getting pushed out of a moving car, huh? Jaywalking?

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Police Chief Hubbard: What's this man doing here?
Axel Foley: Bleeding, sir.

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Axel Foley: If something happens to her...
Victor Maitland: Hmmm...? I'm all ears.
Axel Foley: I'll kill you.
Victor Maitland: Really? That would be a neat trick.

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Detective Rosewood: Wow. You know, it says here that by the time the average American is fifty, he's got five pounds of undigested red meat in his bowels.
Sergeant Taggart: Why are you telling me this? What makes you think I have any interest in that at all?
Detective Rosewood: Well, you eat a lot of red meat.

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Police Chief Hubbard: Is this the gentleman who crashed through Victor Maitland's window? Who disabled an unmarked unit with a banana?
Lieutenant Bogomil: Yes, sir.
Police Chief Hubbard: Who lured Taggart and Rosemont into a gross dereliction of duty at a strip-tease establishment?
Detective Rosewood: Uh, it's Rosewood, sir.
Lieutenant Bogomil: Yes, sir.
Police Chief Hubbard: Is this the gentleman who ruined the buffet at the Harrow club this morning?
Lieutenant Bogomil: Yes, sir.
Police Chief Hubbard: I just bet that you are the pride of your department in Detroit. Lieutenant, I'd like to see you in your office.
Lieutenant Bogomil: Yes, sir.
Axel Foley: [mocking Hubbard] Is this the man who... wrecked the buffet at the Harrow club this morning?
Sergeant Taggart: Lower your voice, for Christ's sake!
Axel Foley: What, can the guy hear me through the wall?
Detective Rosewood, Sergeant Taggart: Yes, he can.
[Detectives Foster and McCabe nod in agreement]

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Axel Foley: What? Y'all the second team?
Detective McCabe: We're the first team.
Detective Foster: Yeah, and we're not gonna fall for a banana in the tailpipe.
Axel Foley: [mocking him] You're not gonna fall for the banana in the tailpipe? It should be more natural, brother. It should flow out, like this - "Look, man, I ain't fallin' for no banana in my tailpipe!" See, that's more natural for us. You been hanging out with this dude too long.

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Jenny Summers: [about Axel] What are you gonna do to him?
Victor Maitland: I think you should be more worried about what we're going to do with you.
Axel Foley: Yeah, Jenny, don't worry about me. We got cocaine and coffee here. We're gonna get wired and have a big party.

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Axel Foley: [outside the crime scene in front of Axel's apartment building after Mike is killed] Look, I heard a rumor that you're gonna use Rand on this case, and, between the two of us, the guy doesn't know the time of day.
Inspector Douglas Todd: Don't mess with me now, Axel.
Axel Foley: It's the first time he's left his desk in 12 years!
Inspector Douglas Todd: At least he's had 12 years. Anyway, it's a homicide case and it belongs to Rand. Now go to the hospital!
Axel Foley: Well, you don't mind if I ask around a little bit, do you?
Inspector Douglas Todd: Don't do a damn thing! It's Rand's case. Your ass is skating on thin ice as it is!
Axel Foley: Hey, look, we're talking about a friend of mine, here!
Inspector Douglas Todd: Yes, we are, aren't we! Now, let's take a close look at that. One, a hoodlum friend. Two, a professional hit. Three, in a cop's apartment. This whole thing stinks to high heaven!
Axel Foley: How do you know it was a professional hit?
Inspector Douglas Todd: I didn't just walk into this town from the cotton fields! Whoever killed your friend wasn't worried about your little narrow ass. If they were, you'd be lyin' beside him in that meat wagon. Just don't do a damn thing. Stay out of this!
Axel Foley: Well, look. I got some vacation time comin' to me. I wanna take my vacation now.
Inspector Douglas Todd: Stay away from this case, Axel.
Axel Foley: No, it's just that I feel I need a little vacation, that's all.
Inspector Douglas Todd: [after pausing to think for a moment] All right. Soon as you're finished at the hospital, you're on vacation.
Axel Foley: Thank you.
Inspector Douglas Todd: But if you decide to butt into this case, it'd be the longest vacation you ever heard of.

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Inspector Douglas Todd: You mind telling me where the fuck you come off going undercover without authorization from me? What the fuck is this all about? You wanna play some fucking bullshit cowboy cop? Go do it in somebody else's precinct!
Axel Foley: Don't you wanna hear my side of the story?
Inspector Douglas Todd: What's your fucking side of the story?
Axel Foley: Let's hear your side of the story.
Inspector Douglas Todd: Hey Axel, I'm not takin' anymore of this shit from you. You know how much this little stunt of yours is gonna cost this city?
Axel Foley: I don't think cost is the issue here, sir. I think the issue should be my blatant disregard for proper procedure.
Inspector Douglas Todd: You damn right, wise ass! The mayor called the Chief, the Chief called the Deputy Chief, the Deputy Chief just chewed my ass out! You see I don't have any bit of it left, don't you? Where in the fuck did you get a truckload of cigarettes from anyway?
Axel Foley: From the Dearborn Hijacking.
Inspector Douglas Todd: From the Dearborn Hijacking? That fucking bust went down last week! That truck is supposed to be in the damn pound!
Jeffery: I tried to tell you.
Inspector Douglas Todd: Jeffery, this is none of your fucking business!
Jeffery: [Pointing to a random locker] This is not my locker!
Inspector Douglas Todd: Listen Axel, no more of these set ups, you understand? You're a good cop, and you got great potential, but you don't know every fucking thing. And I'm tired of taking the heat for your ass. One more time and you're out on the street. Do you understand me?
Axel Foley: Look, Boss, let me tell-
Inspector Douglas Todd: [emphatically] Do you understand me?
Axel Foley: Yeah, I understand. Boss. The Chief ain't chew it all out. You still got a little ass there.
Inspector Douglas Todd: Don't fuck with me Axel! Not now! Go on. Go home.

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Jeffery: Todd's looking for you. He is really pissed. You know what he said? This is your worst fuck up ever. Personally, I don't think that's true.

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Detroit Cop #3: [finding Axel in the back of the cigarette truck] Freeze, asshole!
[recognizes Axel]
Detroit Cop #3: Foley, we should have *known* it was you!

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Axel Foley: Before I go, I just want you two to know something, alright? The supercop story... was working. Okay? It was working, and you guys just messed it up. Okay? I'm trying to figure you guys out, but I haven't yet. But it's cool. You fuck up a perfectly good lie.

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Axel Foley: I never been in no cell that had a phone in it. Can I stay for a while, 'cause I ordered some pizza.

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Axel Foley: This is the cleanest and nicest police car I've ever been in in my life. This thing's nicer than my apartment.

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Axel Foley: Billy, you know, you don't have to be embarrassed if your dick gets hard. Your dick is supposed to get hard. See? That's the whole object of this. Taggart's dick is hard, but he won't let you know 'cause he's the boss. Boss' dick got to stay limp, right? See, I ain't on duty so my dick can be hard.

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Detective Rosewood: All he asked me to do was drive you out of town. Now I'm gonna screw that up, too.

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Axel Foley: Is this your car?
Jenny Summers: Oh, no. In Beverly Hills we just take whichever car is closest.

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Jenny Summers: I remember you used to drive that crappy blue Chevy Nova.
[they both chuckle]
Jenny Summers: What are you driving now?
Axel Foley: Same crappy blue Chevy Nova.

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Axel Foley: Gimme the key! I'm gonna follow 'em!
Jenny Summers: Have you ever driven a Mercedes before?
Axel Foley: No, but a car is a car. I drive my car every day.
Jenny Summers: I'm driving. I've seen your car.
Axel Foley: Oh, shit, that's cold.

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Bonded Warehouse Clerk #1: You got some kind of warrant for this?
Axel Foley: You know, you have a very big mouth, sir! Are you hiding something from me? Is that what you're doing? I bet you that is your Porsche that's parked outside, isn't it? Isn't that your Porsche? Is it? How would you like me to have the IRS come down here and crawl up your fuckin' ass with a microscope? 'Cause they'll do it! I've seen them do it! It's not a pretty sight! I want you to know something, pal! And I want all of y'all to know something! I can have twenty five agents down here in fifteen minutes to march in here, snatch your bond from underneath you and you guys'll be out of business, permanently, if I don't get some cooperation! Is that understood?
Bonded Warehouse Night Supervisor: Don't get upset, Inspector! We'll give you everything you need! Right, guys?
Bonded Warehouse Security Guard: Everything you need!
Bonded Warehouse Clerk #1: That's not my Porsche, no sir! I don't know whose it is!

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Axel Foley: You can't go in 'cause you're a cop in this town. You go in there without probable cause, they're gonna call it an illegal search. You know that. Or didn't they teach you that in cop school?

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[Foley hands the keys to his beat-up car to a valet]
Axel Foley: Can you put this in a good spot? 'Cause all of this shit happened the last time I parked here.

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Victor Maitland: Now listen to me, my tough little friend. I don't know from under what stone you crawled, or where you get these ridiculous ideas about me, but it seems painfully obvious you haven't the slightest fucking idea who you're dealing with. Now, my advice to you is crawl back to your little stone in Detroit before you get squashed.

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Detective Rosewood: Everything he said about Maitland is right. Now he's kidnapped a woman and he's got her in this house.
Sergeant Taggart: Well, let's go in there and get her.
Axel Foley: What the fuck do you think I'm trying to do here?
Sergeant Taggart: You're not doing anything!

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Axel Foley: Is your supervisor here?
Bonded Warehouse Security Guard: Yeah, he's in the office.
Axel Foley: Can you go get him for me, please?
Bonded Warehouse Security Guard: What's the problem?
Axel Foley: Are you security here?
Bonded Warehouse Security Guard: Yeah.
Axel Foley: [pulling badge] Then you're the fucking problem! Go get your supervisor, please. Now! NOW!

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Axel Foley: Coffee grounds.
Jenny Summers: So?
Axel Foley: You know what this stuff is used for?
Jenny Summers: Yeah, some people filter hot water through it and drink it.
Axel Foley: Yeah, I'm gonna take this home and filter hot water through it and drink it in the morning.

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Sergeant Taggart: Police! Move and I'll kill you!

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[being shot at]
Sergeant Taggart: Jesus Christ!
Axel Foley: Yeah, these guys are serious.
Detective Rosewood: I hate machine guns!

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Detective Rosewood: Police! You're all under arrest!
[Armed thugs answer with a long hail of machine gun fire]
Sergeant Taggart: You do that again, I'll shoot you myself!

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Cigarette Buyer: You know, if you wanna be a fuckin asshole, you can take the whole load and smoke 'em yourself in the park.
Axel Foley: I don't smoke Lucky Strikes.
Cigarette Buyer: I got people I gotta answer to.
Axel Foley: I smoke King-Sized Kents!

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[Victor is holding Jenny as a cover]
Jenny Summers: Axel!
[Axel Foley turns, aims at Victor, who is still holding Jenny]
Victor Maitland: Careful, old boy. You might hit me.

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Serge: [taking notice to Axel's interest in the artwork] I see you look at this piece.
Axel Foley: Yeah. I was wondering how much something like this went for.
Serge: One hundred and thirty thousand dollar.
Axel Foley: Get the fuck out of here!
Serge: [laughing] No, I cannot! It's serious! Because it's very important piece.
Axel Foley: Have you ever sold one of these?
Serge: [proudly] Sell it yesterday to a collector.
Axel Foley: Get the fuck out of here!
Serge: No! I'm serious! I sell it myself!

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Serge: [Serge is having trouble understanding/pronouncing Axel's first name] Donny, run and tell Miss Summers that, uh, Mister Achmed Foley is here to see her...
Axel Foley: No, *Axel* Foley. Axel.
Serge: Achnell...? Achwell...
Axel Foley: *Axel*.
Serge: ...Foley is here to see her, he's an old acquaintance.

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Detective Rosewood: You know what I keep thinking about? You know the end of Butch Cassidy? Redford and Newman are almost out of ammunition, and the whole Bolivian army is out- out in front of this little hut?
Sergeant Taggart: Billy, I'm gonna make you pay for this.

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Sergeant Taggart: [after Axel has just offered him a hotel robe] Nah, that's alright. You keep it as a souvenir.
Axel Foley: I already have three of 'em in my bag.