Movie Quotes

Bombshell (1933)

Gifford Middleton: Your hair is like a field of silver daisies. I'd like to run barefoot through your hair!


Lola Burns: I didn't give you that for a negligee; that's an evening wrap!
Lorretta: I know, Miss Lola; but the negligee you gave me got all tore up night before last.
Lola Burns: Your day off is sure brutal on your lingerie.


Lola Burns: Get away from me, all of you! you're nothing but a pack of leeches!
Pops : Leeches?!?
Lola burns: Yes, leeches! At least he (motions to Space) was right; I don't know how I expected to bring a baby in here with an old fool for his grandfather who's half-drunk all the time!
Miss Mack: Lola, you're exciting yourself-
Lola Burns: (interrupting) And what about you? Don't think I don't know about your stealing and all the cuts you get from the stores! And you (to Bro) who hasn't had a job to your name in three years and bringing her in here like it was a hotel for traveling salesmen! I've only stood it because it's the only home and family I've got. But I'm sick of it, you understand? There's only Loretta and the dogs that ever do a single thing for me. The rest of you are only out for what you can get, and I'm sick of being a golden goose or whatever you call it!
Space Hanlon: Atta girl, Sugar!
Lola: (to Space) Don't you 'atta girl' me; you're worst than all the rest of 'em! (starts quoting Space) "Stone-Age Stuff!","Mad with Desire!", "Lovers' Brawl!"! Is that the way you prove that you just more than care for me? Treating me like a strip act in a burlesque show! A glamorous bombshell, eh? A glorified chump, that's what I've been! Well, I'm sick of it, you understand? With the business and everybody! You can get another "It Girl", a "But Girl" or a "How, When and Where Girl"--I'm clearing out, and you can all stay here in this half-paid-for car barn and get somebody else to pull the apple cart! I'm going where ladies and gentlemen hang their hats and get some peace and quiet....and if any of you try to interfere with me, I'll complain to the authorities!!!!

Dinner at Eight (1933)

Carlotta Vance: If there's one thing I know, it's men. I ought to. It's been my life's work.


Kitty: I was reading a book the other day.
Carlotta: Reading a book??
Kitty: Yes. It's all about civilization or something. A nutty kind of a book. Do you know that the guy says that machinery is going to take the place of every profession?
Carlotta: Oh, my dear. That's something you need never worry about.


Kitty Packard: Politics? Ha! You couldn't get into politics. You couldn't get in anywhere. You couldn't even get in the mens' room at the Astor!


Carlotta Vance: And then I had a restful, nice luncheon...with 4 lawyers. On the 88th floor of the Watson's building. You know, the sky club. A cloud floated right into my soup plate.

Hold Your Man (1933)

Gypsy: Just two weeks ago, he (Eddie) sent me ten bucks for Christmas. I bet that's a bit of news to a certain somebody.
Ruby: He was tossin' ten-dollar bills to all the tramps at Christmas!
Gypsy: Did you get yours?

Personal Property (1937)

Crystal Wetherby: And while we're asking so many questions, why were you sent to jail?
Raymond Dabney: Murder.
Crystal Wetherby: I wish it had been suicide!

Saratoga (1937)

Fritzi 'Muggins' Kiffmeyer: We women can do things to a man we love that men wouldn't do to a rattlesnake.

Bringing Up Baby (1938)

David Huxley: Now it isn't that I don't like you, Susan, because, after all, in moments of quiet, I'm strangely drawn toward you, but - well, there haven't been any quiet moments.


[In jail]
Susan Vance: Anyway, David, when they find out who we are they'll let us out.
David Huxley: When they find out who you are they'll pad the cell.

His Girl Friday (1940)

Walter Burns: There's been a lamp burning in the window for ya, honey.
Hildy Johnson: No thanks - I jumped out that window a long time ago.


Hildy Johnson: Walter, you're wonderful, in a loathsome sort of way.


Bruce Baldwin: He's got a lot of charm.
Hildy Johnson: Yes, it comes naturally; his grandfather was a snake!


Walter Burns: Look Hildy, I only acted like any husband that didn't want his home broken up.
Hildy Johnson: What home?
Walter Burns: "What home"? Don't you remember the home I promised you?


Hildy Johnson: He treats me like a woman.
Walter Burns: What did I treat you like? A water buffalo?


Hildy Johnson: I wouldn't cover the burning of Rome for you if they were just lighting it up!


Walter Burns: I still wish you hadn't done that, Hildy.
Hildy Johnson: Done what?
Walter Burns: Divorced me. It makes a man feel he's not wanted.
Hildy Johnson: Oh, now look, junior... that's what divorces are for!

Citizen Kane (1941)

Thompson: Mr. Kane was a man who got everything he wanted, and then lost it. Maybe Rosebud was something he couldn't get, or something he lost. Anyway, I don't think it would have explained everything. I don't think any word can explain a man's life. No, I guess Rosebud is just a piece in a jigsaw puzzle... a missing piece.


Charles Foster Kane: You know, Mr. Bernstein, if I hadn't been very rich, I might have been a really great man.
Thatcher: Don't you think you are?
Charles Foster Kane: I think I did pretty well under the circumstances.
Thatcher: What would you like to have been?
Charles Foster Kane: Everything you hate.


Charles Foster Kane: Hello Jedediah.
Leland: Hello, Charlie. I didn't know we were speaking...
Charles Foster Kane: Sure, we're speaking, Jedediah, you're fired.


Charles Foster Kane: I always gagged on the silver spoon.


Emily: Really Charles, people will think-...
Charles Foster Kane: - -what I tell them to think.


Bernstein: There's a lot of statues in Europe you haven't bought yet.
Charles Foster Kane: You can't blame me. They've been making statues for some two thousand years, and I've only been collecting for five.


Reporter: Mr. Kane, how did you find business conditions in Europe?
Charles Foster Kane: How did I find business conditions in Europe? With great difficulty.


Bernstein: Old age. It's the only disease, Mr. Thompson, that you don't look forward to being cured of.


Emily: He happens to be the president, Charles, not you.
Charles Foster Kane: That's a mistake that will be corrected one of these days.


Thatcher: You're too old to be calling me Mr. Thatcher, Charles.
Charles Foster Kane: You're too old to be called anything else.


Charles Foster Kane: As Charles Foster Kane who owns eighty-two thousand, six hundred and thirty-four shares of public transit - you see, I do have a general idea of my holdings - I sympathize with you. Charles Foster Kane is a scoundrel. His paper should be run out of town. A committee should be formed to boycott him. You may, if you can form such a committee, put me down for a contribution of one thousand dollars.


Charles Foster Kane: Read the cable.
Bernstein: "Girls delightful in Cuba. Stop. Could send you prose poems about scenery, but don't feel right spending your money. Stop. There is no war in Cuba, signed Wheeler." Any answer?
Charles Foster Kane: Yes. "Dear Wheeler: you provide the prose poems. I'll provide the war."


Charles Foster Kane: Are we going to declare war on Spain, or are we not?
Jed Leland: The Inquirer already has.
Charles Foster Kane: You long-faced, overdressed anarchist.
Jed Leland: I am not overdressed.
Charles Foster Kane: You are too. Mr. Bernstein, look at his necktie.

Casablanca (1942)

Ugarte: You know, Rick, I have many a friend in Casablanca, but somehow, just because you despise me, you are the only one I trust.


Berger: We read five times that you were killed, in five different places.
Victor Laszlo: As you can see, it was true every single time.


Captain Renault: Carl, see that Major Strasser gets a good table, one close to the ladies.
Carl: I have already given him the best, knowing he is German and would take it anyway.


Captain Renault: In 1935, you ran guns to Ethiopia. In 1936, you fought in Spain, on the Loyalist side.
Rick: I got well paid for it on both occasions.
Captain Renault: The winning side would have paid you much better.


Captain Renault: Rick, there are many exit visas sold in this café, but we know that you've never sold one. That is the reason we permit you to remain open.
Rick: Oh? I thought it was because I let you win at roulette.
Captain Renault: That is another reason.


Annina: Monsieur Rick, what kind of a man is Captain Renault?
Rick: Oh, he's just like any other man, only more so.


Ilsa: I wasn't sure you were the same. Let's see, the last time we met...
Rick: Was La Belle Aurore.
Ilsa: How nice, you remembered. But of course, that was the day the Germans marched into Paris.
Rick: Not an easy day to forget.
Ilsa: No.
Rick: I remember every detail. The Germans wore gray, you wore blue.


Senor Ferrari: As the leader of all illegal activities in Casablanca, I am an influential and respected man.


Ugarte: You despise me, don't you?
Rick: If I gave you any thought I probably would.


Yvonne: Where were you last night?
Rick: That's so long ago, I don't remember.
Yvonne: Will I see you tonight?
Rick: I never make plans that far ahead.


Captain Renault: What in heaven's name brought you to Casablanca?
Rick: My health. I came to Casablanca for the waters.
Captain Renault: The waters? What waters? We're in the desert.
Rick: I was misinformed.


Major Strasser: What is your nationality?
Rick: I'm a drunkard.
Captain Renault: That makes Rick a citizen of the world.


Senor Ferrari: Might as well be frank, monsieur. It would take a miracle to get you out of Casablanca, and the Germans have outlawed miracles.


Rick: And remember, this gun is pointed right at your heart.
Captain Renault: That is my least vulnerable spot.


Captain Renault: Major Strasser has been shot. Round up the usual suspects.
Captain Renault: Realizing the importance of the case, my men are rounding up twice the usual number of suspects.


Sam: Boss, ain't you going to bed?
Rick: Not right now.
Sam: Ain't you planning on going to bed in the near future?
Rick: No.
Sam: You ever going to bed?
Rick: No!
Sam: Well, I ain't sleepy either.

The Lady from Shanghai (1947)

Michael O'Hara: Maybe I'll live so long that I'll forget her. Maybe I'll die trying


Michael O'Hara: The only way to stay out of trouble is to grow old, so I guess I'll concentrate on that.

Harvey (1950)

Elwood P. Dowd: Well, I've wrestled with reality for 35 years, doctor, and I'm happy to state I finally won out over it.


Elwood P. Dowd: I always have a wonderful time, wherever I am, whoever I'm with.


Elwood P. Dowd: Years ago my mother used to say to me, she'd say, "In this world, Elwood, you must be" - she always called me Elwood - "In this world, you must be oh so smart or oh so pleasant." Well, for years I was smart. I recommend pleasant. And you may quote me.


Veta Louise Simmons: Myrtle Mae, you have a lot to learn, and I hope you never learn it.


Elwood P. Dowd: Harvey and I have things to do... we sit in the bars... have a drink or two... and play the juke box. Very soon the faces of the other people turn towards me and they smile. They say: 'We don't know your name, mister, but you're all right, all right.' Harvey and I warm ourselves in these golden moments. We came as strangers - soon we have friends. They come over. They sit with us. They drink with us. They talk to us. They tell us about the great big terrible things they've done and the great big wonderful things they're going to do. Their hopes, their regrets. Their loves, their hates. All very large, because nobody ever brings anything small into a bar. Then I introduce them to Harvey, and he's bigger and grander than anything they can offer me. When they leave, they leave impressed. The same people seldom come back.


Elwood P. Dowd: I'd just helped Ed Hickey into a taxi. Ed had been mixing his drinks, and I felt he needed conveying. I started to walk down the street when I heard a voice saying: 'Good evening, Mr. Dowd'. I turned, and there was this big white rabbit leaning against a lamp-post. Well, I thought nothing of that! Because when you've lived in a town as long as I've lived in this one, you get used to the fact that everybody knows your name.


Veta Louise Simmons: Oh, Myrtle, don't be didactic. It's not becoming in a young girl. Besides, men loathe it.


Mrs. Ethel Chauvenet: Is, is that Mrs. Frank Cummings? Doesn't she look ghastly, I thought she was dead. I must get a closer look.


Wilson: Who's Harvey?
Miss Kelly: A white rabbit, six feet tall.
Wilson: Six feet?
Elwood P. Dowd: Six feet three and a half inches. Now let's stick to the facts.


Bartender: What can I do for you, Mr. Dowd?
Elwood P. Dowd: What did you have in mind?


Veta Louise Simmons: I took a course in art last winter. I learnt the difference between a fine oil painting, and a mechanical thing, like a photograph. The photograph shows only the reality. The painting shows not only the reality, but the dream behind it. It's our dreams, doctor, that carry us on. They separate us from the beasts. I wouldn't want to go on living if I thought it was all just eating, and sleeping, and taking my clothes off, I mean putting them on...


The Taxi Driver: ...I've been driving this route for 15 years. I've brought them out here to get that stuff, and I've drove them home after they had it. It changes them... On the way out here, they sit back and enjoy the ride. They talk to me, some times we stop and watch the sunset, and look at the birds fly. And sometimes we stop and watch the birds when there ain't no birds. And look at the sunset when its raining. We have a swell time. And I always get a big tip. But afterwards, uh oh, they crab, crab, crab. They yell at me. Watch the lights. Watch the brakes, Watch the intersection. They scream at me to hurry. They got no faith in me, or my buggy. Yet, it's the same cab, the same driver. and we're going back over the very same road. It's no fun. And no tips... After this he'll be a perfectly normal human being. And you know what stinkers they are!


[Elwood bumps into an old friend he hasn't seen for some time]
Elwood P. Dowd: You've been away.
Mr. Miggles: For 90 days. Been doin' a job for the state. Makin' license plates.
Elwood P. Dowd: Oh, is that so? Interesting work?
Mr. Miggles: I can take it or leave it alone.
Elwood P. Dowd: Oh, I see.
Mr. Miggles: I did a job for 'em last year too. Helpin' 'em build a road.


Myrtle Mae Simmons: Oh, mother, people get run over by trucks every day. Why can't something like that happen to Uncle Elwood?


Mrs. Ethel Chauvenet: Does Elwood see anybody these days?
Veta Louise Simmons: Oh, yes, Aunt Ethel, Elwood sees somebody.


Miss Kelly: Well what shall I say to Mr. Dowd? What do I do? He'll probably be so furious he'll refuse to come down here.
Dr. Sanderson: Look, Miss Kelly. He's probably fit to be tied, but he's a man, isn't he?
Miss Kelly: I guess so. His name's *Mister*!
Dr. Sanderson: Well, then, go into your old routine. You know, the eyes, the swish, the works. I'm immune to it, but I've seen it work on some people, some of the patients out here. Now, you get him down here, Kelly, if you have to do a striptease!


Dr. Chumley: This sister of yours is at the bottom of a conspiracy against you. She's trying to persuade me to lock you up. Today, she had commitment papers drawn up. She has your power of attorney and the key to your safety box, and she brought you here!
Elwood P. Dowd: She did all that in one afternoon. That Veta certainly is a whirlwind, isn't she?

His Kind of Woman (1951)

Dan Milner: Do you mind if I join you?
Lenore Brent: Seems you have.


Jose Morro: She is beautiful as well as interesting, isn't she?
Dan Milner: She's beautiful - that's always interesting.


Dan Milner: I'm too young to die. How about you?
Mark Cardigan: Too well-known


[Saying goodbye]
Dan Milner: I'll see ya all of a sudden, Sam.


Lenore Brent: You killed Ferraro, how did it feel?
Dan Milner: He didn't say.


Mark Cardigan: I'm out of my mind to ask her... She hates everything I do.
Dan Milner: She likes you.
Mark Cardigan: Yeh, I know, that's what I don't understand.
Dan Milner: If she liked me, man, I wouldn't try to understand.


Dan Milner: Well, you see how it is: fools get away with the impossible.
Lenore Brent: That's because they're the only ones who try it.

Suddenly (1954)

Motorist: What town is this?
Deputy Slim Adams: Suddenly
Motorist: Suddenly, what?
Deputy Slim Adams: No, no. That's the name.
Motorist: Ha haha. That's a funny name for a town.
Deputy Slim Adams: uhhu. Hangover from the old days. That's the way things used to happen here, suddenly.
Motorist: I see.
Deputy Slim Adams: Road agents, gamblers, gunfighters.
Motorist: Well, I take it things have changed.
Deputy Slim Adams: uhhu. Things happen so slow now, the town council is figurin' to change the name to gradually.

Plan 9 from Outer Space (1959)

Criswell: Greetings, my friends. We are all interested in the future, for that is where you and I are going to spend the rest of our lives. And remember, my friends, future events such as these will affect you in the future.


Criswell: The ever-beautiful flowers she had planted with her own hands became nothing more than the lost roses of her cheeks.


Detective: But one thing's sure. Inspector Clay is dead, murdered, and somebody's responsible.


Paula Trent: I've never seen you in this mood before.
Jeff Trent: I guess that's because I've never been in this mood before.


Gravedigger: I don't like hearing noises, especially when there ain't supposed to be any.


Eros: It's because of men like you that all must be destroyed.


The Ruler: Plan 9? Ah, yes. Plan 9 deals with the resurrection of the dead. Long distance electrodes shot into the pineal and pituitary gland of the recently dead.


Colonel Tom Edwards: For a time we tried to contact them by radio but no response. Then they attacked a town, a small town I'll admit, but never the less a town of people, people who died.


Criswell: My friend, you have seen this incident, based on sworn testimony. Can you prove that it didn't happen?


Criswell: Perhaps, on your way home, someone will pass you in the dark, and you will never know it... for they will be from outer space.


Jeff Trent: Modern women. They've been like that all down through the ages.


Paula Trent: Saucers? You mean the kind from up there?


Paula Trent: Now, don't you worry. The saucers are up there. The graveyard is out there. But I'll be locked up safely in there.


Air Force Captain: Visits? That would indicate visitors.


Colonel Tom Edwards: This is the most fantastic story I've ever heard.
Jeff Trent: And every word of it's true, too.
Colonel Tom Edwards: That's the fantastic part of it.

The Little Shop of Horrors (1960)

Joe Fink: How's the wife, Frank?
Frank Stoolie: Not bad, Joe.
Joe Fink: Glad to hear it. The kids?
Frank Stoolie: Lost one yesterday.
Joe Fink: Lost one, huh? How'd that happen?
Frank Stoolie: Playing with matches
Joe Fink: Well, those're the breaks
Frank Stoolie: I guess so.


Wilbur Force: No novocaine. It dulls the senses.


Burson Fouch: I remember in one flower shop there was a whole wall covered with poison ivy and people came from miles around to look at that wall and they stayed to buy.
Gravis Mushnik: And the owner got rich?
Burson Fouch: No, he scratched himself to death in an insane asylum.

Lolita (1962)

Charlotte Haze: Do you believe in God?
Humbert Humbert: The question is does God believe in me?


Lolita Haze: Do you always have to shave twice a day?
Humbert Humbert: Yes, of course, because all the best people shave twice a day.


Charlotte Haze: Hum, you just touch me and I... I... I go as limp as a noodle. It scares me.
Humbert Humbert: Yes, I know the feeling.


Humbert Humbert: I want you to live with me and die with me and everything with me!

The Manchurian Candidate (1962)

Marco: Intelligence officer. Stupidity officer is more like it. Pentagon wants to open a Stupidity Division, they know who they can get to lead it.


Raymond Shaw: There are two kinds of people in this world: Those that enter a room and turn the television set on, and those that enter a room and turn the television set off.


Raymond Shaw: It's a terrible thing to hate your mother. But I didn't always hate her. When I was a child, I only kind of disliked her.


Dr. Yen Lo: His brain has not only been washed, as they say... It has been dry cleaned.


Raymond Shaw: Twelve days of Christmas! One day of Christmas is loathsome enough!


Mrs. Iselin: [to her husband] I keep telling you not to think! You're very, very good at a great many things, but thinking, hon', just simply isn't one of them.


Marco: It's not that Raymond Shaw is hard to like. He's impossible to like!

The Carpetbaggers (1964)

Jonas Cord: What's the wildest thing you've ever done.
Monica Winthrop: I hope I haven't done it yet.


Jonas Cord: What do you want to see on your honeymoon?
Monica Winthrop: Lots of lovely ceilings!


Jonas Cord, Sr.: What are you trying to prove? That you're a man? Well, a man is judged by what's in his head, not in his bed.


Jonas Cord: [referring to a porn film] As for this, I've seen it. Twice. You had good lighting and a bad director.

A Hard Day's Night (1964)

George: That's not your grandfather.
Paul: It is, you know.
George: But I've seen your grandfather. He lives in your house.
Paul: Oh, that's my other grandfather, but he's my grandfather, too.
John: How do you reckon that one out?
Paul: Well, everyone's entitled to two, aren't they?


Man on train: Don't take that tone with me young man. I fought the war for your sort.
Ringo: I bet you're sorry you won.


Man On Train: I shall call the guard.
Paul: Ah, but what? They don't take kindly to insults you know.


Reporter: How did you find America?
John: Turned left at Greenland.


Reporter: Has success changed your life?
George: Yes.


Reporter: Are you a mod, or a rocker?
Ringo: Um, no. I'm a mocker.


Reporter: Do you think these haircuts have come to stay?
Ringo: Well, this one has. You know, it's stuck on good and proper now.


Grandfather: I thought I was supposed to be getting a change of scenery. But so far I've been in a train and a room, a car and a room, and a room and a room.

A Thousand Clowns (1965)

Murray Burns: If things aren't funny then they're exactly what they are; and then they're like a long dental appointment.


Nick: I can imitate the voice of Alexander Hamilton. I do Alexander Hamilton, and Murray does a terrific Thomas Jefferson. We got the voices just right.
Speaking in normal tones: Murray to Nick: Hi, Alex, how're you doing?
Nick: Fine. Say, Tom, you should have been in Congress today.
Leo: This is ridiculous! You can't do an imitation of Alexander Hamilton, nobody knows what he sounds like.
Nick: That's the funny part.
Murray Burns: You missed the funny part, Leo.


Albert Amundson: You are not a person, Mr. Burns. You are an experience!


[in a candlelit restaurant]
Waiter: Have you decided on your luncheon order, sir?
Murray Burns: Yes. I'll have a hamburger. And a flashlight.


Murray Burns: Better go to your room.
Nick: This is a one room apartment.
Murray Burns: OK, then go to your alcove.

Annie Hall (1977)

Alvy Singer: There's an old joke. Uh, two elderly women are at a Catskills mountain resort, and one of 'em says, "Boy, the food at this place is really terrible." The other one says, "Yeah, I know, and such small portions." Well, that's essentially how I feel about life. Full of loneliness and misery and suffering and unhappiness, and it's all over much too quickly.


Alvy Singer: Don't you see the rest of the country looks upon New York like we're left-wing, communist, Jewish, homosexual pornographers? I think of us that way sometimes and I live here.


[After sex with Annie]
Alvy Singer: That was the most fun I've ever had without laughing.


[In California]
Annie Hall: It's so clean out here.
Alvy Singer: That's because they don't throw their garbage away, they turn it into television shows.


Annie Hall: So you wanna go into the movie or what?
Alvy Singer: No, I can't go into a movie that's already started, because I'm anal.
Annie Hall: That's a polite word for what you are.


Duane: Can I confess something? I tell you this as an artist,I think you'll understand. Sometimes when I'm driving... on the road at night... I see two headlights coming toward me. Fast. I have this sudden impulse to turn the wheel quickly, head-on into the oncoming car. I can anticipate the explosion. The sound of shattering glass. The... flames rising out of the flowing gasoline.
Alvy Singer: Right. Well, I have to - I have to go now, Duane, because I, I'm due back on the planet Earth.


Alvy Singer: What's with all these awards? They're always giving out awards. Best Fascist Dictator: Adolf Hitler.


[Alvy addresses a pair of strangers on the street]
Alvy Singer: Here, you look like a very happy couple, um, are you?
Female street stranger: Yeah.
Alvy Singer: Yeah? So, so, how do you account for it?
Female street stranger: Uh, I'm very shallow and empty and I have no ideas and nothing interesting to say.
Male street stranger: And I'm exactly the same way.
Alvy Singer: I see. Wow. That's very interesting. So you've managed to work out something?


Alvy Singer: I don't want to move to a city where the only cultural advantage is being able to make a right turn on a red light.


[After Annie parks the car]
Alvy Singer: Don't worry. We can walk to the curb from here.


Alvy Singer: A relationship, I think, is like a shark. You know? It has to constantly move forward or it dies. And I think what we got on our hands is a dead shark.


[Alvy on T.V.]
Alvy Singer: They did not take me in the Army. I was, um, interestingly enough, I was, I was 4-P. Yes. In the, in the event of war, I'm a hostage.