Back in Chicago, we had a skunk and Mama named it Justin Mattice. She always used to yell at it, YOU STINK JUSTIN MATTICE! Until one day she just killed it.   (Hope Floats)

Dear Clarice,______________ I have followed with enthusiasm the course of your disgrace and public shaming.... my own never bothered me except of course, of the inconvienience of being incarcerated. But you my lack perspective. In our discussions down in the dungeon it was apparent to me that your father, the dead night watchman figures largely in your value system. I think your success in putting an end to Jame Gumb's career as a coutorier pleased you most because you could imagine your father being pleased. But now alas you are in bad odour with the FBI. Do you imagine your daddy being shamed by your disgrace? Do you see him in his plane pine box crushed by your failure? The sorry petty end of a promising career? What is worst about this humilliation, Clarice? Is it how your failure will reflect in your mommy and daddy? Is your worst fear that people will now and forever believe they were indeed just good old trailer-camp, tornado-bait, white trash? And that perhaps you are too? Hmmm? By the way I couldn't help noticing on the FBI rather dull public website that I have been hoisted from bureau's archive of the commom criminal and elevated to the more prestigious ten most wanted list. Is this coincidence? Are you back on the case? If so..... goody-goody! Cause I need to come out of retirement and return to public life. I imagine you sitting in a dark basement room bent over papers and computer screens. Is that accurate? Please tell me truly, Special Agent Starling______________ Regards___________ Your old pal Hannibal Lecter M.D._____________ P.S. Clearly this new assignment is not your choice, rather I suppose this part of the bargain but, you accepted it Clarice. Your job is to craft my doom. So I am not yours as well as I should wish you, but I'm sure we'll have a lot o' fun._______________ Ta-ta,__________ *H*   (Hannibal)

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To God, there is no zero. I still exist.   (Incredible Shrinking Man, The)

Lou worked it out that there are seven spiritual planes, and the love we had was somewhere near the top.   (Sweetie)

All gay men have track lighting. And all gay men are named Mark, Rick, or Steve.   (Steel Magnolias)

Thorn: You're the CO, which means you have certain powers. Hall: Powers? Thorn: Isn't it possible that you can have a certain soldier trans...Hall: Trans...atlantic? Thorn: Trans... Hall: ...vestite? Transferred!   (Sgt. Bilko)

No one outside this room has that information.   (Spies Like Us)

Once an angel always an angel   (Always)

Cop: I have to make an arrest here, I had a complaint. Valo: I have this sports watch, you can have it. Here. Ryan: Please shut up. Cop: You don't want to make any more trouble for yourself, son. Tell you what, you take your sports watch and you time how long it takes you to get your buddy out of jail. Huh, you like that?   (Haggard: The Movie)

Why don't you analyze my Oedipus complex or my lousy father?   (Cobweb, The)

1. You couldn't c-catch me if I stole your ch-chair with you in it. 2(mockingly)My ch-chair with me in it? Well, let me ask you a question, why are you trying to k-k-kill me?   (Die Hard with a Vengeance)

[Tagline] Two men driven to tell the truth, whatever the cost   (Insider, The)

Let's drink easy and long and consistently.   (Never So Few)

I drew up this map for him. It shows the location of a great deposit of kryalite.   (My Favorite Brunette)

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A shark can smell blood a mile off when he's hungry.   (Spy Who Came In from the Cold, The)

Where are the Marines?   (Librarian: Quest for the Spear, The)

Xavier: Logan, my tolerance for your smoking in the mansion not withstanding, continue smoking that in here and you will spend the rest of your days under the impression that you are a six-year-old girl.
Logan: ...You'd do that?
Xavier: I'd have Jean braid your hair.   (X2)