D.I. Finch: You are no longer black, or brown, or yellow, or red! You are now green, you are light green, dark green do you understand me! All Marines: Sir Yes Sir! D.I. Finch: Swofford! Swofford: Sir Yes Sir!! D.I. Finch: Are you the maggot whose father served in Vietnam. Swofford: Sir Yes Sir!! D.I. Finch: Did he have the balls to die there. Swofford: Sir No Sir!! D.I. Finch: To fucking bad?Ä?are you balling me with those baby blues?! ARE YOU!!! Swofford: Sir No Sir!!! D.I. Finch: Oh so you don't think I look good in my uniform Swofford! Swofford: Sir the Drill Instructor looks fabulous in his uniform Sir. D.I. Finch: Oh so your gay then and you love me. Swofford: Sir I?Äôm not gay Sir. D.I. Finch: Do you have a girlfriend Swofford?! Swofford: Sir Yes Sir!! D.I. Finch: Guess again mother-fucker, Jodie?Äôs bangin' her right now, I want you to give me 25 for every time she gets fucked this month!!! DOWN ON YOUR FACE!!!   (Jarhead)

--Darling, are you packing? --Just putting away the liquor.   (After the Thin Man)

Go ahead and shoot, Fun Boy. You've got me dead bang   (Crow, The)

Because I like you, Douglas.   (Guarding Tess)

Will: Ned, you are a gentlemen. Ned: And you are a Warrickshire shithouse.   (Shakespeare in Love)

--The real...the real flag? There's a 'real' flag?
--Yeah, ours was the replacement flag. We put it up when they took the other one down.   (Flags of Our Fathers)

Those goons are orphan remnants of the post-Perestroika Soviet Secret Police apparatus which, until 1991, carried out its own twisted interpretation of the well intentioned original Marxist-Leninist doctrine using the State Security, which was massively corrupted by Beria at the end of the '30s. Of course once a mass popular is coerced into such behavior as a permanent condition of their mind, a radical doctrinal, dialectic shift such as Glasnost, produces guys like these: stunned headless automata whose only purpose in their lives is the continuation of brutish measures to which their genetic code has been programmed since the fall of the Romanovs.   (Blues Brothers 2000)

asshole. broke his arm (laughs)   (That Thing You Do!)

How many of you know the story or Icarus, the man who rolled the ball up the hill 'till finally he got so high up it melted in the heat of the sun. Youre all like Icarus!   (Heavyweights)

I'm a guest here. I'll be treated with respect, Sergeant Opie.   (Under Suspicion)

Landon:Come on Jamie open the door please Jamie:what do you want Landon:oo your not in a good mood Jamie:you don't miss a thing Landon:listen Jamie i was hoping we could run lines together Jamie:ok but just not so anybody knows right Landon:well i just figured we could suprise everyone at how good i get Jamie:like we could be secret friends Landon:exactly, exactly! It's like you're reading my mind Jamie:great um maybe you could read mine Landon:Jamie Jamie i cant just be your friend Jamie:look i thought i saw something in you something good but i was very wrong Landon:Damn it! (Father opens the door) Landon:sorry   (Walk To Remember, A)

Kim Jong Il: You're breakin' my barls Hans Brigs!   (Team America: World Police)

The kid is resilient!   (First Blood)

*Tagline*__ For each of man's evils, a special demon exists   (Pumpkinhead)

1. Rule Number One: Never be too eager to rush your opponent. 2. Wanna play prison rules, frogman, huh? Wanna play prison rules? Ok, you got it.(fight resumes)All right, now you've unlocked the beast! 1. From this position, it's relatively easy to manipulate your opponent. And thus, we have the chicken wing. The arm bar, the crow bar, and my personal favorite...the pacifier!   (Pacifier, The)

If I want to discuss the S&P 500, I'll call my broker.   (Under Suspicion)

1/_If you ever EVER tank another play like you did today, I'm gunna cut your nuts off and stuff em down your fuckin' throat!! 2/ Coffee anyone?   (Major League)

Yeah but everyone thinks were thieving little cunts...... That's beacuase you are thieving little cunts   (Football Factory, The)

One time, Regina George punched me in the face. It was awesome.   (Mean Girls)

I want small coke no ice   (
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