Best movie lines ever

[Sir Stewart]

I had always heard that life...

Yes. Thanks.

[radiokills]

Jules: What does Marcellus Wallace look like?

Brett: What?

Jules: What country you from?

Brett: What?

Jules: What ain't no country I ever heard of! They speak English in What?

Brett: What?

Jules: ENGLISH, MOTHERFUCKER! DO-YOU-SPEAK-IT?

Brett: Yes!

Jules: Then you know what I'm saying!

Brett: Yes!

Jules: Describe what Marcellus Wallace looks like!

Brett: What, I-?

Jules: [pointing his gun] Say what again. SAY WHAT AGAIN. I dare you, I double dare you, motherfucker. Say what one more goddamn time.

Brett: He's b-b-black...

Jules: Go on.

Brett: He's bald...

Jules: Does he look like a bitch?

Brett: What?

[Jules shoots Brett in shoulder]

Jules: DOES HE LOOK LIKE A BITCH?

Brett: No!

Jules: Then why you try to fuck him like a bitch, Brett?

Brett: I didn't.

Jules: Yes you did. Yes you did, Brett. You tried to fuck him. And Marcellus Wallace don't like to be fucked by anybody, except Mrs. Wallace.

 

pulp fiction is my favorite movie

[tugmoose]

I was going to post some line from The Big Lebowski too.

"I am the walrus?"

[tugmoose]

: The Lady of the Lake,...

[angels sing]

...her arm clad in the purest shimmering samite, held aloft Excalibur from

the bosom of the water signifying by Divine Providence that I, Arthur, was

to carry Excalibur.

[singing stops]

That is why I am your king!

DENNIS: Listen, strange women lying in ponds distributing swords is no basis

for a system of government. Supreme executive power derives from a mandate

from the masses, not from some farcical aquatic ceremony.

ARTHUR: Be quiet!

DENNIS: Well, but you can't expect to wield supreme executive power just

'cause some watery tart threw a sword at you!

ARTHUR: Shut up!

DENNIS: I mean, if I went 'round saying I was an emperor just because some

moistened bint had lobbed a scimitar at me, they'd put me away!

ARTHUR: Shut up, will you. Shut up!

DENNIS: Ah, now we see the violence inherent in the system.

ARTHUR: Shut up!

DENNIS: Oh! Come and see the violence inherent in the system! Help, help!

I'm being repressed!

ARTHUR: Bloody peasant!

DENNIS: Oh, what a give-away. Did you hear that? Did you hear that, eh?

That's what I'm on about. Did you see him repressing me? You saw it,

didn't you?

[Aeglos]

I knew these people ...

 

What people?

 

These two people. They were in love with each other. The girl was ... very young, about seventeen or eighteen, I guess. And the guy was ...quite a bit older. He was kind of raggedy and wild. She was very beautiful, you know.

 

Yeah.

 

And together they turned everything into a kind of an adventure, and she liked that. Just an ordinary trip down the grocery store was ...full of adventure. They were always laughing at stupid things. He liked to make her laugh. And ...they didn't much care for anything else, because all they wanted to do was be with each other. They were always together.

 

Sounds like they were very happy.

 

Yes, they were. They were real happy. And he, he loved her more than he ever felt possible. He couldn't stand being away from her, uh ... during the day when he went to work. So, he quit. Just to be home with her.

Then he got another job when the money ran out, then he quit again. But pretty soon, she started to worry.

 

About what?

 

Money, I guess. Not having enough. Not knowing when the next check was coming in.

 

Yep. I know that feeling.

 

So he started to get kind of ...torn inside.

 

How do you mean?

 

Well he knew he had to work to support her, but he couldn't stand being away from her, either.

 

Ah, I see.

 

And the more he was away from her, the crazier he got. Except now, he got really crazy. He started imagining all kinds of things.

 

Like what?

 

He started thinking that she was seeing other men on the sly. He'd come home from work and accuse her of spending the day with somebody else. He'd yell at her, break things in the trailer.

 

The trailer?

 

Yes. They lived in a trailer home.

 

Excuse me, sir, but were you in to visit me the other day? I don't mean pry.

 

No.

 

Oh. I thought I recognized your voice for a minute.

 

No. It wasn't me.

 

Mm-hmm. Please go on.

 

Anyway, he started to drink real bad. And he'd stay out late to test her.

 

What do you mean "test her"?

 

To see if she'd get jealous.

 

Ha. Mm-hmm.

 

He wanted her to get jealous, but she didn't. She just worried about him, but that got him even madder.

 

Why?

 

Because ...he thought if she never got jealous of him, she didn't really care about him. Jealousy was a sign of her love for him. And then one night, one night, she told him she was pregnant. She was about three or fourth months pregnant, and he didn't even know. And then suddenly everything changed. He stopped drinking, he got a steady job. He was convinced that she loved him now, because she was carrying his child. And he was going to dedicated himself to making a home for her. But a funny thing started to happen.

 

What?

 

He didn't even notice at first. She started to change. On the day the baby was born, she began to get irritated with everything around her. She got mad at everything. Even the baby seemed to be an injustice to her. He kept trying to make everything all right for her. Buy her things. Take her out to dinner once a week. But nothing seemed to satisfy her.

For two years he struggled to put them back together like they were when they first met. Finally, he knew that it was never gonna work out. So, he hit the bottle again. But this time it got mean. This time when he came home late at night she wasn't worried about him, or jealous, she was just enraged.

She accused him of holding her captive, by making her have a baby. She told him that she dreamed about escaping. It was all she dreamed about: escape. She saw herself at night, running naked down a highway. Running across fields, running down river beds, always running.

And always, just as she was about to get away, he'd be there. He would stop her somehow. Hr would just appear and stop her.

And when she told him these dreams, he believed them. He knew she had to be stopped, or she'd leave him forever. So he tied a cowbell to her ankle, so he could hear it at night if she tried to get out bed. But she learned how to muffle the bell by stucking a sock into it and inched her away out bed and into the night.

He caught her one night, when the sock fell out and he heard her trying to run out to the highway. He caught her, dragged her back to the trailer and tied her to the stove with his belt. He just left her there, he went back to bed and lay there and listening to her scream. And he listened to his son scream.

He was surprised at himself because he didn't feel anything anymore.

All he wanted to do was sleep.

And for the first time, he wished he were far away, lost in a deep, vast country where nobody knew him. Somewhere without language or streets. And he dreamed about this place without knowing its name. And when he woke up he was on fire. There were blue flames burning the sheets of his bed.

He ran through the flames towards the only two people he loved. But they were gone.

His arms were burning. And he threw himself outside, and rolled on the wet ground.

Then he ran.

He never looked back at the fire. He just ran. He ran until the sun came up, til he couldn't run any further. And when the sun went down, he ran again.

For five days he ran like this ...until every sign of man ...had disappeared.

[Sir Stewart]

Is that the whole movie?

[JUDE]

And that's the hardest part. Today everything is different; there's no action... have to wait around like everyone else. Can't even get decent food - right after I got here, I ordered some spaghetti with marinara sauce, and I got egg noodles and ketchup. I'm an average nobody... get to live the rest of my life like a schnook

[Lammycat]

Is it safe? Is it safe?!

[aricandover]

Who picks up this mess? Well you're going to pick up this mess, because YOU are a garbage man.

[Sir Stewart]

Miss Kenton, I would ask you to keep your voice down. What would the other servants think to hear us shouting at the top of our voices about... chinamen?