Frank: It's the same old story. Boy finds girl, boy loses girl, girl finds boy, boy forgets girl, boy remembers girl, girls dies in a tragic blimp accident over the Orange Bowl on New Year's Day.
Jane: Goodyear?
Frank: No, the worst.
Etikettarkiv: Kriminal
Ocean’s Eleven
Rusty: You scared?
Linus: You suicidal?
Rusty: Only in the morning.
Polisskolan 2 – Första uppdraget
Lt. Mauser: [Mauser and Proctor are spying on Lassard greeting the new recruits in his office] So… these academy rats are going to save the precinct?
Proctor: Hey, personally, lieutenant, I hope they fall flat on their asses.
Lt. Mauser: That can be arranged, you know?
Proctor: What do you mean?
Lt. Mauser: Well, if they fail, I take over as commander of the precinct.
Lt. Mauser: So?
Lt. Mauser: So… we make sure they fail.
Proctor: Who?
Lt. Mauser: The new recruits.
Proctor: Why?
Lt. Mauser: If they fail, Lassard's out, I'm in. And I'm gonna need somebody to be the new watch commander. And you know who that's gonna be.
Proctor: [confused] Who?
Lt. Mauser: [annoyed] You, dickhead, you!
Proctor: Oh… oh… well, good idea.
Lt. Mauser: You're not playing with a full deck, are you?
Proctor: Oh, I don't play cards.
The Card Counter
William Tell: [voiceover] The feeling of being forgiven by another and forgiving oneself are so much alike, there's no point in trying to keep them distinct.
American Hustle
Sydney Prosser: You're nothing to me until you're everything.
Donnie Brasco
Lefty: [standing next to Donnie's car at night] There's the boss. And, under him, there's the skipper. You know how this works?
Donnie Brasco: Yeah, it's like in the army.
Lefty: Bullshit. The army is some guy you don't know telling you to go whack some other guy you don't know.
Calm with Horses
Arm: [narrating] The Devers Don't Care About Blood… Blood Just Meant You Were Related… Loyalty Is What They Wanted
The Long Kiss Goodnight
Mitch Henessey: What I'm saying is, back when we first met, you were all like "Oh phooey, I burned the darn muffins." Now, you go into a bar, ten minutes later, sailors come runnin' out. What up with that?
Primal Fear
Gurty: Brother, mine.
Mike: Brother, mine.
Nyckeln till frihet
Andy Dufresne: [to Red] I guess it comes down to a simple choice, really. Get busy living, or get busy dying.