"Hello--my name is Inigo Montoya...you killed my father...prepare to die."

[Arkham House]

...my favorite line in the movies...what's yours?

[WinkyDink]

1. "Why, no, Mr. Bond; I expect you to DIE!"

[zabet]

2. ".....You and I have unfinished business."

[ghostsofgiants]

3. Stop saying that!

:P

[Parche]

4. YOU CANT HANDLE THE TRUTH

You don't want the truth. Because deep
down, in places you don't talk about at
parties, you want me on that wall. You want
me there
(boasting)
We use words like honor, code,
loyalty...we use these words as the
backbone to a life spent defending
something. You use 'em as a punchline.
(beat)
I have neither the time nor the
inclination to explain myself to a man who
rises and sleeps under the blanket of the
very freedom I provide, then questions the
manner in which I provide it. I'd prefer
you just said thank you and went on your
way. Otherwise, I suggest you pick up a
weapon and stand a post. Either way, I
don't give a damn what you think you're
entitled to.


:hi:

[EstimatedProphet]

5. A dream to some...A NIGHTMARE TO OTHERS!

Merlin, Excalibur

[MrScorpio]

6. "I find your lack of faith disturbing."

[u2spirit]

7. "who fucking farted"

from Dogma. Jason Mewes.

[BrotherBuzz]

8. Matt Damom's classic from Good Will Hunting

Will: Why shouldn't I work for the N.S.A.? That's a tough one, but I'll take a shot. Say I'm working at N.S.A. Somebody puts a code on my desk, something nobody else can break. Maybe I take a shot at it and maybe I break it. And I'm real happy with myself, 'cause I did my job well. But maybe that code was the location of some rebel army in North Africa or the Middle East. Once they have that location, they bomb the village where the rebels were hiding and fifteen hundred people I never met, never had a no problem with get killed. Now the politicians are sayin', "Oh, Send in the marines to secure the area" 'cause they don't give a shit. It won't be their kid over there, gettin' shot. Just like it wasn't them when their number got called, 'cause they were pullin' a tour in the National Guard. It'll be some kid from Southie takin' shrapnel in the ass. And he comes back to find that the plant he used to work at got exported to the country he just got back from. And the guy who put the shrapnel in his ass got his old job, 'cause he'll work for fifteen cents a day and no bathroom breaks. Meanwhile he realizes the only reason he was over there in the first place was so we could install a government that would sell us oil at a good price. And of course the oil companies used the skirmish over there to scare up domestic oil prices. A cute little ancillary benefit for them, but it ain't helping my buddy at two-fifty a gallon. And they're takin' their sweet time bringin' the oil back of course, and maybe even took the liberty of hiring an alcoholic skipper who likes to drink martinis and fuckin' play slalom with the icebergs, and it ain't too long 'til he hits one, spills the oil and kills all the sea life in the North Atlantic. So now my buddy's out of work and he can't afford to drive, so he's got to walk to the fuckin' job interviews, which sucks 'cause the shrapnel in his ass is givin' him chronic hemorrhoids. And meanwhile he's starvin' 'cause every time he tries to get a bite to eat the only blue plate special they're servin' is North Atlantic scrod with Quaker State. So what did I think? I'm holdin' out for somethin' better. I figure fuck it, while I'm at it why not just shoot my buddy, take his job, give it to his sworn enemy, hike up gas prices, bomb a village, club a baby seal, hit the hash pipe and join the National Guard? I could be elected president.

[OzarkDem]

14. That is a good speech

Great movie, too.

[pokerfan]

16. Also Robin Williams' monologue from GWH

So if I asked you about art, you'd probably give me the skinny on every art book ever written. Michelangelo, you know a lot about him. Life's work, political aspirations, him and the pope, sexual orientations, the whole works, right? But I'll bet you can't tell me what it smells like in the Sistine Chapel. You've never actually stood there and looked up at that beautiful ceiling; seen that. If I ask you about women, you'd probably give me a syllabus about your personal favorites. You may have even been laid a few times. But you can't tell me what it feels like to wake up next to a woman and feel truly happy. You're a tough kid. And I'd ask you about war, you'd probably throw Shakespeare at me, right, "once more unto the breach dear friends." But you've never been near one. You've never held your best friend's head in your lap, watch him gasp his last breath looking to you for help. I'd ask you about love, you'd probably quote me a sonnet. But you've never looked at a woman and been totally vulnerable. Known someone that could level you with her eyes, feeling like God put an angel on earth just for you. Who could rescue you from the depths of hell. And you wouldn't know what it's like to be her angel, to have that love for her, be there forever, through anything, through cancer. And you wouldn't know about sleeping sitting up in the hospital room for two months, holding her hand, because the doctors could see in your eyes, that the terms "visiting hours" don't apply to you. You don't know about real loss, 'cause it only occurs when you've loved something more than you love yourself. And I doubt you've ever dared to love anybody that much. And look at you... I don't see an intelligent, confident man... I see a cocky, scared shitless kid. But you're a genius Will. No one denies that. No one could possibly understand the depths of you. But you presume to know everything about me because you saw a painting of mine, and you ripped my fucking life apart. You're an orphan right? (Will nods) You think I know the first thing about how hard your life has been, how you feel, who you are, because I read Oliver Twist? Does that encapsulate you? Personally... I don't give a shit about all that, because you know what, I can't learn anything from you, I can't read in some fuckin' book. Unless you want to talk about you, who you are. Then I'm fascinated. I'm in. But you don't want to do that do you sport? You're terrified of what you might say. Your move, chief.

[Aristus]

9. "Breakfast is at eight. Seven in the fishing season. It's not the fishing season."

B-)

[applegrove]

10. I loved that line from the Princess Bride.

[cloudbase]

11. Shoot, a fella' could have a pretty good weekend in Vegas with all that stuff. n/t

[lateo]

12. "Baby wants to fuck!"

"Baby wants to fuck Blue Velvet!"

[QueenOfCalifornia]

13. Silence of the Lambs

Hannibal Lecter:
You know what you look like to me, with your good bag and your cheap shoes? You look like a rube. A well scrubbed, hustling rube with a little taste. Good nutrition's given you some length of bone, but you're not more than one generation from poor white trash, are you, Agent Starling? And that accent you've tried so desperately to shed: pure West Virginia. What is your father, dear? Is he a coal miner? Does he stink of the lamp? You know how quickly the boys found you... all those tedious sticky fumblings in the back seats of cars... while you could only dream of getting out... getting anywhere... getting all the way to the FBI.

Clarice Starling:
You see a lot, Doctor. But are you strong enough to point that high-powered perception at yourself? What about it? Why don't you - why don't you look at yourself and write down what you see? Or maybe you're afraid to.

---------------------------------------------
My all time favorite film - can't watch it with the kids (or most people) but I don't care.

[pokerfan]

15. I'm your huckleberry.

Val Kilmer as Doc Holliday in Tombstone (1993)

[SOteric]

17. "I do not think that means what you think that means."

[AZBlue]

18. I'm not bad, I'm just drawn that way.

Second best: Jesus Christ, who's a girl got to suck around here to get a drink?

[Danger Mouse]

19. Mr. Blonde from Resevoir Dogs, take it away!

"Listen kid, I'm not gonna bullshit you, all right? I don't give a good fuck what you know, or don't know, but I'm gonna torture you anyway, regardless. Not to get information. It's amusing, to me, to torture a cop. You can say anything you want cause I've heard it all before. All you can do is pray for a quick death, which you ain't gonna get."
:scared:

[Danger Mouse]

21. from the 'Princess Bride' also...

Vizzini - 'Do you want me to send you back to where you were? Unemployed...in Greenland??'

Count Rugen - 'You must be that little Spanish brat I taught a lesson to all those years ago. You've been chasing me your whole life only to fail now? I think that's about the worst thing I've ever heard. How marvelous.'

Westley - Give us the gate key.
Yellin - I have no gate key.
Inigo Montoya - Fezzik, tear his arms off.
Yellin - Oh, you mean *this* gate key.

LOVE that movie :)

[stanwyck]

20. That line has become part of our family liturgy

My son, now 24, used to repeat that line with variations. "Mother, you have given us asparagus for supper. Prepare to die." It's a multi-purpose line.