Quotes:I tried taking pictures, but they were so mediocre. I guess every girl goes through a photography phase. You know, horses... taking pictures of your feet.
Jim. Can't you keep your shirt on? You're scaring the chicks away.
Your eyes are full of hate, forty-one. That's good. Hate keeps a man alive.
I know that you are a man of your word, General. I know that you would die for honour, for Rome, for the memory of your ancestors. But as for me? I'm an entertainer.
Those of you lucky enough to have your lives take them with you. However, leave the limbs you've lost. They belong to me now.
Dougal, is there anything on your mind?
Is that your final answer?
Little by little. You're just letting yourself become... Tyler Durden!
How much can you know about yourself, you've never been in a fight? I don't wanna die without any scars.
What is your deepest fear?
Your brother, Harry Bailey, broke through the ice and died at the age of nine.
Yeah I sucked it. I sucked his dick. And you know what? His cock is bigger than yours.
Keep on riding me and they're gonna be picking iron out of your liver.
If that plane leaves the ground and you're not with him, you'll regret it. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but soon... and for the rest of your life.
I pledge myself to your teachings. To the ways of the Sith.
You gotta protect your McNuggets!
Fix your hair. You look like a damn cockatoo.
Be without fear in the face of your enemies. Be brave and upright so that God may love thee. Speak the truth, always, even if it leads to your death. Safeguard the helpless and do no wrong. That is your oath.
Cram it up your cramhole, Lafleur!
David Mills: Wait, I thought all you did was kill innocent people.
John Doe: Innocent? Is that supposed to be funny? An obese man... a disgusting man who could barely stand up; a man who if you saw him on the street, you'd point him out to your friends so that they could join you in mocking him; a man, who if you saw him while you were eating, you wouldn't be able to finish your meal. After him, I picked the lawyer and I know you both must have been secretly thanking me for that one. This is a man who dedicated his life to making money by lying with every breath that he could muster to keeping murderers and rapists on the streets!
David Mills: Murderers?
John Doe: A woman...
David Mills: Murderers, John, like yourself?
John Doe: [interrupts] A woman... so ugly on the inside she couldn't bear to go on living if she couldn't be beautiful on the outside. A drug dealer, a drug dealing pederast, actually! And let's not forget the disease-spreading whore! Only in a world this shitty could you even try to say these were innocent people and keep a straight face. But that's the point. We see a deadly sin on every street corner, in every home, and we tolerate it. We tolerate it because it's common, it's trivial. We tolerate it morning, noon, and night. Well, not anymore. I'm setting the example. What I've done is going to be puzzled over and studied and followed... forever.
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our dark that most frightens us.
Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people don't feel insecure around you.We are all meant to shine as children do. Its not just in some of us; its in everyone. And as we let our own lights shine, we unconsiously give other people to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others. Sir I just wanna say thank you . . . You saved my life.
Lyle,don't let any one else stick a pipe up your a** or you might like it.
"Ed: I'm sorry Shaun.
Shaun: No it's ok it's not your fault.
Ed: No Shaun. I'm sorry.
Shaun: Oh that isn't funny.
Ed: I'll stop doing it when you stop laughing."
Sons of Gondor, of Rohan, my brothers! I see in your eyes the same fear that would take the heart of me. A day may come when the courage of Men fails…. When we forsake our friends and break all bonds of fellowship. But it is not this day! An hour of wolves and shattered shields when the age of Men comes crashing down. But it is not this day! This day we fight! By all that you hold dear on this good earth I bid you stand, Men of the West!
What does your heart tell you?
The way your dad looked at it, this watch was your birthright. He'd be damned if any of the slopes were gonna get their greasy yellow hands on his boy's birthright. So he hid it in the one place he knew he could hide something: his ass. Five long years, he wore this watch, up his ass. Then when he died of dysentery, he gave me the watch. I hid this uncomfortable piece of metal up my ass for two years. Then, after seven years, I was sent home to my family. And now, little man, I give the watch to you.
Your kids have touched me...and I'm pretty sure I've touched them too...
What's your favorite color?
It was their hands that built this city of ours, Father. But where do the hands belong in your scheme?
Lower your flags and march straight back to England, stopping at every home to beg forgiveness for a hundred years of theft, rape, and murder. Do this and your men shall live. Do it not, and every one of you will die today.
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