"I'm a goddamn marvel of modern science" - Jack Nicholson in One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest
"You can't have me! I'm taken! BY ME!!" - Jack again in Carnal Knowledge
"Tell everybody the pervert is back" - Woody Harrelson in The People vs Larry Flynt
"You know what you are Howard? You're the anti-christ! You're the mutha fuckin anti-Christ!" - Paul Giamatti in Private Parts
"Hey, you clowns are on dope!" - Paul Dooley in Shakes the Clown
"As soon as those cameras go off, he gonna fuck that little dog" - LaWanda Page in Shakes the Clown
Peppy the Clown: How am I doing?? How am I doing?? Blow it out your ass, you useless sack of shit!
Shakes the Clown: Okay Peppy, nice talkin to ya.
Peppy: Oh yeah! A real, real pleasure I'm sure. ASSHOLES! (does that thing where you flick your front teeth at someone with your thumb - what is that called anyway?)
Stenchy the Clown: Hey Peppy, you dropped your thesaurus. - Shakes the Clown
"wanna buy a monkey?" - David Letterman in Cabin Boy
From the Matrix:
Cypher: You know, I know this steak doesn't exist. I know that when I put it in my mouth, the Matrix is telling my brain that it is juicy and delicious. After nine years, you know what I realize? [Takes a bite of steak] Ignorance is bliss.
Agent Smith: I'd like to share a revelation that I’ve had during my time here. It came to me when I tried to classify your species, and I realised that humans are not actually mammals. Every mammal on this planet instinctively develops a natural equilibrium with the surrounding environment; but you humans do not. Instead you multiply, and multiply, until every resource is consumed. The only way for you to survive is to spread to another area. There is another organism on this planet that follows the same pattern... a virus. Human beings are a disease, a cancer on this planet, you are a plague, and we... are the cure.
Morpheus: What is real? How do you define real? If real is what you can feel, smell, taste and see, then 'real' is simply electrical signals interpreted by your brain
Morpheus: We don't know who struck first, us or them. But we do know it was us that scorched the sky. At the time, they were dependent on solar power. It was believed they would be unable to survive without an energy source as abundant as the sun. Throughout human history, we have been dependent on machines to survive. Fate, it seems, is not without a sense of irony.
From Dead Poets Society:
Keating: Now I'd like you to step forward over here. They're not that different from you, are they? Same haircuts. Full of hormones, just like you. Invincible, just like you feel. The world is their oyster. They believe they're destined for great things, just like many of you, their eyes are full of hope, just like you. Did they wait until it was too late to make from their lives even one iota of what they were capable? Because, you see gentlemen, these boys are now fertilizing daffodils. But if you listen real close, you can hear them whisper their legacy to you. Go on, lean in. Listen, you hear it? --- Carpe --- hear it? --- Carpe, carpe diem, seize the day boys, make your lives extraordinary.
Keating: We don't read and write poetry because it's cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for. To quote from Whitman, "O me! O life!... of the questions of these recurring; of the endless trains of the faithless--of cities filled with the foolish; what good amid these, O me, O life? Answer. That you are here - that life exists, and identity; that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse." That the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be?
