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Guess what movie the quote is from. Winner gets to post the next quote.
“Well, **** you, too. **** me, **** you, **** this whole city and everyone in it. **** the panhandlers, grubbing for money, and smiling at me behind my back. **** the squeegee men dirtying up the clean windshield of my car. Get a ****ing job! **** the Sikhs and the Pakistanis bombing down the avenues in decrepit cabs, curry steaming out their pores, stinking up my day. Terrorists in ****ing training. SLOW THE **** DOWN! **** the Chelsea boys with their waxed chests and pumped up biceps. Going down on each other in my parks and on my piers, jingling their male reproductive organs on my Channel 35. **** the Korean grocers with their pyramids of overpriced fruit and their tulips and roses wrapped in plastic. Ten years in the country, still no speaky English? **** the Russians in Brighton Beach. Mobster thugs sitting in cafés, sipping tea in little glbumes, sugar cubes between their teeth. Wheelin’ and dealin’ and schemin’. Go back where you ****ing came from! **** the black-hatted Chbumidim, strolling up and down 47th street in their dirty gabardine with their dandruff. Selling South African apartheid diamonds! **** the Wall Street brokers. Self-styled masters of the universe. Michael Douglas, Gordon Gekko wannabe mother ****ers, figuring out new ways to rob hard working people blind. Send those Enron bumholes to jail for ****ING LIFE! You think Bush and Cheney didn’t know about that ****? Give me a ****ing break! Tyco! Worldcom! **** the Puerto Ricans. 20 to a car, swelling up the welfare rolls, worst ****in’ parade in the city. And don’t even get me started on the Dom-in-i-cans, ‘cause they make the Puerto Ricans look good. **** the Bensonhurst Italians with their pomaded hair, their nylon warm-up suits, their St. Anthony medallions, swinging their, Jason Giambi, Louisville slugger, baseball bats, trying to audition for the Sopranos. **** the Upper East Side wives with their Hermes scarves and their fifty-dollar Balducci artichokes. Overfed faces getting pulled and lifted and stretched, all taut and shiny. You’re not fooling anybody, sweetheart! **** the uptown brothers. They never pbum the ball, they don’t want to play defense, they take five steps on every lay-up to the hoop. And then they want to turn around and blame everything on the white man. Slavery ended one hundred and thirty seven years ago. Move the **** on! **** the corrupt cops with their bum violating plungers and their 41 shots, standing behind a blue wall of silence. You betray our trust! **** the priests who put their hands down some innocent child’s pants. **** the church that protects them, delivering us into evil. And while you’re at it, **** JC! He got off easy! A day on the cross, a weekend in hell, and all the hallelujahs of the legioned angels for eternity! Try seven years in ****in’ Otisville, J! **** Osama Bin Laden, Al Qaeda, and backward-bum, cave-dwelling, fundamentalist bumholes everywhere. On the names of innocent thousands murdered, I pray you spend the rest of eternity with your seventy-two whores roasting in a jet-fuel fire in hell. You towel headed camel jockeys can kiss my royal Irish bum! **** Jacob Elinsky, whining malcontent. **** Francis Xavier Slaughtery my best friend, judging me while he stares at my girlfriend’s bum. **** Naturelle Riviera, I gave her my trust and she stabbed me in the back, sold me up the river, ****ing ****. **** my father with his endless grief, standing behind that bar sipping on club sodas, selling whisky to firemen, cheering the Bronx bombers. **** this whole city and everyone in it. From the row-houses of Astoria to the penthouses on Park Avenue, from the projects in the Bronx to the lofts in Soho. From the tenements in Alphabet City to the brownstones in Park slope to the split-levels in Staten Island. Let an earthquake crumble it, let the fires rage, let it burn to ****ing ash and then let the waters rise and submerge this whole rat-infested place. [pause] No. No, **** you, Montgomery Brogan. You had it all, and you threw it away, you dumb ****!” |
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Posted On: 03/09/2010 3:17PM | View xxEmoxKidxx's Profile | # | ||||||
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25th hour |
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Posted On: 03/09/2010 3:18PM | View Vageena Davis's Profile | # | ||||||
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Vageena Davis Posted:
We have a winner! |
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Posted On: 03/09/2010 3:20PM | View xxEmoxKidxx's Profile | # | ||||||
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Next quote
“Get your Patchouli stink outta my store!” |
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Posted On: 03/09/2010 3:23PM | View Vageena Davis's Profile | # | ||||||
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Vageena Davis Posted:
High Fidelity
How about… “I’m not mad at you. You want to know why? Because I hated it away. Because this is stupid. I mean, we’ve been friends for 21 years. I don’t want to be mad at you. I don’t want you to be mad at me. I want us to have fun. I want us to be happy. And I think we can. I mean, I’m out there and I’m all ****ed off at you, and then I was like, well, **** it! We can do whatever we want, right? So I say, **** being mad with each other. So what do you say? Why don’t you take whatever it is that’s bothering you about me and just hate it away?”
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Posted On: 03/09/2010 3:30PM | View Afterthotz's Profile | # | ||||||
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Afterthotz Posted:
Nothing
Next: Monique: Russell, there’s beer cans in the trash in the kitchen. There’s beer cans in the trash in the bathroom. There’s beer cans in the trash in the basement. What does that say? Russell: We’re out of beer? |
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Posted On: 03/09/2010 3:32PM | View ERECTILE_DEATH's Profile | # | ||||||
ERECTILE_DEATH Posted:
Bio-dome
The Durango ‘95 purred away a real horrowshow – a nice, warm vibraty feeling all through your guttiwuts. And soon it was trees and dark, my brothers, with real country dark. |
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Posted On: 03/09/2010 4:39PM | View GGG_Ace's Profile | # | ||||||
GGG_Ace Posted:
A Clockwork Orange
Try This: “There was me, that is Alex, and my three droogs, that is Pete, Georgie, and Dim, and we sat in the Korova Milkbar trying to make up our rbumoodocks what to do with the evening. The Korova milkbar sold milk-plus, milk plus vellocet or synthemesc or drencrom, which is what we were drinking. This would sharpen you up and make you ready for a bit of the old ultra-violence.” |
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Posted On: 03/09/2010 5:22PM | View iostiogic's Profile | # | ||||||
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iostiogic Posted:
Also A Clockwork Orange.
Quote:”And I am reminded, on this holy day, of the sad story of Kitty Genovese. As you all may remember, a long time ago, almost thirty years ago, this poor soul cried out for help time and time again, but no person answered her calls. Though many saw, no one so much as called the police. They all just watched as Kitty was being stabbed to death in broad daylight. They watched as her bumailant walked away. Now, we must all fear evil men. But there is another kind of evil which we must fear most, and that is the indifference of good men.” |
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Posted On: 03/09/2010 5:30PM | View OrsonScottCard's Profile | # | ||||||
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OrsonScottCard Posted:
Boondock Saints “In certain… extreme situations, the law is inadequate. In order to shame its inadequacy, it is necessary to act outside the law, to pursue natural justice. This is not vengeance. Revenge is not a valid motive, it’s an emotional response. No, not vengeance. Punishment.” |
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Posted On: 03/09/2010 6:25PM | View Player X's Profile | # | ||||||
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The Punisher
This is your life and it’s ending one minute at a time. |
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Posted On: 03/09/2010 8:30PM | View xxEmoxKidxx's Profile | # | ||||||
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xxEmoxKidxx Posted:
fight club
And when it comes to that fantastic note where the rabbit bites its own head off, I want you to throw that ****in’ radio into the tub with me. |
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Posted On: 03/09/2010 8:48PM | View Melanin-Enhanced...'s Profile | # | ||||||
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Lee_Harvey_Oswald Posted:
Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas?
“So what does this whole story mean? The only way to be happy is to know you won’t be happy every single day. Lalalalalala. It sounds better in the original Croatian. So there, you got your happy ending. Now get out! Nowhere on your ticket does it say you can spend the night here!”
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Posted On: 03/09/2010 8:53PM | View Zehd's Profile | # | ||||||
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Kids in the Hall:Brain Candy?
“If my calculations are correct, when this baby hits eighty-eight miles per hour… you’re gonna see some serious ****.”
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“Don’t worry. As long as you hit that wire with the connecting hook at precisely 88 mph the instant the lightning strikes the tower… everything will be fine.” |
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Posted On: 03/09/2010 9:03PM | View ProfMustard's Profile | # | ||||||
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Back to the future “I came here to chew gum and kick bum, and im all out of gum” |
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Posted On: 03/09/2010 9:05PM | View Pandabrother's Profile | # | ||||||
Army of Darkness? Sneaky27 edited this message on 03/09/2010 9:54PM |
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Posted On: 03/09/2010 9:46PM | View Sneaky27's Profile | # | ||||||
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Nope. That one is from They Live, though Duke Nukem did use quotes from both movies, so it’s an understandable mix-up.
“I think she likes you, but he don’t.” |
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Posted On: 03/09/2010 9:53PM | View Jubbles's Profile | # | ||||||
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Jubbles Posted:
Freaks. Pulling out the old school!
Quote: “He doesn’t like you.” “Sorry.” “I don’t like you either!” |
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Posted On: 03/09/2010 9:57PM | View OrsonScottCard's Profile | # | ||||||
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OrsonScottCard Posted:
Star Wars: A New Hope
Ask not what your rest home can do for you. Ask what you can do for your rest home. |
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Posted On: 03/09/2010 10:48PM | View duca's Profile | # | ||||||
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duca Posted:
Bubba Ho-Tep
“I give up. I see not point in living if I can’t be beautiful. ”
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