Enter in here your favourite Quotes from films:
And please do give a little reasoning to it.. Even if it is just "Oh riiiggghhhttt" or "nuff said". Though I do hope INTJs remain dignified in here. As the saying goes:
"You don't pass excrement in the allocated nutrient reception location".
"I love scotch. Scotchy, scotch, scotch. Here it goes down, down into my belly." & "I'm a man who discovered the wheel, and built the Eiffel Tower out of metal...and brawn! That's what kind of man I am. You're just a woman with a small brain. With a brain a third the size of us. It's science." - Ron Brugundy
" Yeah, there were horses, and a man on fire, and I killed a guy with a trident! I stabbed a man in the heart!"-Brick Tamland
"[unveiling the Sex Panther] No, she gets a special cologne... It's called Sex Panther by Odeon. It's illegal in nine countries... Yep, it's made with bits of real panther, so you know it's good. [...] They've done studies, you know. Sixty percent of the time, it works every time." - Brian Fantana
"It's Anchor MAN, not Anchor Lady! It's a scientific fact!" - Champ Kind
REASON: Its one of the best comedies in a long time.
"No one makes me bleed my own blood!"
- White Goodmen (Dodgeball)
REASON: Well, Come on.
"When I was a little kid, my mother told me not to stare into the sun, so when I was six I did"
- Maximillian Cohen (Pi)
REASON: It is rather descriptive of my temperament.
"How happy is the blameless Vestal's lot! / The world forgetting, by the world forgot / Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind! / Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd." (quoted from Alexander Pope)
- Mary (Eternal Sunshine of a spotless mind)
REASON: Such an apt quote for the theme of the film.
Brett: [to Jules] Look, I'm sorry, I didn't get your name. I got yours, uh, Vincent, right? But I--I didn't get yours.
Jules: My name is Pitt, and your ass ain't talking your way outta this shit.
Brett: [rising]: No, no, no. I just want you to know how-- [Jules motions him to sit down] I just want you to know how sorry we are that that things got so fucked up with us and Mr. Wallace. It, we-we got into this thing with the best intentions. I never inte--
[Jules shoots Flock-of-Seagulls, Brett recoils in horror]
Jules: Oh, I'm sorry. Did I break your concentration? I didn't mean to do that. Please, continue. You were sayin' something about "best intentions"? What's the matter? Oh, y-you were finished? Oh, well allow me to retort!
[Jules looks pretty upset]
Jules: What does Marsellus Wallace look like?
Jules: [overturns the small table in the room] What country are you from?
Jules: "What" ain't no country I ever heard of! They speak English in "What"?!
Jules: English, motherfucker! Do you speak it?!
Jules: Then you know what I'm saying. Describe what Marsellus Wallace looks like!
Jules: [points gun at Brett] Say "what" again. Say "what" again! I dare you! I double-dare you, motherfucker! Say "what" one more goddamn time!
Brett: He-he's black.
Jules: Go on!
Brett: He's bald.
Jules: Does he look like a bitch?
Jules: [shoots Brett in the shoulder, Brett screams] Does... he look...like a bitch?!
Brett: [in pain] No-o!
Jules: Then why'd you try to fuck him like a bitch, Brett?
Brett: I didn't!
Jules: Yes, you did! Yes, you did, Brett! You tried to fuck him, and Marsellus Wallace don't like to be fucked by anybody, except Mrs. Wallace. - From Pulp Fiction
Reason: Need I say anything to contribute to this? NO