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Amadeus :
Salieri: From now on we are enemies, You and I. Because You choose for Your instrument a boastful, lustful, smutty, infantile boy and give me for reward only the ability to recognize the incarnation. Because You are unjust, unfair, unkind, I will block You, I swear it. I will hinder and harm Your creature on earth as far as I am able.
Falling Down
The whole movie is a quote, one giant awesome compilation of quotes 
Falling Down (1993)
Bill Foster: You're Korean? Do you have any idea how much money my country has given your country?
Mr. Lee: How much?
Bill Foster: I don't know. But, it's gotta be a lot.
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Mr. Lee: Take the money.
Bill Foster: You think I'm a thief? Oh, you see, I'm not the thief. I'm not the one charging 85 cents for a *stinking* soda! You're the thief. I'm just standing up for my rights as a consumer.
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[William "D-FENS" Foster picks up the flat hamburger he just ordered, comparing it to the picture behind the counter]
Bill Foster: It's plump, juicy, three inches thick. Look at this sorry, miserable, squashed thing. Can anybody tell me what's wrong with this picture?
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Captain Yardley: [Captain Yardley, to Prendergast, on the precinct and policing and why good cops quit] Lot of good cops want to drop the whole kit and kaboodle. And who wouldn't? The pay stinks and your up to your ears in human scum sixteen hours a day.
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Adele Foster-Travino: What's your name?
Sergeant Prendergast: My name is mud.
Adele Foster-Travino: Nuh-uh!
Sergeant Prendergast: Yes it is.
Adele Foster-Travino: Your name is not mud!
Sergeant Prendergast: Well, it will be. Once my wife finds out that I'm still a cop.
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Bill Foster: I am not economically viable.
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Captain Yardley: I never liked you. You know why? You don't curse. I don't trust a man who doesn't curse. Not a "****" or a "****" in all these years. Real men curse.
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Nick: We're the same, you and me. We're the same, don't you see?
Bill Foster: We are not the same. I'm an American and you're a sick asshole.
Nick: Just what kind of vigilante are you?
Bill Foster: I am not a vigilante. I am just trying to get home to my little girl's birthday party and if everyone will just stay out of my way, nobody will get hurt.
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Gang Member #1: Whatcha doin' Mister?
Bill Foster: Nothing.
Gang Member #1: Yes you are man, you're trespassing on private property.
Bill Foster: Trespassing?
Gang Member #2: You're loitering too, man.
Gang Member #1: That's right, you're loitering too.
Bill Foster: I didn't see any signs.
Gang Member #1: [pointing at a graffiti skull] Whatcha call that?
Bill Foster: Graffiti.
Gang Member #1: No man, that's not ****ing graffiti. That's a sign.
Gang Member #2: He can't read it man.
Gang Member #1: I'll read it for you. It says this is ****ing private property. No ****ing trespassing. This means ****ing you.
Bill Foster: It says all that?
Gang Member #1: Yeah.
Bill Foster: Well, maybe if you wrote it in ****ing English, I could ****ing understand it.
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Annoying Man at Phone Booth: Excuse me... Hey, EXCUSE ME. I don't know if you have noticed it or not, but there are other people waiting to use the phone here.
Bill Foster: There are?
Annoying Man at Phone Booth: Yeah.
Bill Foster: There's other people who want to use the phone?
Annoying Man at Phone Booth: That's right, you selfish asshole.
Bill Foster: Well, that's too bad. Because you know what?
[firing a machine gun into the phone booth]
Bill Foster: I think it's out of order.
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Bill Foster: [to The Golfer that is having a heart attack] Yeah. And now you're gonna die, wearing that stupid little hat. How does it feel?
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Bill Foster: Why am I calling you by your first names? I don't even know you. I still call my boss "Mister", and I've been working for him for seven years, but all of a sudden I walk in here and I'm calling you Rick and Sheila like we're in some kind of AA meeting... I don't want to be your buddy, Rick. I just want some breakfast.
Sheila: You can call me Miss Folsom if you want.
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Bill Foster: I'm the Bad Guy?
Sergeant Prendergast: Yeah.
Bill Foster: How'd that happen? I did everything they told me to. Did you know I build missiles? I helped to protect America. You should be rewarded for that. But instead they give it to the plastic surgeons, you know they lied to me.
Sergeant Prendergast: Is that what this is about? You're angry because you got lied to? Is that why my chicken dinner is drying out in the oven? Hey, they lie to everyone. They lie to the fish. But that doesn't give you any special right to do what you did today. The only that makes you special is that little girl. Now let's go. Lets go!
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[Bill Foster approaches the gang after they crashed]
Bill Foster: You missed.
[Foster picks up the UZI and shots to the car]
Bill Foster: I missed too.
[Foster threatens the gang member as he begs for his life. Foster shoots him in the leg]
Bill Foster: There, you see? That's a Concept.
[Picks up the gym bag with the guns]
Bill Foster: Take some shooting lessons, asshole.
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Captain Yardley: [Captain Yardley, to Prendergast, on the precinct and policing and why good cops quit] Lot of good cops want to drop the whole kit and kaboodle. And who wouldn't? The pay stinks and your up to your ears in human scum sixteen hours a day.
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Retirement Party Cop 1: [Prendergast is turning down a stripper party to chase D-FENS] What's the matter, Prendergast, you afraid of women, too?
Retirement Party Cop 2: Yeah, have you seen his wife?
Sergeant Prendergast: What did you say?
Det. Jones: Prendergast, we don't have time for this.
Sergeant Prendergast: You're right!
[Punches the guy in the face, leaves]
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Adele Foster-Travino: What's your name?
Sergeant Prendergast: My name is mud.
Adele Foster-Travino: Nuh-uh!
Sergeant Prendergast: Yes it is.
Adele Foster-Travino: Your name is not mud!
Sergeant Prendergast: Well, it will be. Once my wife finds out that I'm still a cop.
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Bill Foster: What are you doing to the street?
Construction Worker: We're fixing it! What the Hell does it look like?
Bill Foster: Two days ago it was fine. Are you telling me the street fell apart in two days?
Construction Worker: Well, I guess so.
Bill Foster: Pardon me, but that's ********. You see, I don't think anything's wrong with the street! I think you're just trying to justify your inflated budgets! I know how it works! If you don't spend the projected amount this year, you don't get the same amount next year! Now, I want you to admit, THERE'S NOTHING WRONG WITH THE STREET!
Construction Worker: Hey, **** you, pal.
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Bill Foster: I am not economically viable.
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Sergeant Prendergast: [Standing on the hill near the convenience store] Hey, Mr. Lee! D-FENS!
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Captain Yardley: I never liked you. You know why? You don't curse. I don't trust a man who doesn't curse. Not a "****" or a "****" in all these years. Real men curse.
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Nick: We're the same, you and me. We're the same, don't you see?
Bill Foster: We are not the same. I'm an American and you're a sick asshole.
Nick: Just what kind of vigilante are you?
Bill Foster: I am not a vigilante. I am just trying to get home to my little girl's birthday party and if everyone will just stay out of my way, nobody will get hurt.
---------------------------------
Gang Member #1: Whatcha doin' Mister?
Bill Foster: Nothing.
Gang Member #1: Yes you are man, you're trespassing on private property.
Bill Foster: Trespassing?
Gang Member #2: You're loitering too, man.
Gang Member #1: That's right, you're loitering too.
Bill Foster: I didn't see any signs.
Gang Member #1: [pointing at a graffiti skull] Whatcha call that?
Bill Foster: Graffiti.
Gang Member #1: No man, that's not ****ing graffiti. That's a sign.
Gang Member #2: He can't read it man.
Gang Member #1: I'll read it for you. It says this is ****ing private property. No ****ing trespassing. This means ****ing you.
Bill Foster: It says all that?
Gang Member #1: Yeah.
Bill Foster: Well, maybe if you wrote it in ****ing English, I could ****ing understand it.
--------------------------------
Annoying Man at Phone Booth: Excuse me... Hey, EXCUSE ME. I don't know if you have noticed it or not, but there are other people waiting to use the phone here.
Bill Foster: There are?
Annoying Man at Phone Booth: Yeah.
Bill Foster: There's other people who want to use the phone?
Annoying Man at Phone Booth: That's right, you selfish asshole.
Bill Foster: Well, that's too bad. Because you know what?
[firing a machine gun into the phone booth]
Bill Foster: I think it's out of order.
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[In the Whammy Burger]
Bill Foster: Why am I calling you by your first names? I don't even know you. I still call my boss "Mister", and I've been working for him for seven years, but all of a sudden I walk in here and I'm calling you Rick and Sheila like we're in some kind of AA meeting... I don't want to be your buddy, Rick. I just want some breakfast.
Sheila: You can call me Miss Folsom if you want.
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Bill Foster: I've passed the point of no return. Do you know what that is, Beth? That's the point in a journey where it's longer to go back to the beginning. It's like when those astronauts got in trouble. I don't know, somebody messed up, and they had to get them back to Earth. But they had passed the point of no return. They were on the other side of the moon and were out of contact for like hours. Everybody waited to see if a bunch of dead guys in a can would pop out the other side. Well, that's me. I'm on the other side of the moon now and everybody is going to have to wait until I pop out.
Beth: The police are here.
Bill Foster: Did you know, Beth, that in some South American countries it's still legal to kill your wife if she insults you?
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Seedy Guy in Park: That's a hell of a way to treat a vet, man.
Bill Foster: You're an animal doctor?
Seedy Guy in Park: No, a vet. A veteran. I was in 'Nam, man.
Bill Foster: What were you - a drummer boy? You must've been 10 years old.
Seedy Guy in Park: I meant the Gulf. I meant to say the Gulf. Jesus. Come on. All I'm asking for is a little change. I haven't eaten in three days.
[has a sandwhich in hand]
Seedy Guy in Park: Well, I mean, except for this.
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Nick: Why don't they call you guys officer-esses?
Sandra: I beg your pardon?
Nick: You know, like actress. Something to signify... You know.
Sandra: Oh. I guess they feel a police officer is a police officer. Not a... You know.
Nick: Okay then. Sorry I couldn't have been helpful, Officer-ess.
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Nick: **** you. Who the **** are you? Are you ****ing with me? You're ****ing with me!
Bill Foster: I am just disagreeing with you! In America, we have the freedom of speech, the right to disagree!
Nick: **** you and your freedom.
--------------------------------
Frank: Listen, what am I paying my ****ing dues for? This is my golf course! If I wanna play here, I will play here. If he gets hit with my titleist, that's his ****ing problem. Fore! Fore!
[Hits ball]
Bill Foster: [the ball barely misses his head; whips out shotgun] Five! What the hell are you trying to do? Kill me with a golf ball? It's not enough you have all these beautiful acres fenced in for your little game, but you gotta kill me with a golf ball? You should have children playing here, you should have families having picnics, you should have a goddamn petting zoo. But instead you've got these stupid electric carts for you old men with nothing better to do.
[Fires his shotgun at a golf cart, causing it to roll down the hill]
Bill Foster: Now aren't you ashamed?
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Bill Foster: Hey. Why are you putting barbed wire on that fence? Is this how you rich people amuse yourselves? You put barbed wire on the fence so innocent people like me can hurt themselves looking in?
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[after Bill shoots the golf cart, triggering Frank's heart attack]
Bill Foster: What's wrong?
Frank: My - heart...
Bill Foster: Well, what can I do about it?
Frank: Pills... get p-pills...
Bill Foster: Where are your pills?
[Frank points towards the cart, which has just plunged into a water hazard]
Bill Foster: Bad news. Your little car's gonna drown. And you're gonna die, wearing that stupid hat. How does it feel?
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Sergeant Prendergast: Lucky you caught me.
Motorcycle Cop: I am?
Sergeant Prendergast: Yeah. Today's my last day as a cop.
Motorcycle Cop: Lucky me.
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Motorcycle Cop Bobbit: [Highway Patrolman, Prendergast, and Car Driver are talking in gridlocked traffic] Gentlemen, I'm going to have to ask you to both return to your vehicles.
Car Driver: But what about the car?
Motorcycle Cop Bobbit: I'm going to radio for a tow truck to have it removed.
Sergeant Prendergast: Let's just shove it out of the way, we'll get this lane moving!
Motorcycle Cop Bobbit: Sir, sir, we're in a dangerous environment here. We've got a lot of glass and steel rushing by us at high speeds.
Salieri: From now on we are enemies, You and I. Because You choose for Your instrument a boastful, lustful, smutty, infantile boy and give me for reward only the ability to recognize the incarnation. Because You are unjust, unfair, unkind, I will block You, I swear it. I will hinder and harm Your creature on earth as far as I am able.
Falling Down
The whole movie is a quote, one giant awesome compilation of quotes Falling Down (1993)
Bill Foster: You're Korean? Do you have any idea how much money my country has given your country?
Mr. Lee: How much?
Bill Foster: I don't know. But, it's gotta be a lot.
--------------------------------------
Mr. Lee: Take the money.
Bill Foster: You think I'm a thief? Oh, you see, I'm not the thief. I'm not the one charging 85 cents for a *stinking* soda! You're the thief. I'm just standing up for my rights as a consumer.
------------------------------------
[William "D-FENS" Foster picks up the flat hamburger he just ordered, comparing it to the picture behind the counter]
Bill Foster: It's plump, juicy, three inches thick. Look at this sorry, miserable, squashed thing. Can anybody tell me what's wrong with this picture?
-------------------------------------
Captain Yardley: [Captain Yardley, to Prendergast, on the precinct and policing and why good cops quit] Lot of good cops want to drop the whole kit and kaboodle. And who wouldn't? The pay stinks and your up to your ears in human scum sixteen hours a day.
-------------------------------------
Adele Foster-Travino: What's your name?
Sergeant Prendergast: My name is mud.
Adele Foster-Travino: Nuh-uh!
Sergeant Prendergast: Yes it is.
Adele Foster-Travino: Your name is not mud!
Sergeant Prendergast: Well, it will be. Once my wife finds out that I'm still a cop.
------------------------------------
Bill Foster: I am not economically viable.
----------------------------------
Captain Yardley: I never liked you. You know why? You don't curse. I don't trust a man who doesn't curse. Not a "****" or a "****" in all these years. Real men curse.
---------------------------------
Nick: We're the same, you and me. We're the same, don't you see?
Bill Foster: We are not the same. I'm an American and you're a sick asshole.
Nick: Just what kind of vigilante are you?
Bill Foster: I am not a vigilante. I am just trying to get home to my little girl's birthday party and if everyone will just stay out of my way, nobody will get hurt.
--------------------------------
Gang Member #1: Whatcha doin' Mister?
Bill Foster: Nothing.
Gang Member #1: Yes you are man, you're trespassing on private property.
Bill Foster: Trespassing?
Gang Member #2: You're loitering too, man.
Gang Member #1: That's right, you're loitering too.
Bill Foster: I didn't see any signs.
Gang Member #1: [pointing at a graffiti skull] Whatcha call that?
Bill Foster: Graffiti.
Gang Member #1: No man, that's not ****ing graffiti. That's a sign.
Gang Member #2: He can't read it man.
Gang Member #1: I'll read it for you. It says this is ****ing private property. No ****ing trespassing. This means ****ing you.
Bill Foster: It says all that?
Gang Member #1: Yeah.
Bill Foster: Well, maybe if you wrote it in ****ing English, I could ****ing understand it.
--------------------------------
Annoying Man at Phone Booth: Excuse me... Hey, EXCUSE ME. I don't know if you have noticed it or not, but there are other people waiting to use the phone here.
Bill Foster: There are?
Annoying Man at Phone Booth: Yeah.
Bill Foster: There's other people who want to use the phone?
Annoying Man at Phone Booth: That's right, you selfish asshole.
Bill Foster: Well, that's too bad. Because you know what?
[firing a machine gun into the phone booth]
Bill Foster: I think it's out of order.
-------------------------------
Bill Foster: [to The Golfer that is having a heart attack] Yeah. And now you're gonna die, wearing that stupid little hat. How does it feel?
------------------------------
Bill Foster: Why am I calling you by your first names? I don't even know you. I still call my boss "Mister", and I've been working for him for seven years, but all of a sudden I walk in here and I'm calling you Rick and Sheila like we're in some kind of AA meeting... I don't want to be your buddy, Rick. I just want some breakfast.
Sheila: You can call me Miss Folsom if you want.
-----------------------------
Bill Foster: I'm the Bad Guy?
Sergeant Prendergast: Yeah.
Bill Foster: How'd that happen? I did everything they told me to. Did you know I build missiles? I helped to protect America. You should be rewarded for that. But instead they give it to the plastic surgeons, you know they lied to me.
Sergeant Prendergast: Is that what this is about? You're angry because you got lied to? Is that why my chicken dinner is drying out in the oven? Hey, they lie to everyone. They lie to the fish. But that doesn't give you any special right to do what you did today. The only that makes you special is that little girl. Now let's go. Lets go!
----------------------------
[Bill Foster approaches the gang after they crashed]
Bill Foster: You missed.
[Foster picks up the UZI and shots to the car]
Bill Foster: I missed too.
[Foster threatens the gang member as he begs for his life. Foster shoots him in the leg]
Bill Foster: There, you see? That's a Concept.
[Picks up the gym bag with the guns]
Bill Foster: Take some shooting lessons, asshole.
---------------------------------------------
Captain Yardley: [Captain Yardley, to Prendergast, on the precinct and policing and why good cops quit] Lot of good cops want to drop the whole kit and kaboodle. And who wouldn't? The pay stinks and your up to your ears in human scum sixteen hours a day.
-------------------------------------------
Retirement Party Cop 1: [Prendergast is turning down a stripper party to chase D-FENS] What's the matter, Prendergast, you afraid of women, too?
Retirement Party Cop 2: Yeah, have you seen his wife?
Sergeant Prendergast: What did you say?
Det. Jones: Prendergast, we don't have time for this.
Sergeant Prendergast: You're right!
[Punches the guy in the face, leaves]
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Adele Foster-Travino: What's your name?
Sergeant Prendergast: My name is mud.
Adele Foster-Travino: Nuh-uh!
Sergeant Prendergast: Yes it is.
Adele Foster-Travino: Your name is not mud!
Sergeant Prendergast: Well, it will be. Once my wife finds out that I'm still a cop.
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Bill Foster: What are you doing to the street?
Construction Worker: We're fixing it! What the Hell does it look like?
Bill Foster: Two days ago it was fine. Are you telling me the street fell apart in two days?
Construction Worker: Well, I guess so.
Bill Foster: Pardon me, but that's ********. You see, I don't think anything's wrong with the street! I think you're just trying to justify your inflated budgets! I know how it works! If you don't spend the projected amount this year, you don't get the same amount next year! Now, I want you to admit, THERE'S NOTHING WRONG WITH THE STREET!
Construction Worker: Hey, **** you, pal.
-------------------------------------
Bill Foster: I am not economically viable.
------------------------------------
Sergeant Prendergast: [Standing on the hill near the convenience store] Hey, Mr. Lee! D-FENS!
------------------------------------
Captain Yardley: I never liked you. You know why? You don't curse. I don't trust a man who doesn't curse. Not a "****" or a "****" in all these years. Real men curse.
-------------------------------------
Nick: We're the same, you and me. We're the same, don't you see?
Bill Foster: We are not the same. I'm an American and you're a sick asshole.
Nick: Just what kind of vigilante are you?
Bill Foster: I am not a vigilante. I am just trying to get home to my little girl's birthday party and if everyone will just stay out of my way, nobody will get hurt.
---------------------------------
Gang Member #1: Whatcha doin' Mister?
Bill Foster: Nothing.
Gang Member #1: Yes you are man, you're trespassing on private property.
Bill Foster: Trespassing?
Gang Member #2: You're loitering too, man.
Gang Member #1: That's right, you're loitering too.
Bill Foster: I didn't see any signs.
Gang Member #1: [pointing at a graffiti skull] Whatcha call that?
Bill Foster: Graffiti.
Gang Member #1: No man, that's not ****ing graffiti. That's a sign.
Gang Member #2: He can't read it man.
Gang Member #1: I'll read it for you. It says this is ****ing private property. No ****ing trespassing. This means ****ing you.
Bill Foster: It says all that?
Gang Member #1: Yeah.
Bill Foster: Well, maybe if you wrote it in ****ing English, I could ****ing understand it.
--------------------------------
Annoying Man at Phone Booth: Excuse me... Hey, EXCUSE ME. I don't know if you have noticed it or not, but there are other people waiting to use the phone here.
Bill Foster: There are?
Annoying Man at Phone Booth: Yeah.
Bill Foster: There's other people who want to use the phone?
Annoying Man at Phone Booth: That's right, you selfish asshole.
Bill Foster: Well, that's too bad. Because you know what?
[firing a machine gun into the phone booth]
Bill Foster: I think it's out of order.
----------------------------------------
[In the Whammy Burger]
Bill Foster: Why am I calling you by your first names? I don't even know you. I still call my boss "Mister", and I've been working for him for seven years, but all of a sudden I walk in here and I'm calling you Rick and Sheila like we're in some kind of AA meeting... I don't want to be your buddy, Rick. I just want some breakfast.
Sheila: You can call me Miss Folsom if you want.
---------------------------------------
Bill Foster: I've passed the point of no return. Do you know what that is, Beth? That's the point in a journey where it's longer to go back to the beginning. It's like when those astronauts got in trouble. I don't know, somebody messed up, and they had to get them back to Earth. But they had passed the point of no return. They were on the other side of the moon and were out of contact for like hours. Everybody waited to see if a bunch of dead guys in a can would pop out the other side. Well, that's me. I'm on the other side of the moon now and everybody is going to have to wait until I pop out.
Beth: The police are here.
Bill Foster: Did you know, Beth, that in some South American countries it's still legal to kill your wife if she insults you?
---------------------------------
Seedy Guy in Park: That's a hell of a way to treat a vet, man.
Bill Foster: You're an animal doctor?
Seedy Guy in Park: No, a vet. A veteran. I was in 'Nam, man.
Bill Foster: What were you - a drummer boy? You must've been 10 years old.
Seedy Guy in Park: I meant the Gulf. I meant to say the Gulf. Jesus. Come on. All I'm asking for is a little change. I haven't eaten in three days.
[has a sandwhich in hand]
Seedy Guy in Park: Well, I mean, except for this.
----------------------------------
Nick: Why don't they call you guys officer-esses?
Sandra: I beg your pardon?
Nick: You know, like actress. Something to signify... You know.
Sandra: Oh. I guess they feel a police officer is a police officer. Not a... You know.
Nick: Okay then. Sorry I couldn't have been helpful, Officer-ess.
---------------------------------
Nick: **** you. Who the **** are you? Are you ****ing with me? You're ****ing with me!
Bill Foster: I am just disagreeing with you! In America, we have the freedom of speech, the right to disagree!
Nick: **** you and your freedom.
--------------------------------
Frank: Listen, what am I paying my ****ing dues for? This is my golf course! If I wanna play here, I will play here. If he gets hit with my titleist, that's his ****ing problem. Fore! Fore!
[Hits ball]
Bill Foster: [the ball barely misses his head; whips out shotgun] Five! What the hell are you trying to do? Kill me with a golf ball? It's not enough you have all these beautiful acres fenced in for your little game, but you gotta kill me with a golf ball? You should have children playing here, you should have families having picnics, you should have a goddamn petting zoo. But instead you've got these stupid electric carts for you old men with nothing better to do.
[Fires his shotgun at a golf cart, causing it to roll down the hill]
Bill Foster: Now aren't you ashamed?
-----------------------------------
Bill Foster: Hey. Why are you putting barbed wire on that fence? Is this how you rich people amuse yourselves? You put barbed wire on the fence so innocent people like me can hurt themselves looking in?
-----------------------------------
[after Bill shoots the golf cart, triggering Frank's heart attack]
Bill Foster: What's wrong?
Frank: My - heart...
Bill Foster: Well, what can I do about it?
Frank: Pills... get p-pills...
Bill Foster: Where are your pills?
[Frank points towards the cart, which has just plunged into a water hazard]
Bill Foster: Bad news. Your little car's gonna drown. And you're gonna die, wearing that stupid hat. How does it feel?
--------------------------------
Sergeant Prendergast: Lucky you caught me.
Motorcycle Cop: I am?
Sergeant Prendergast: Yeah. Today's my last day as a cop.
Motorcycle Cop: Lucky me.
---------------------------
Motorcycle Cop Bobbit: [Highway Patrolman, Prendergast, and Car Driver are talking in gridlocked traffic] Gentlemen, I'm going to have to ask you to both return to your vehicles.
Car Driver: But what about the car?
Motorcycle Cop Bobbit: I'm going to radio for a tow truck to have it removed.
Sergeant Prendergast: Let's just shove it out of the way, we'll get this lane moving!
Motorcycle Cop Bobbit: Sir, sir, we're in a dangerous environment here. We've got a lot of glass and steel rushing by us at high speeds.
