Craig: He's handling the Fisher account. Bryce: Lucky bastard. Craig: Lucky Jew bastard.
He's the voice of reason. The boy next door.
How come we have to pay when everyone knows damn well they were free?
Munder: Helm's not responding either. Dodge: Fuel tanks are empty. She must've rode on full throttle till she was bone dry.
He's very handsome.
He disciplines them.
He's got a big mouth. "I'm the greatest." Not if you have to say it.
Luis: How on earth did you get a reservation there? Bateman: Lucky, I guess.
Hello, Halberstram. Nice tie. How the hell are ya?
He also has a penchant for Valentino suits and Oliver Peoples glasses.
He's crestfallen, you know?
Mark: How the hell are you mad at me? Peggy: Because you used my birthday to get in good with a bunch of people who drive me crazy.
His helmet is stifling.
His shield is heavy.
Hands up, Goldmember.
Hey, Hamilton! We're going to Nell's. Limo's out front.
Paul: Yeah, well, you're late. Bateman: Hey, I'm a child of divorce. Give me a break.
He's been compared to Elvis Costello, but I think huey has a far more bitter, cynical sense of humor.
Kimbal: Hi. I'm Donald Kimball. Bateman: Hi, Pat Bateman. Nice to meet you.
Kimball: How old are you? Bateman: 27. Kimball: Where did you go to school? Bateman: Harvard. Then Harvard Business School.
Harry's. Flutie's. Endochine. Nell's. The Cornell Club.
Hey, yo, Greer! Fire it up! We're going to haul some ass out of here. Bring it on. We're going to be so fucking rich!
Bateman: Had his apartment been burglarized? Kimball: No, actually it hadn't.
Huey Lewis and the News. Great stuff. I just bought it on my way here.
Elizabeth: Oh, God. It's his machine. Bateman: Elizabeth, it's 3:00 in the morning. Elizabeth: He's a goddamn drug dealer. These are his peak hours.
Harley, it's me. I need your services. Translate that however you want.
Hey, ya know, it just sounds to me like you might need to unplug, man. You know, get some R & R?
He told me I wasn't really looking for him. I was looking for an answer.
Neo: How do you know all this? Morpheus: We don't have time, Neo. To your left, there's a window. Go to it.
He is considered by many authorities to be the most dangerous man alive.
How about I give you the finger.
Have you ever had a dream, Neo, that you were so sure was real?
How would you know the difference between the dream world and the real world?
Tank: Hey, Mikey, I think he likes it. How about some more? Neo: Hell, yes.
He doesn't know me. It's not my fault.
How do the machines really know what Tastee Wheat tasted like, huh? Maybe they got it wrong.
Here it is. "Katie." B-deck. You were alone.
Dodge: Hey, what's with the heart? Epps: Found it. Belonged to this little girl. Munder: What girl? Epps: She told me to get off this boat.
Home to 20 million kangaroos. But there is one who is more elusive and clever than all the rest. And his name is Kangaroo Jack.
He thinks I can do a lot better than this but he also thinks he looks like Denzel Washington.
He has yellow eyes, and his mouth is about this long, and he has teeth, and they're curled like this,
Tad: He's in there. I saw him, really. Vic: Tad, you saw him in your dreams-- in your head, nowhere else.
Honey? You'll never believe what happened to me today.
Haven't you ever heard of the healing power of laughter?
Here you go, Tadpole. Just like I promised, brought your horse back. Looks pretty good stripped, doesn't it?
Vic: Hey Tad, maybe it was Mr. Kemp who moved all your furniture around, huh? Steve: Okay, what did I do now, huh?
He's got a good evil laugh.
How about expanding the library, get some new books in there?
Heywood: How do you expect to do that? Get new books in here, "Mr. Dufresne, if you please"? Andy: I ask the warden for funds.
Hi, Rog. Roger! Rog, calm down. Calm down. We'll work it out. We always have before.
He was conceived in a moment of desperation and born into a mess.
Hello, Neo. You're right on time.
Donna Hi, Punkin'. Tad: Hi! look what I made. Donna: Hey, that's really nice. Uh-oh. What happened to you?
Neo: He almost had me convinced. Oracle: I know, Poor Morpheus.
He believes it so blindly that he's going to sacrifice his life to save yours.
I mean, how can he be the one if he's dead?
He saved the world again!
Hey, hey, assholes! Do I have time for a last smoke and a pancake or what?
Do you know what it is? A virus. Human beings are a disease.
Besides, he crossed the line.
Trinity: How did you do that? Neo: Do what? Trinity: You moved like they do. I've never seen anyone move that fast.
He's a highlander, by God! The last sound he hears shall not be that of a wailing woman!
Walter: Hello, Brenda. Brenda: Hi, Walt. Walter: You look pretty, Brenda.
Name's Vazilek. Polish national. Had his head chopped off in New Jersey two nights ago.
Nash: Basketball. The circus. Wrestling. Brenda: Why are you asking me about the garden? Have you been following me?
Kate: He's in league with Lucifer. Connor: Don't say that, Kate!
Connor: Heather, go in the house. Heather: I'll stay right here. Connor: Do as I say, woman!
His Vietnamese neighbor ate his dog. Uh, that's confidential.
Connor: Help me! I'm drowning. Juan: You can't drown, you fool. You're immortal! Connor: I'm drowning.
His heart... Beating.
His blood... Coursing.
Connor: How do you fight such a savage? Juan: With heart, faith and steel.
Connor: What feelings? Rachel: How about loneliness? Connor: I'm not lonely.
Hey, this... Puts hairs on your chest.
Connor: Has it? Do you think we should go on? Sunda: I think we should have a party.
Hey, Rockefeller, how'd you like Candy? She said you were kind of kinky, huh?
Frank: What do you mean "survival nut"? Walter: He's into guns. He was a marine, Vietnam. I talked to his ex-C.O. They said that the guy was a little paranoid, but he was a good man.
Hey, listen, listen. Do you think you could work with one of our artists, maybe come up with a picture of this guy?
Tony: Hey, Moran. Have you read what it says in here? Frank: Are you kidding, Tony? You know cops can't read.
Hey, what does "baffled" mean?
That mayor, he calls me at 2:00 in the morning. I don't even answer the phone anymore.
Happy Halloween, ladies.
Holy ground, Highlander! Remember what Ramirez taught you.
Kurgan: He cares about these helpless mortals? Priest: Of course, he cares.
Priest: He died for our sins. Kurgan: That shall be his undoing.
Have you ever played chicken?
Ice: How fast are they moving? Niobi: Control estimates their descent at 100 meters an hour. Ice: Shit.
Neo: Hiya, fellas. Agent: It's him. Agent: The anomaly. Agent: Do we proceed? Agent: Yes. Agent: He is still-- Agent: only human.
Hey, you know, next year I'm old enough to join a crew, right?
Have you ever been to the engineering level? I love to walk there at night. It's quite amazing.
Hey, Red, can you hand me a stack of 1040s?
Heywood: Him? Hell, what about me? Crazy old fool goddamned near cut my throat. Red: Shit, Heywood, you've had worse from shaving.
He's not a gentleman with the girls.
Donna: How'd you get in here anyway? Steve: Finished with your table. I brought it back. It's all stripped, and it's a beautiful piece of work.
Hate's a strong word, Betty. I hate Nazis. I have an ex-wife. She bothers me. I don't like seeing her. I don't hate her.
Henry: He's taking up too much space in your life, maybe in your heart. Betty: That's ridiculous.
He made me swear to get it to you before you left. He said you'd understand.
Oracle: How do you feel? Neo: I-- uh-- Oracle: I know you're not sleeping. We'll get to that.
Neo: I suppose the most obvious question is: How can I trust you? Oracle: Bingo.
He's being held prisoner by a very dangerous program, one of the oldest of us. He is called the Merovingian.
Dillard: We ask if there's been word from the Nebuchadnezzar. Lock: No, Councillor. No word. Nothing.
He was so different. He was like you.
How many people keep silver bullets in their gun?
How do you know all this? I know because I must know. It is my purpose.
Neo: How much further? Keymaker: Here, just here. Agent Smith: I'm sorry, this is a dead end.
However, I was again frustrated by failure.
However, the relevant issue is whether or not you are ready to accept the responsibility for the death of every human being in this world.
Hope. It is the quintessential human delusion, simultaneously the source of your greatest strength and your greatest weakness.
He thought a counterattack might surprise them. It sounded good. I figured we had a shot until someone screwed it up.
Hey! I'm gonna rip your fucking head off!
He's a familiar - a vampire wannabe.
He's not going to come back. Nobody's that stupid.
He can withstand garlic, silver, even sunlight, and he's got their strength.
He still ages like a human, though. See, vampires age slower than us.
His body's startin' to reject it. So far, all my efforts to find a cure have failed.
How can I arrest them? They'll know I'm a cop.
Tad: How'd the moster get out of my closet? Donna: Listen to me. It's not a monster. It's just a doggy.
He brought old coke. This is new coke.
Hug, he brought some extra fuzz with him.
Huggy: Hutch, you have the usual? Hutch: You know it. Make it a double.
So, him shooting Corky's tail off and us shooting him in the ass, it really ain't the same thing.
Hutch, that was my grandmother's birthday money.
Hey, hey, hotshot, what do you think you're doing?
All right, I say we push it out, hope the current carries it down to the next precinct.
Henry, he was the only man I'd ever been with.
Hey, it's Captain and Tennille.
He's dead. His body washed up in the marina this morning.
Holly: Here's my number. Staci: In case you need us for questioning.
He's living the life, let me tell you. He doesn't get to have this family and that.
Have a nice weekend. Good night, Peggy.
He has a million reasons for being anywhere. Just ask him.
Jesus Christ. Have a nice day.
He's a handsome, two bit gangster like you.
He thinks that man's his father.
Here you go. Say hi to daddy.
Hey, it's a start, right? The goal, of course, is to be like you, the daywalker.
He was born with it. It's... it's part of his DNA. I'm sure I can cure his thirst, but it's gonna take time.
You're the key. He needs your blood...
How'd you get that scar, Deacon? A born vampire would have the power to regenerate from birth.
He's a hurricane, an act of God. Anyone caught in his path will instantly be turned.
Hold out your arm, Quinn.
He can't hear you, honey. The thirst has got him now.
How long's it been since you shot up? 12, 13 hours maybe? I bet you're just dying for a drink, aren't you?
Regina: And, how could you have let him do this? Dennis: I didn't let him. He wanted the car and he bought it.
Son of a bitch was so mean, you could have poured boiling water down his throat, he would have pissed ice cubes.
He doesn't want a memo circulating. He's afraid people will stop working.
Her husband got called up. He's going to Vietnam right after basic.
He's got fuckin' brand-new windshield wipers for a busted windshield.
How was your siesta? Are you refreshed?
Hey! Don't think you got the gold key to the crapper. Nobody takes advantage of me, understand?
Hey, man, no glasses. You're looking good.
He had a 5-year-old daughter choked to death in her. He wouldn't get rid of her. He just rode around with the radio blarin', not a care in the world except for Christine.
He didn't care a rat's ass about her. She died the same way he did. Then, I made him get rid of it... For decency, you know?
Dennis: How'd you ever get that car fixed up like that? Arnie: Oh, just plain old-fashioned hard work.
Here, on the deserts of the Gulf Coast, a private mountain was commissioned and successfully built.
Here in Xanadu last week, Xanadu's landlord was laid to rest.
He is today what he has always been and always will be, a fascist.
Uh, how did I find business conditions in Europe, Mr. Bones? With great difficulty.
Thatcher: How do you like it, boys? Gettys: Well, 70 years in a man's life. Rawlston: That's a lot to get into a newsreel.
Rawlston: When Charles Foster Kane died, he said just one word. Gettys: "Rosebud."
Here's a man that could have been president, who was as loved and hated and talked about as any man in our time.
Hello? I want New York City. Courtland 79970. This is Atlantic City 46827. All right.
He was always fascinated by all that macho mobster bullshit.
Thompson: Harvard, wasn't it? Bernstein: Harvard, Yale, Princeton, Cornell, Switzerland. He was thrown out of a lot of colleges.
He was with Mr. Kane and me the first day Mr. Kane took over the Inquirer.
Now, look, Mr. Carter. Here's a front page story in the Chronicle about a Mrs. Harry Silverstone in Brooklyn who's missing.
Kane: Here is a 3-column headline in the Chronicle. Why hasn't the Inquirer a 3-column headline? Carter: News wasn't big enough. Kane: Uhmm.
Kane: Here's an editorial, Solly. I want you to run it in a box on the front page. Solly: This morning's front page, Mr. Kane? Kane: That's right.
Having thus welcomed you, I hope you forgive my rudeness in taking leave of you. I'm going abroad next week for a vacation.
He was the kind of guy who couldn't hear the train until it was 2 feet from him.
Faye: Hello. My name is Faye. Sally: I know. My dad just said that.
How long do you think Yvette Mimieux's gonna last on his desk?
Have you ever been to the South? 'Cause they have a way of doing things, and it doesn't include Harry Belafonte.
How about Dean Martin? He's friends with Sammy Davis, Jr. Does that work for you, Peggy?
Dodge: Hey, what's with the heart? Epps: Found it. Belonged to this little girl. Munder: What girl? Epps: She told me to get off this boat.
Cadbury: He still found time to share simple pleasures with his son. Richie: Thank you, Cadbury.
He should have died in here.
He's a man. He won't be happy until he turns you out.
Haven't you ever felt that way about music?
He's been gone for seven weeks. It can't be his.
Here. It's all arranged. You just gotta pick it up. Here's an address.
Red: Heywood? What's he done to you? Brooks: It's what they done. I, I got no choice.
He can get you anything you need.
He ain't gonna kill her, you know.
He's just gonna do things to her.
Hell, I'd even drink vodka.
He say he was sorry yet? 'Cause he is.
He's gonna make it right. I'm gonna make him.
He tied me to a chair, beat me, and threw a walker in the room.
Hey, little brother.
He's gonna buckle. You know that, right?
How does that hit you?
Heavy is good. Heavy is reliable. If it does not work, you can always hit him with it.
He shall cover thee and under His wings shalt thou trust.