If I could find a sheriff who so offends the citizens of Rock Ridge that his very appearance would drive them out of town.

Boy: That's a flash car, mister. Tommy: It's not as flash as your bike, though, is it?

That's it. That's it, hang in there

They call me the Hawaiian Elvis.

Those women really knew me. One of them was from Minnesota. I didn't even know they had the show there.

Betty: I'm so sorry, Officer. It's very hard to see. Trooper: That's why you have to drive slower.

Su: The stones belong to Taiwan. Fait: They belong to Chambers now.

Imagine (By: John Lennon

Pauline: That ruined it. That ruined everything. I can't imagine it getting any darker than this. Sandy: My mom's dead.

Andy: There's something buried under it I want you to have. Red: What, Andy? What's buried under there? Andy: You'll have to pry it up to see.

Sally: Then Grandma Pauline yelled at him. Pauline: I did nothing of the sort. Henry: What did he do? Betty: He was verbally abusive.

This is disgusting. Don't let them force you.

George: This will get messy. Tommy: Not if you're here.

There is justice in the world. We prevailed.

That was the longest night of my life.

Megan: One scene, Don. They send me to pack suitcases. Don: Yours or theirs? Megan: Victor's. Don: Then I'd be worried if I was Victor.

That's charming and you know it.

My mother passed away a few years ago and I understand. This time of year is the hardest.

They rejected me.

Warden: Tell me what this is. Captain Hadley: Last night's count. Warden: Mm-hmm. You see Dufresne's name there? I sure do. See? Right there, Dufresne.

This is a conspiracy. That's what this is. One big damn conspiracy! And everyone's in on it.

That's an arrogant exaggeration.

Burt: Then we're at zero. Peggy: There is no zero.

This is my dance space. This is your dance space. I don't go into yours, you don't go into mine. You got to hold the frame.

Thank you for the lovely dance.

I walk around that place, people say "Good morning" to me. They don't really care. They don't know anything about me.

Then you open a few doors. Then you say, "I think I want to go over that bridge this time. I'm tired of doors."

This bastion that houses evil opened in 1934.

Thank you, Mr. Whitney. Thank you. Now, on the morning of June 11, 1941, where were you?

This court will reconvene after the holiday. 9 A.M., July 5th.

In May of '33, the War Department abandoned the island. It was leveled, all except for the lower floor, which is now used for storage.

The only guard on record to be fired or dismissed during Henri's solitary time was Derek Simpson. Locate Simpson.

The prison opened in June of '34 under Warden Humson. He insisted on a high level of guards to prisoners. Glenn was the first appointee.

Try to knock down the charges, or say it was a crime of passion, or figure out how you're going to cross-examine McNeil's witnesses instead of all this psychological coma crap that doesn't mean anything in a court of law!

They're just some pennies you pick up off the floor, stick in your pocket, and you're just going in a straight line to you know where.

Mr. Henkin, they're printing my opening statement in over two hundred and fifty newspapers across the country.

Top of the list, New Year's. It's like an extra birthday. You're supposed to blow out the candle and wish for something. I don't even know what it is.

Peggy: Oh. They really did that? Burt: There's a court-martial.

Lawrence: Biggest laugh even though the transplant jokes were better. Peggy: That's not even funny.

This is the Super Bowl. It's a lot of money. A lot of exposure for the agency.

So, they treat you like King Kamehameha?

That's only because I've spent every holiday waiting on work from you.

This is a great place to start. I-I just need a little time.

Thanks for the advice, Bob. All my problems are solved.

Bob: They assign this in middle school? Ian: No, that's my pleasure reading.

Dawn: They're ready in your office. Don: Who? Dawn: They're setting up. The photographer. Rosen: I'll do it.

Caroline: Your Aunt Jessica called. Roger: That's what I hung up for?

I had a great life and I made some poor choices. Because of that, I'm not in a position that I was in when I was running up and down the floor with the greatest athletes in the world. It's good, at times, to get knocked down a notch and I certainly have been. It's a situation where I definitely stumbled and I'm g...

The story speaks for itself. I think it's a good story. It's a story about how somebody definitely has fallen and made some poor choices and the crust of the story is to let them know how I got involved with the wrong people. Listen, the bottom line is we all have choices in life and the bottom line is you need t...

Growing up in that neck of the woods, like you said. I mean, I was a caddy in seventh grade where guys were rolling dice up against a wall and pitching pennies before they went out to their loop. That part of the woods is definitely a situation where you're watching Eagles games with your parents and somebody's go...

The book is Personal Foul and I was very fortunate that for the first time in the history of the FBI, the agent that was in charge of my investigation and actually arrested me, wrote the forward for my book. I'm excited that he did that and he stood by me and he helped me a great deal.

It's probably no my first choice to be out doing things of this nature, but it was difficult for me to find a job. I threw out about 150 resumes and wasn't able to get a job because of my past. I started working for a sports handicapper, we put together a new website, refpicks.com and I go around and I give some s...

I think what made him do it, or want to get involved to do it, was that he had an understanding of what I was involved in and what I did and how I fell into it and how it was so easy for me to make the picks.

When you talk about having that gambling bug, certainly a lot of us have that, a lot of the referees had it, but I'll never forget when my buddy flipped me The Philadelphia Daily News and asked me to pick 3 NBA games for him that night and I rattled them off for him real quick and all 3 of them won and the next day ...

This is a great vacation.

I think there's several stories in the book, but obviously the difficult times for me are when I was in jail and away from my four daughters. I think that that's a story where it really hits home to people about the message of making better choices because it was very difficult with me being a father of four daught...

Bert: These are stunning rooms. Roger: Thank you.

This is intense. Get a grip, John.

Roger: Ah, thank you for rescuing me. Jane: From your admirers?

Terminator: Thirty-five years from now, you reprogrammed me to be your protector here in this time. John Connor: Oh, this is deep.

Robert: There you go. Any idea where we are? Dylan: We got two more levels after this. Come on.

Dylan: That valve will open. The water will carry us from one tank to the next until we find another open hatch. Elena: That's crazy. Christian: How do we know there's another hatch? Jennifer: Or if we can find it before we run out of air? Dylan: It's our only option!

Dylan: There's a-- There's an open hatch. Right here. Take a deep breath. We're gonna go through. Maggie: How far? Dylan: Take a deep breath! Right here.

The man you're dancing with is deeply troubled.

He's nibbling. That's not cheese!

This is where she lived and this is where she died.

This woman spent 90 years on the Earth, of noble birth and of some advantage.

Think we got a hallway here. Let's go.

This is my funeral!

Thank you very much. Out!

Mona: That man never tires of embarrassing himself. Roger: You're the one who brought him. Mona: I'm talking about Don.

Robert: The bow's underwater. Jennifer: What does that mean? Dylan: Thrusters are under there. Maggie: How far? Maybe we can swim. Dylan: No. It's too far.

You know. There's-- There's nothing fair about who lives and dies.

That cleared the bow! Come on, let's go! Come on. We can get out now.

That's it. That's gotta be the propeller tube. Come on! Come on. Look for an opening.

Christian: No. No, look, we'll grab a bunch of this junk, right? We throw it up into the props, and it'll jam everything up. Robert: The propellers are turning the wrong way. It'll just kick everything back into the room. Chris, we need to shut them off.

Christian: Tell me I'm wrong. Jennifer: Dad. Robert: You're not.

Maggie: The water's gonna rise and I am right here, okay? I'm right beside this wall touching you. Conor: No! Maggie: Okay? Conor: I love you, Mom.

These detonators can also be used for nuclear bombs.

They wanted me to radiate evil, so I looked her in the eyes, but I don't know how close the camera was because it was a stuntman in a dress.

The way I held that guy's hair while you punched him in the throat. That was, uh, that was nice.

The break-in at CONTROL, that was probably an inside job.

There's our little KAOS bakery.

But I think it's about time this unjust war is finally having an impact on commerce.

This one has a compartment. Inside there's a pill.

The "Ode to Joy" from Beethoven's Ninth. Stone deaf when he wrote it. Syphilis. Fun stuff.

Wow. That's maybe the nicest thing you've ever said to me.

Too ornate, or do you think it's belt-acular?

Thank you for the compliment, but Harvard doesn't give a degree in Yenta. I'm not here to find you a wife or to pick out your clothes.

This has nothing to do with you. This is entirely all my thing, because I've managed to turn myself into this-this. There's not even a name for it.

Take your work and go back to your office. Sitting out here makes people think you have nothing to do, and I suspect you're hoping it's the opposite.

That may be a personal association for you, but that's not what this means.

Don: The copy is all about the Hawaiian legend. Aloha means hello and goodbye. Sheraton Exec: I'm sorry, but this is very poetic.

George: There's something amok with this sponge cake. Lucy: Tofu.

So, there would be a man in this photo and he most likely would be naked?

Of course there's no doubt this concept itself is merely a jumping off the point.

Don: This, or some version of this, demands your attention. Sheraton Exec: Well, you will continue to have our attention.

Talk to your mother.

Well, there's a guy in my office. He's very flamboyant and he got arrested there.

Two things I know is chess and women.

That is clever.

The house feels empty. Then you get a phone bill.

Ian: This is awesome. Can we order room service? Farren: Are you crazy? I'm going home.

Peggy: Well, I hope I didn't ruin your evening. Ted: Not mine, but there's people working out there, Peggy. It's New Year's Eve.

Bob: The only place you're safe is with me. Farren: Safe with you? Everybody's trying to kill you. Ian: I know. Isn't it cool?

The twisty bobcat kind of pretzel, because that's what you want, and I bet I could give you a twisty bobcat pretzel.

Gillian: Tell me the truth. Are you really a spy? Bob: Yes, I am.

Okay, that means you're a Boston girl, probably a little bit Irish, Catholic, big family, dirty, that kind of thing.

That file that you didn't download? It's a formula for a Growth Bacteria Hybrid. This stuff literally eats oil.

Oh, oh, that last chili dog is really barking.

John Connor: Help! Terminator: This does not help our mission. John Connor: Help!

There's one more thing I have to tell you. My name really isn't Bob.

This is the first time in a year that I really don't like you.

Throw something on and stay in that position.

Governor: They'll kill him dead in one day. Lamarr: One day is all we'll need to secure your name in the annals of western history,

Hold it. The next man makes a move, the nigger gets it.

They darker than us! Woo!

These are just simple farmers. These are people of the land, the common clay of the new west.

The fool's going to, I mean, the sheriff's going to do it!

These contestants were already dead-- condemned. I'm allowing one to live. Is that so wrong?

Breckel: They shot my Arab? Eddie: Uh-huh. We had him on the mainland, and they shot my fuckin' Arab? Bella: Relax. Relax. Okay. We got a replacement.

This is the Arab world. If they don't have anybody to cheer for, they don't log on. I want a fucking Arab!

Elementary, cactus-head. The beast has failed, and when the beast fails, it's time to call in beauty.

Jim: Don't know how you did it. Bart: Oh, he was nothin'. The bitch was inventing the candygram.

That's enough to incinerate you, your dog, and the small house you may be residing in at the time.

Tamper with the rig, you mess with the wires, you try and pick the lock, instantly, without delay, boom.

That's no "oops." That's a fuckup times 10. Give me this. Hey, idiots. Watch where you're tossing these guys. I got a fucking show to put on.

Tell me, schatzie, is it twue what they say about the way you people are gifted?

Take her with you the next time you go to kill someone.

James: This trial doesn't interest you at all? You don't care about it in the slightest? Henri: Well, you know, uh, you look like you're having a good time, so, I mean.

Alonzo: Tell me a story, Hoyt. Jake: Like, my story? Alonzo: No, not your story. A story.

This is a newspaper, right? It's 90% bullshit, but it's entertaining. That's why I read it, because it entertains me.

We're rolling on Vanowen. I'm drivin'. This Acura, just a beautiful car, comes out a side street, all over the median. In excess. I light it up, hit the wailer.

That you could be out there with a fine bitch for a year, and the most entertaining story that you can come up with to tell me is a drunk stop.

Alonzo: Tell the truth. You know you tapped that ass. You put her in the backseat. Bam! Code x. Jake: Look, man, I got a wife. Alonzo: You got a dick.

They're always coming and going and going and coming and always too soon.

Jake: This car is not from the motor pool. Alonzo: No, it's not. Sexy, though, isn't it?

Today's a training day, officer Hoyt.

Jake: Shit, man. You gonna teach me that old school, hard charging, beat up everything that moves, Rodney King shit? Alonzo: We don't do that no more. That day's dead, dog. We don't roll like that no more. Now we use this.

The day you bring your old lady to the office is the day that you don't make it back home.

The punk's only 17, but he can kill with the best of 'em. He works for me.

Collins: There's only one way to beat them then. Harry: What's that? Collins: Find out what they eat for breakfast.

The fact that the candidate you're being asked to vote for is at this moment rotting in an English jail shouldn't put you off!

They can jail us. They can shoot us. They can even conscript us.

They can use us as cannon fodder in the Somme, but, but, we have a weapon.

They set my roof on fire with their cursed foreign spleen, and that's another reason why I left old Skibbereen.

Collins: There was a man in West Cork who proposed to 5 sisters, one after the other. Kitty: I suppose they all refused.

Collins: Then the father died, and he proposed to the mother. Kitty: Are you trying to tell me something?

You tell him to get caught robbing a bank, he'll find out. I'm done talking.

That's all, ma'am. Got to go now.

James: Thank you very much for your time, Mr. Grooves. Grooves: Don't mention it.

No, there's no conspiracy. No one talked to them. Maybe it's because they are dangerous people who belong here, and they have no interest in you or your case.

They're an insurance risk to visitors in case of a riot. If you're there, we won't be able to protect you.

James: Thank you for your concern. Glenn: I could show you the exercise yard. Oh. You have papers.

That is a court order instructing you to permit us access to the solitary confinement cells and to allow the photographer, Mr. Kelly, to take pictures of the same to be used as exhibits in the trial of the People vs. Young.

The island is somewhere in the South Pacific. I got World War II historians and regional experts examining the images from the Web site.

Moyer: Ten prisoners in this thing. Two of them are American. Agent Wilkins: One is Kreston Mackie. African-American.

Agent Wilkins: This is Special Agent Wilkins of the F.B.I. I need to ask you a few questions about Jack Riley.

John Connor: You have to do what I say, huh? Terminator: That's one of my mission parameters.

Now, I'm going to try to take it in my stride, and I'm going to try and do all the right things, and I'm going to try and be a great role model to young kids out there. And, uh, you know, that's all I can do.

Julie: This is sick. Breckel: You know what? The drama-- I want it up there. Not here. Okay? Please.

They took her like a dog. They cut her. And they made me--

Things from my non-work sphere spilled into my work sphere, uh.

Wow. That is a great story in which you revealed absolutely nothing about yourself.

Still, it's too bad about all the dead movie stars.

Alonzo: All right. Fork it over, smart man. College Driver: What? Alonzo: You know what I'm talkin' about. College Driver: Aah! Alonzo: The marijuana. Give it to me! Give it to me! College Driver: Ow! Alonzo: Give it to me! College Driver: OK, OK, OK.

This morning I was married, and now I'm not.

There's nothing here but what used to be a bakery.

And there's a little matter of your stoving my head in with a fire extinguisher.

The Vice President wants to shut us down, you know.

The deal was you bought it how you saw it. Now, look. I helped you as much as I'm gonna help ya.

The world must be full of men who'd die to spend the rest of their life with a compulsive eater who's incapable of falling in love.

Alonzo: That's right. Hey, this is my new guy Jake. Roger: Come on in. Alonzo: Yeah, time to get my swerve on here.

Jammin'

Oh, that guy's insane.

Irene: Try to stay awake. Nurse: Yes, ma'am. Irene: If you need me, I'll be in the coffee room.

With all due respect, the CIA knows nothing about KAOS.

Alonzo: These pieces of shit, they probably got AIDS, you know? Why are you not in school? Latina Beauty: I was just goin' to a ditch party-- Alonzo: You almost became a part of the ditch party.

That's what you like to do, right? Don't lie to me. You told me to "suck your dick, bitch." Isn't that what you said to me?

Jake: That girl's 14. Crackhead #2: She all woman, though, man. You tax that ass for days, man. Yeah, keep walkin', bitch! Unh!

Alonzo: They got beat down, they lost their rock, they lost their money. Them eses from Hillside probably gonna smoke 'em. I mean, Jesus, what more you want? Jake: I want justice. Alonzo: Is that not justice?

Jake: That's street justice. Alonzo: What's wrong with street justice? Jake: Just let the animals wipe themselves out. Alonzo: God willing! Fuck 'em, and everybody who looks like 'em.

Unfortunately, it doesn't work that way. The good guys, they die first, right? The schoolkids and moms, family men... They the ones catch the stray bullets in the noodle.

To protect the sheep, you gotta catch the wolf, and it takes a wolf to catch a wolf. You understand?

Twenty-eight million people watching something I created. Huh? And not a single network gets a piece of it.

That's great. Torched the cameras. Both my cameras are torched. I got nothin' left inside.

That's it! I've been waiting for this since Nixon.

The time has come to act and act quickly.

Thank you, sir, may I have another? I was kidding.

Then what's with the firearm and the freak-show expressions?

Train robbers, bank robbers, ass kickers, shit kickers, and Methodists!

Right now, that's the last thing on Tommy's mind.

Tommy, the tit, is praying. And if he isn't, he fuckin' should be.

They flew to L.A. to talk to the President.

The deal is whatever I want it to be. You won 'cause I let you win.

Breckel: Thank you for the show. Conrad: The show ain't over yet. I'm gonna kill you.

Then they disowned me. Four years in an African prison, takin' it up the ass twice a day by the fuckin' natives.

Freedom isn't free

There's no way to get hurt here. Just enjoy yourself.

The gypos. Here. They threw it in with a load of moody gold.