You see, miss Celie? You gots a beautiful smile.

You'd smile at us... And say... "ladies, God is trying to tell you something, if you please."

Miss Millie: Your children are so clean. Would you like to work for me, be my maid? Sofia: Hell, no. Miss Millie: What did you say? Sofia: Hell, no! Woman: What did she say?

You watch yourself, hillbilly boy.

Millie: You haven't seen your children in a while, have you? Sofia: No, I ain't seen them... In about 8 years.

Uncle Jessie: You know what happens when you give a politician Viagra? Luke: No. Uncle Jessie: He gets taller.

Yarbles. Great, bouncy yarblockos to you.

Pete: Brother, you think and talk sometimes like a little child. Dim: Little child, yes. Pete: Tonight we pull a man-size crast. Dim: Tonight a man sized crast

You're a big, strong chelloveck, like us all. We're not little children, are we, Georgie-boy?

Very well, madam. You can't be blamed for being suspicious with so many scoundrels and rogues of the night about.

Rusty: More than somewhat. You'd need at least a dozen guys Doing a combination of cons. Danny: What do you think? Rusty: Off the top of my head, I'd say you're looking At a Boesky, a Jim brown, a miss daisy, 2 Jethros, and a Leon Spinks, Not to mention the biggest Ella Fitzgerald ever.

You guys are pros; the best! I'm sure you can make it out of the casino. Of course, lest we forget, Once you're out the front door, You're still in the middle of the fuckin' desert!

Albert: Yeah, you know, Grady, we done had the best. Ha ha ha! Grady: It's true. Albert: We done had the best. You had her your way, I had her mine. Grady: Ha ha! Albert: But we had her! Ha ha ha! We had her.

You might as well call it whitejack.

You bastards. I'm blind. I'm blind, you bastards. I can't see.

You are now a murderer, little Alex. A murderer.

Prison Guard: From this moment, you will address all prison officers as 'sir.' Name? Alex: Alexander DeLarge, sir. Prison Guard: Sentence? Alex: 14 years, sir. Prison Guard: Crime? Alex: Murder, sir.

Albert: Now what wrong with you? Celie: You a low down, dirty dog. That's what's wrong. It's time for me to get away from you and into creation. Your dead body be just the welcome mat I need.

Johnson: You can't talk to my boy that way. Celie: Your boy? Seem like if he hadn't been your boy, he might have made somebody a halfway decent man.

You took my sister Nettie away from me. You knew she was the only somebody in the world who loved me. But Nettie and my kids, they comin' home soon, and when we all get together, we gonna set around and whoop your ass.

You all was rotten kids. You was. You was rotten kids. Made my life here hell. Of course, your daddy ain't nothin' but some dead horseshit.

Alex: Father? I have tried, have I not? Prison Chaplain: You have, my son. Alex: I've done my best, have I not? Prison Chaplain: Indeed. I've never been guilty of any institutional infraction, have I? Prison Chaplain: You certainly have not, 655321. You've been very helpful. And you've shown a genuine desire to reform.

Albert: You're not getting one penny of my money! Not one thin dime! Celie: Did I ever ask you for anything? Did I ever ask you for anything? I never even asked you for nothin', not even your sorry ass hand in marriage! Nothin'! I never asked you for nothin'.

Tess: You're a thief and a liar. Danny: I only lied about being a thief. I don't do that anymore. Tess: Steal? Danny: Lie. Tess: I'm with someone now Who doesn't have to make that kind of distinction. Danny: No, he's very clear on both.

You're a very lucky boy to have been chosen.

Danny: Hello, Linus. Whose is this? Linus: Who are you? Danny: I'm a friend of Bobby Caldwell's. You're either in or you're out. Right now. Linus: What is it? Danny: It's a plane ticket. A job offer. Linus: You're pretty trusting pretty fast. Danny: Bobby has a lot of faith in you. Linus: Fathers are l...

Danny: Phil Turrentine. Rusty: Dead. Danny: No shit. On the job? Rusty: Skin cancer. Danny: You send flowers? Rusty: Dated his wife for a while.

Shane, you got 3 pairs. Yeah. You can't have 3 pairs. You can't have 6 cards In a 5-card game.

All right, chaps. Hang on to your knickers. Oh, leave it out! You tossers! You had one job to do!

You felt ill this afternoon because you're getting better. When we're healthy, we respond to the hateful with fear and nausea. You're becoming healthy, that's all.

Dr. Branom: Are you referring to the background score? Alex: Yes! Dr. Branom: You've heard Beethoven before? Alex: Yes! Dr. Brodsky: So you're keen on music? Alex: Yes!

You've proved to me all this ultra-violence and killing is wrong, wrong and terribly wrong.

You see that shoe? I want you to lick it. Go on. Lick it.

Alex: I've suffered and I've suffered and I've suffered. And everybody wants me to go on suffering. Joe: You've made others suffer. It's only right that you should suffer proper.

Woman: The newspapers mentioned in addition to being conditioned against acts of sex and violence you've inadvertently been conditioned against music. Alex: I think that was something that they didn't plan for. You see, misses I'm very fond of music. Especially Beethoven. Ludwig van Beethoven.

Your home's your home... when all's said and done, son.

You know what you can do with that watch? Stick it up your ass.

Sam: Well, you didn't have to come back. Morgan: Not true, Sammy boy. Dad ordered me to. He wanted me to do more of that training stuff with you. Sam: Just believe in yourself. There-- training complete.

Sock: Well, check this out-- your daughter wasn't laughing when she gave herself to me, so... Morris: You soiled my daughter? Soiled? Sock: No no no. No, not soiled, no no. I made the sweetest love to your daughter. I cherished her virginity. I cherished every moment of it.

Alex: Stop it. Stop it. Please, I beg you. It's a sin. It's a sin. It's a sin. It's a sin. It's a sin! Dr. Brodsky: Sin? What's all this about sin? Alex: That. Using Ludwig van like that. He did no harm to anyone. Beethoven just wrote music. Dr. Branom: Are you referring to the background score? Alex: Yes! Dr. Brano...

You are The Robert Neville, aren't you?

Frdderick: You seem to have a whole ward to yourself, my boy. Alex: Yes, sir. And a very lonely place it is too, sir when I wake up in the mid of night with me pain. Frederick: Yes. Well, anyway, good to see you on the mend.

Alex: What are we going do? Talk about me sex life? Psychiatrist: I'm going to show you some slides and you're going to tell me what you think about them. Alex: Jolly good. You know anything about dreams? Psychiatrist: Something, yes. Alex: You know what they mean? Psychiatrist: Perhaps. You concerned about somethin...

You really are sick.

Thomas: You can't have your own room. It would create an enormous PR problem. Edward: I don't give a shit about PR. I want my own room. It's my hospital, for chrissake.

Dr. Hollins: Now, unfortunately, your blood markers are extremely high so I would like to begin chemo this morning. Edward: Love the smell of chemo in the morning.

You always had those freckles?

I made it through two months of City College before Virginia gave me the news. And then, you know young, black, broke, baby on the way... take the first decent job that comes along.

Edward: You ever think about suicide? Carter: Suicide? Me? Edward: Yeah. Carter: Lord, no. Edward: Thought so. Stage one. Carter: What? Edward: The five stages, but... Carter: Denial. Then anger, bargaining, depression, acceptance.

Celie: No! I want it. Nettie: Shh, Celie. Celie: Oh, Nettie! Pa Harris: You better not never tell nobody but God. It'd kill your mama.

Edward: You're the one crying you never took a shot. Here's your chance. Carter: My chance to what? Make a fool of myself? Edward: Never too late.

You go home to some ceremonial procession into death with everyone standing around watching you die while you try to comfort them.

You're just afraid your chute won't open... and you'll show up at your own funeral as a Denver omelet.

Carter: Hello, darling. Edward: You gonna drive it or buy it a dress? Ha, ha.

Edward: You sound like some kid going to the junior prom. Carter: You sound like someone looking for an ass-whupping.

Well, you're looking, uh... buoyant.

You know, the ancient Egyptians had a beautiful belief about death. When their souls got to the entrance to heaven the gods asked them two questions. Their answers determined whether they were admitted or not.

You have no fucking idea who I am!

Virginia: You know how long it's been? Carter: Do I wanna know? Virginia: Well, it's been longer than that.

Carter: You know, I feel like a teenager. Like our first time. Virginia: Uh, if we were teenagers, we never would've gotten out of that living room. I remember the first time. There was no tiptoeing around. You were on me like... that.

Carter? Oh, you playing hide-and-seek now, huh? Okay.

You look like shit, Ray.

You once said you're not everyone. Well, that's true. You're certainly not everyone. But everyone is everyone.

Yesterday I had all the children make drawings of what they wanted to be when they grew up.

You have to promise your bestest, super-duper promise that this will be our little secret.

The hell you aren't. Any of us does it and you're gonna puss out and narc for sure.

You got balls, man.

You really don't remember anything that happened? You're so lucky.

Kayleigh: It's not your fault. Mrs. Kagan called dad and blamed us for what happened to Lenny. Evan: Your dad did that? Kayleigh: I deserve a lot worse.

You really have no clue how beautiful you are, do you?

It was awful. You can't sleep because everybody's screaming all night long. I never want to go back.

You're the one that fucked up the bell curve on my anthropology final. Later, Thumper. Fucking dick.

You have no lifeline. You don't belong here.

You're not gonna let that old hag ruin the rest of our time together?

Kayleigh: You want a smoke? Evan: No, not since we were kids. Kayleigh: No? I've quit like 100 times.

You can't hate yourself 'cause your dad's a twisted freak.

You come all the way back here to stir up my shit just because you have a bad memory?

You know, if I was so wonderful, Evan, why didn't you call me? Why did you just leave me here to rot?

You screw this up again, I'll flat out castrate you.

You're the girl that was with those assholes throwing popcorn at Thumper.

You are such a goofus.

Evan: Hey, Thumper, do you know what time it is, man? Thumper: What's the matter, you lost your Rolex? Fuck you, frat boy!

Evan: It, It wasn't weird, was it? Kayleigh: Yeah, if you call multiple orgasms weird.

You know what, give me the Greek alphabet. Give it to me! - uhh-uhh. - uhh-uhh. - alpha, beta, gamma, delta, epsilon, zeta, eta, theta, iota, kappa, lambda, mu, nu, xi, omicron, pi, rho, sigma, tau, upsilon, phi, chi, psi, omega, sir. Maybe that's what it is.

You stay away from us, you sick fuck.

You're doing real nice for yourself, Evan. You've got a nice life, you got nice friends, not to mention you're fucking my sister.

Evan: You ruined Lenny's life! You killed Crockett! You killed that woman and her baby! Now you're trying to kill me.

You'd better not bitch up, man. You'll wind up someone's luggage that way.

You need to see the prison shrink, man.

Tommy: Listen to me good, Evan. Evan: I'll do whatever you want. You don't want me to see Kayleigh ever again, fine. Just let Crockett go. Besides, if you kill him now, they'll stick you in juvie for sure. And I know you'd never leave your sister alone with your father.

Lenny: You knew the whole time, didn't you? When you put that shard in my hand... you knew something big was going to happen. Didn't you? Evan: Yeah... I knew. Lenny: Then you should be where I am. You should be where I am.

There is no right. You can't change who people are without destroying who they were.

Evan: Who says you can't make things better? Jason: You can't play god, son.

How about the fact that you prefer the smell of skunk to flowers? Or that you hate cilantro because for some reason unknown to you, it reminds you of your stepsister? Or that when you have an orgasm, your toes go numb? I'm sure all of your clientele are privy to that.

You can't quit. I was going to quit in, like, two seconds. Now everyone will think I copied off the smart girl.

Evan: Look, I just thought you should know. Kayleigh: Know what? Evan: That you were happy once... with me.

Yeah, just another beautiful day in paradise.

Velma: You've got to be kidding. Daphne: No one is stupid enough to believe that.

You take me back, Lenny! You owe me that much.

You were the first person I really ever cared about.

You forgot to put the toaster on the ledge.

Andrea: You're... acting... just like your father. Evan: Just 'cause he went crazy when he was my age, doesn't mean I'm gonna go crazy, mom.

You've created a disease that does not exist... Alternate universes with colleges and prisons and paraplegia.

Psychic: You have no lifeline, no soul. You were never meant to be. Doctor: He's choking himself!

Tommy: You forgot to put the toaster on the ledge. Evan: Lenny likes pop tarts. You guys are all that matter now. Tommy: Man, I know it's hard, but you can't give up. Evan: I can't even fucking kill myself. Tommy: Don't talk like that.

Thumper: Maybe there's a reason you repressed the day some pervert had you in your tighty whities. I'd think twice about what you're doing. You could wake up a lot more fucked up than you are now. Evan: More fucked up than I already am? You think you know me? I don't know me!

Evan: When we were kids, uh... your dad was making a movie about Robin Hood, something. Kayleigh: What do you want to know, Evan?! Evan: Is... did he... what happened in the basement? Kayleigh: Look, it was a long time ago. Evan: I know. Kayleigh: Is that why you came all the way back here? To ask a lot of stupid qu...

Don: Hey Mr. Dexter I think I can do that for you. Roscoe: You? You're a musician. Cosmo: That's a moot point.

Don: You got any more little chores you want done in this picture? Roscoe: Plenty.

RF: Lina, you were gorgeous! Cosmo: Yeah, you looked pretty good for a girl.

Don: Now Lina, you've been reading those fan magazines again. Look, Nina you shouldn't believe all that banana oil that Dora Bailey and the columnists dish out. Now try to get this straight. There's nothing between us, there's never been anything between us. Just air. Lina, Now Donny you don't mean that.

You know what she needs? A nice, warm bowl of Kabbalah.

Kathy: You keep away from me! Just because you're a big movie star, wild parties, swimming pools, you expect every girl to fall in a dead faint at your feet. Well, don't you touch me! Don Lockwood: Fear not, sweet lady! I will not molest you. I am but a humble jester, and you? You are to far above me! Don Lockwo...

Lina, you never looked lovelier.

Don Lockwood: I just had to tell you how good you were. Kathy Selden: Excuse me. Don Lockwood: No, no, don't go. Now that I know where you live I'd like to see you home.

Don Lockwood: Why, you rattlesnake! You got that poor kid fired. Lina Lamont: That's not all I'm gonna do if I ever get my hands on her. Don Lockwood: I never heard of anything so low. Why did you do it? Lina Lamont: Because you liked her. I could tell. Don Lockwood: So that's it. Believe me, I don't like her ha...

Lina: Oh Donny! You couldn't kiss me like that and not mean it just a teensy bit! Don Lockwood: Meet the greatest actor in the world! I'd rather kiss a tarantula. Lina: You don't mean that. Don Lockwood: I don't - -Hey Joe, bring me a tarantula.

Don Lockwood: Now listen, R.F., the owner of the Coconut Grove may do what Lina tells him to, but you're the head of this studio. R.F. Simpson: Yes, I'm the head of this studio. She's hired! But don't let Lina know she's on the lot.

Rod: Lina, you're a beautiful woman. Audiences think you've got a voice to match. The studio's gotta keep their stars from looking ridiculous at any cost. Cosmo Brown: Nobody's got that much money.

You'll look like total idiots when you're captured and I'm the one save you.

So you haven't noticed anything unusual since you started working here? Any weirdos running around?

You can't do this to me. People adore me. Ow! I'm as cute as a powerpuff girl. I'll get my own show.

All right, everybody! This is a raid. I'm a federal agent. You're all under arrest!

Such a son. A goniff! Your mother needs you like a moose needs a hat rack.

Jerry: Now you've done it. Now you have done it. Joe: Done what? Jerry: You tore off one of my chests. Joe: You better go get it fixed. Jerry: Well, you better come help me.

Sugar: I come from this musical family. My mother is a piano teacher and my father was a conductor. Joe: Where did he conduct? Sugar: On the Baltimore and Ohio.

You want a piece of the Shagster? Feel the pain!

Girls, you're gonna wake up the neighbors downstairs. Now, Josephine will-- Watch that corkscrew!

Sugar: Turn the lights on, I can't see what I'm doing. Daphne: No lights, we don't want anyone to know we're having a party. Sugar: But I might spill some. Daphne: So spill it! Spills, thrills, laughs, and games. This may even turn out to be a surprise party. Sugar: What's the surprise? Daphne: Not yet. ...

Osgood: You know, I've always been fascinated by show business. Daphne: Is that so? Osgood: Yes. As a matter of fact it's cost my family quite a bit of money. Daphne: Oh, you invest in shows? Osgood: Showgirls. I've been married seven or eight times. Daphne: You're not sure? Osgood: Mama is keeping score.

You could use a little sunlight.

Daphne: You're dynamite! Osgood: You're a pretty hot little firecracker yourself.

You think I'm going to fall for that?

Yo, yo, yo. Yo, homedogs!

You all need to step back, because Fredster's got his groove on.

You're fogging up my glasses.

Stop already. You'll feel better in the red dress than in the cheese danish.

X

You know, my grandfather came through Ellis Island. They shortened his name from "Lopeziwitz". All the crap they write about me and that, they miss. Ay, gevalt.

Karen: Yes, well, uh, since we did happen to bump into each other, coincidentally, maybe I'll give you a copy of this... Jack: Um, excuse us, Jen. I need to speak to my friend about something totally unrelated to the sheet music she's holding in her hand. Jennifer Lopez: No sweat. I got my book: Anna Karenina....

You see, I wanna learn what pleases you. I wanna learn everything about you. Would you let me do that? Would you give me that job?

You work for me now. Find some clouds. Find some clouds.

You find me some goddamn clouds, huh?

Howard Hughes: Mortgage tool co. Every asset. You heard me. Noah: You do that, you could lose everything. Howard Hughes: Well, I won't.

You're not extending enough on your follow-through. Follow-through is everything in golf, just like life.

Miss Hepburn: Ha-ha! You're not a republican, are you? Couldn't abide that. How did you vote in '32? Howard Hughes: Well, I didn't. Miss Hepburn: You must! It's your sacred franchise.

Jack: You wanna buy the airline? Howard Hughes: For crying out loud, Jack. We don't want a bunch of damn pencil pushers gettin' in the way of us makin' our plane, do we?

Howard Hughes: Yeah, makin' a western. Gonna call it The Outlaw. Johnny: Yeah, you know what it's about? S-E-X. It's all about S-E-X. Howard Hughes: It's a western.

You must all come sailing with me. Catalina this weekend.

Howard Hughes: If you'll excuse us, we have-- we have to be somewhere. Mr. Flynn: You are somewhere, Howard, you madman. Howard Hughes: Somewhere else. Excuse us.

You see, you've gotta feel the vibration of the engine through your fingertips. Do you feel that?

You know, I don't think I've ever met someone who actually uses the word "golly."

You are the tallest woman I know.

Odie: I wish to god you'd let someone else take her up. You got 20 damn test pilots working for you. Howard Hughes: Hell, why should I let someone else have all the fun?

You, you cannot imagine the speed. She was like a winged bullet up there.

Miss Hepburn: Good god! You're covered in blood. Howard Hughes: Oh, no. That's just beet juice. I crashed into a beet field. Miss Hepburn: What? Howard Hughes: Yeah, I crashed in a beet field.

You taught me to fly, Howard. I'll take the wheel.

Man: You're not gonna believe this. It just came across the wires. Howard Hughes has bought control of TWA. Juan: I thought Mr. Hughes was flying around the world. Man: Apparently he did it while he was flying, over the radio.

You know, fame is supposed to be my turf.

You don't care about money because you've always had it.

You're a fine bunch of bullies, aren't you?

Really, though, darling, you can't retire from the field of battle like that or they'll never respect you.

Odie: You wanna build a troop-carrier plane? Howard Hughes: Stop thinking like an insect, Odie. Not just a plane to carry the troops, a plane to carry everything. The troops and the jeeps and the tanks and whatnot. Here, take a look.

You're a pretty hot little firecracker yourself.

You're a damn fine politician, Bob, But you don't know jack-shit about engineering.

Dr. Corvin; We're here because a satellite With your guidance system onboard Is about to reenter the atmosphere. The system is non-responsive. You want to take a crack at it?

Mulligan: You shave with your spats on? Spats Colombo: I sleep with my spats on.

Fred: Yo, the bitch was like, "what?" and I was like, "later on!" What up, dog? And... Dog. Scooby: Keeping it real.

You did that vulcanizing job on toothpick charlie, And we know it.

Joe: You can't make an omelet without breaking an egg. Jerry: What are you giving me with the omelet?

You know what we're gonna do? We're gonna sell this bracelet, and we're gonna take the money, and we're gonna grab a boat down to South America, Hide out in one of the banana republics.

Joe: Come on. You're gonna call Osgood. Jerry: What am I gonna tell him? Joe: You're gonna elope with him. Jerry: Elope! But there are laws, conventions! Joe: There's a convention all right. There's also the ladies' morgue.

Yeah, well, I bring glad tidings, Reverend tank, In the name of team daedalus. It seems there might just be a resurrection after all.

You must be quite a girl. Wanna bet? Ha ha ha ha!

Sam: You're gonna go blackberry? Sock: No no, I'm gonna go old school-- pager and pay phone. Sam: You selling dime bags out of your mom's car again?

You know something? You are a son of a bitch.

You know what I would really love is if one of you would step up and prove yourselves worthy of being my second in command.

It's too damn much. You think I just got $18 million in petty cash?

You're not one for tears, and, well... neither am I, so it's best to... come out with it. I've met someone, I've fallen in love, and I'm moving out.

You come in here out of the blue and tell me you're leaving me, just like that, and you have the nerve to expect graciousness?

Odie: You just gave away our entire postwar strategy. Howard Hughes: Ah, he can't stop us. Odie: He's Pan AM, Howard. He can stop anything!

You ever cheat on your wife, Roland? Hmm? You ever screw a colored girl? You ever steal anything? You ever hurt anyone?

You can't buy me, Howard, so stop trying. Don't buy me any more diamonds or sapphires or any other goddamn thing. You can buy me dinner. How about that?

You know... Juan Trippe sent me flowers.

I'm telling it to you straight. I'm not just crying wolf this time. We're in serious trouble. You've gotta make a choice. You wanna be bankrupted by the big plane... or by the big airline?

Under my bed! You put a goddamn microphone under my bed!

You don't own me, Howard. I'm not one of your teenage whores, and I'm not some damn airplane.

Howard Hughes: What do you want, Owen? Owen: You agree to support my C.A.B. Bill, and I won't hold public hearings.

Howard Hughes: Go away. Just for now. I'll see you soon. We'll go flying together. Kate: Yes! Yes, pl-please. You take me flying again. Howard, I... I can take the wheel.

Howard Hughes: If I appear at his hearings, Juan, it could get nasty, ahem. Real nasty for all of us. Juan Trippe: Well, I think considerably more so for you. While the good people of America were losing sons at Anzio, you produced a dirty movie and built airplanes that don't fly.

Juan Trippe: You still have to answer for the Spruce Goose. Howard Hughes: It's called the Hercules! And it will fly, goddamn it!

You're going to default on your loan from equitable after senator Brewster destroys your reputation, and you can't find additional capital for the airline. The hearings will also show Hughes aircraft to be mismanaged and incompetent, and... it will go bankrupt too.

You seem to have me in a corner here, buddy. Not a position in which I'm very comfortable.

W-wait, wait, wait, wait, honey. Y-you can't move. You can't move. You're... you're safe here. You're in the germ-free zone now.