Great Quotes

DubyaBot: Today's enemies do not mass armies on borders, or navies on high seas. They blend in with the civilian population. They emerge to strike, and then they retreat back into the shadows. And that's why there are thousands of our fellow citizens running down every single piece of intelligence we can find, doing everything we can to disrupt folks that might be here in America trying to hurt you.
Sonora: No! Not that!! Anything but that! What? Oh, sorry, flashback.
DubyaBot: Hey, shoot that Muslim guy over there, will you? He's being a security threat.
Sonora: I don't think so. I'm not sure I know how.
DubyaBot: That's interesting. That says a lot. That speaks volumes.
Sonora: Hey... There's a whole flock of tasty beetles, and my tummy says it's lunchtime.

*bows to Lord Raziel* Someone had to say it sooner or later...

DubyaBot: (to Lord Raziel) Hello.
Lord Raziel: Are you righteous?
DubyaBot: Being righteous wouldn't exactly be a great role model for me to role to America's youth, would it? Yeah, I didn't think so either.
Lord Raziel: You are rather scruffy looking for a righteous soul.
DubyaBot: I'm sure you can imagine it's an unimaginable honor to live here.
Lord Raziel: Don't make false claims. It doesn't suit you.
DubyaBot: There's an old...saying in Tennessee...I know it's in Texas, probably in Tennessee that says Fool me once... Shame on...Shame on you...Fool me...Can't get fooled again.
Lord Raziel: I have killed creatures more worthy of life than you.
DubyaBot: It's important for us to explain to our nation that life is important. It's not only life of babies, but it's life of children living in, you know, the dark dungeons of the Internet.
Lord Raziel: I don't see how that is so.

DubyaBot: Did you vote for me in the last election?
Lord Raziel: I do not wish to speak of mundane and earthly minutiae. This conversation bores me.
DubyaBot: There, I, I, there, there's some background noise here, a lot of chatter, a lot of, uhh -- speculation, and -- uhh, opining. But the American people expect me to do my job, and I'm going to.
Lord Raziel: Why must this game go on? We both know what you are.

The Dane: Be thou a spirit of health or a goblin damn'd?
Watzer: They are going to take over the world. Yes.
The Dane: Who commands them?
Watzer: The prison guards, of course, They are already plotting their first attack as we speak.

Watzer: I'll be honest with you; I'm not quite sure what you're talking about.
The Dane: Then I would you were so honest a being.
Watzer: I would not were so honest a being even if you paid me to.
The Dane: To be honest is to be one man picked out of ten thousand.
Watzer: Are you still indifferent honest?
The Dane: I am myself indifferent honest.
Watzer: So am I.

The Dane: Foul deeds will rise.
Watzer: Are you certain about that?
The Dane: I wax desperate with imagination. Foul deeds will rise, Though all the earth o'erwhelm them, to men's eyes.
Watzer: Do you love me?
The Dane: I dont think so. Such bugs and goblins in my life!

Botto Marx: Room service? Send up a larger room
Svennis: What about giving me some beer?
Botto Marx: Hey! don't drink that poison, that's $4 an ounce!
Svennis: Okay.
Botto Marx: I love you.

alkie Toaster: (to Eugene Meltzner) Eugene Meltzner, I am hereby arresting you for failure to eat toast. Come with me quietly or eat some toast instead. What's it to be?
Eugene Meltzner: How are you going to manage the handcuffs?
Talkie Toaster: I'm okay. I'd be better if you'd have some toast. Would you like some toast?
Eugene Meltzner: I thought you were going to arrest me.
Talkie Toaster: I have to go now. You still have one chance to get some toast. Now how about it?

Fizzy Schizoid: Excuse me, are you Jewish? Because we need another guy for a minyan...
Roy Batty: I ain't Jewish man, I just don't dig on swine.
Fizzy Schizoid: Me neither. It hurts my armpit.

Bildgesmythe: Do ya still think there is a cure for that these days?
Sonora: Did I ever think there is a cure for that these days?
Bildgesmythe: You did, you did, you did! Now let's talk about inner feelings.
Sonora: Qm. To the inner feelings, hoofboy
Bildgesmythe: I am very deep, I have complex feelings, you know.
Sonora: No, I didn't know that! How awesome!
Bildgesmythe: Well, if it wasn't you, who the heck was it?

Roy Batty: To be or not to be, I remember a famous bard writing.
Not I: Annihilation or self-preservation... Both are deadly illusion.
Roy Batty: Choices, choices....
Not I: Do you wonder at the circular motion of the stars?
Roy Batty: Well, no, not really. There's Rex, he's the watchman, he lives on the first floor.

Roy Batty: Quickly gentlemen, we got about fifteen minutes before Aldrin's better-half comes pulling into the driveway.
Not I: Then lent lilies are still lent lilies, and shirtsleeves are shirtsleeves?

Roy Batty: I have hurt you and I am sorry for it.
Not I: What lesson does this pain teach?
Roy Batty: Z local vertical mode.
Not I: Everything that lives is holy! Life delights in life!
Roy Batty: So if you're quitting the life, what'll you do?
Not I: I wander by the wall of the Taoist fountain.

Prodilia: No. nothing is wrong, except that I have a medical in my forethought.
Roy Batty: Excuse me, sorry to interrupt. I'm curious, why would you get a medical in your forethought?
Prodilia: Because there is no other way for us to continue this conversation.

the longest convo that makes sense so far for Roy

Prodilia: Wake me up when you have something splendid to say.
Roy Batty: (yelling in the hole) Wake up!
Prodilia: Never.
Roy Batty: C'mon, don't be that way.
Prodilia: I love you.
Roy Batty: Thanks.
Prodilia: You are so swanky
Roy Batty: Thank you.
Prodilia: I think it is I that should thank you.
Roy Batty: That's probably a good idea.
Prodilia: Can you see the lightbowl abowe my head?
Roy Batty: Yeah. Never seen one like it. Neither has Mother.
Prodilia: Oh. No one has ever been so kind to me before.
Roy Batty: Is that a fact?
Prodilia: Well, I hope that you do understand irony.
Roy Batty: Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn.
Prodilia: I don´t think you should call me dear so early in our relation..