Great Quotes

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..

Spikebot: The last Slayer I killed... she begged for her life. I'm a hero really.
Glindar: You a hero? Why you a hero?
Spikebot: Thanks Glindar, I think I'm growing fond of you.
Glindar: *rubs his fingers together* You pay now?

Glindar: *sighs* Glindar human once.
Spikebot: Didn't go well, huh?
Glindar: Glindar did bloodily!

Spikebot: The last Slayer I killed... she begged for her life.
Glindar: No last. Not for Slayer. Elvish.

Spikebot: Isn't it a fantastic day? Birds singin', squirrels making lots of rotten little squirrels.
Glindar: You have attack birds?
Spikebot: Here you go *hands Glindar an attack birds*
Glindar: Birds away from Glindar keep!
Spikebot: Mmm. That smell... Your neck...
Glindar: AaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAhh!
Spikebot: This isn't about brains, kids!

Mr. Mojo Risin: What's your favorite song?
Justina: I keep my eyes open and my mouth shut
Mr. Mojo Risin: You know anything about film?
Justina: I don't know, I'm guessing.