By bart (207.203.60.110) giovedì 15 febbraio 2001 - 01:10

Per molti di voi questo topic non sara` proprio un ricordo, pero` sara` una sorpresa vedere come il copione italiano e` stato tradotto dall`inglese.

Full Metal Jacket:

Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, Drill Instructor: Are you quitting on me?! Well, are you?! Then quit, you slimy fucking walrus-looking piece of shit! Get the fuck off of my obstacle! Get the fuck down off of my obstacle! Now! Move ••! I'm going to rip your balls off, so you cannot contaminate the rest of the world! I will motivate you, Private Pyle, if •• short-dicks every cannibal on the Congo!
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Private Joker (Private: The dead know only one thing: ••'s better to be alive.
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Crazy Earl: These are great days we're living, bros! We are jolly green giants, walking the earth with guns. These people we wasted here today are the finest human beings we will ever know. After we rotate back to the world, we're gonna miss not having anyone around that's worth shooting.
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Private Joker (Private: Are those... live rounds?
Private Gomer Pyle: Seven-six-two millimeter. Full metal jacket.
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Private Joker (Private: My thoughts drift back to erect nipple wet dreams about Mary Jane Rottencrotch and the Great Homecoming Fuck Fantasy. I am so happy that I am alive, in one piece and short. I'm in a world of shit... yes. But I am alive. And I am not afraid.
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Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, Drill Instructor: God has a hard on for Marines, because we kill everything we see. He plays His games, we play ours. To show our appreciation for so much power, we keep heaven packed with fresh souls. God was here before the marine corps, so you can give your heart to Jesus, but your ass belongs to the corps!
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Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, Drill Instructor: Today you people are no longer maggots. Today you are Marines. You're part of a brotherhood.
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Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, Drill Instructor: There is no racial bigotry here. I do not look down on niggers, kikes, wops or greasers. Here, you are all equally worthless.
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Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, Drill Instructor: How tall are you, private?
Pvt. Cowboy: Sir, five-foot-nine, sir!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, Drill Instructor: Five-foot-nine, I didn't know they stacked shit that high.
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Private Joker (Private: Leonard, if Hartman finds us here, we'll be in a world of shit.
Private Gomer Pyle: I *am*... in a world... of shit.
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Pvt. Eightball: I guess they'd rather be alive than free. Poor dumb bastards.
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Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, Drill Instructor: Who said that? Who the fuck said that? Who's the slimy communist shit twinkle-toed cocksucker who just signed his own death warrant?
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Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, Drill Instructor: Jesus Christ Pyle, don't try too hard. If God would have wanted you up there he would have miracled your ass up there, wouldn't he?
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Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, Drill Instructor: Were you born worthless, or did you have to work at ••?
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Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, Drill Instructor: I bet you're the kind of guy that would fuck a person in the ass and not even have the god damned common courtesy to give him a reach around.
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Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, Drill Instructor: A rifle is only a tool. ••'s a hard heart that kills. If your killer instincts are not clean and strong you will hesitate at the moment of truth. You will not kill. You will become dead Marines. And then you will be in a world of shit. Because Marines are not allowed to die without permission! Do you maggots understand?
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Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, Drill Instructor: Private Pyle, I'm gonna give you three seconds, exactly three fuckin' seconds, to wipe that stupid lookin' grin off your face or I will gouge out your eyeballs and skull fuck you!
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Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, Drill Instructor: Bullshit! •• looks to me like the best part of you ran down the crack of your mama's ass and ended up as a brown stain on the mattress.
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Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, Drill Instructor: What is your major malfunction, numbnuts? Didn't Mommy and Daddy show you enough attention when you were a child?
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Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, Drill Instructor: Pyle, you had best unfuck yourself and start shitting me Tiffany cufflinks or I will definitely fuck you up!
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Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, Drill Instructor: Pyle, you climb obstacles like old people fuck!
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Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, Drill Instructor: You will give your rifle a girl's name because this is the only pussy you people are going to get. Your days of finger-banging ol' Mary J. Rottencrotch through her pretty pink panties are over!
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Pvt. Cowboy: You know there's not a single horse in the entire country of Vietnam? There's definitely something wrong with that.
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Pvt. Cowboy: I think what she's trying to say is that you black boys pack too much meat.
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Pogue Colonel: Marine, what is that button on your body armor?
Private Joker (Private: A peace symbol, sir.
Pogue Colonel: Where'd you get ••?
Private Joker (Private: I don't remember, sir.
Pogue Colonel: What is that you've got written on your helmet?
Private Joker (Private: "Born to Kill," sir.
Pogue Colonel: You write "Born to Kill" on your helmet and you wear a peace button. What's that supposed to be, some kind of sick joke?!
Private Joker (Private: No, sir.
Pogue Colonel: You'd better get your head and your ass wired together, or I will take a giant shit on you!
Private Joker (Private: Yes, sir.
Pogue Colonel: Now answer my question or you'll be standing tall before the man.
Private Joker (Private: I think I was trying to suggest something about the duality of man, sir.
Pogue Colonel: The what?
Private Joker (Private: The duality of man. The Jungian thing, sir.
Pogue Colonel: Whose side are you on, son?
Private Joker (Private: Our side, sir.
Pogue Colonel: Don't you love your country?
Private Joker (Private: Yes, sir.
Pogue Colonel: Then how about getting with the program? Why don't you jump on the team and come on in for the big win?
Private Joker (Private: Yes, sir!
Pogue Colonel: Son, all I've ever asked of my marines is that they obey my orders as they would the word of God. We are here to help the Vietnamese, because inside every gook there is an American trying to get out. ••'s a hardball world, son. We've gotta keep our heads until this peace craze blows over.
Private Joker (Private: Aye-aye, sir.
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Animal Mother: You a photographer?
Private Joker (Private: I'm a combat correspondent.
Animal Mother: Well you seen much combat?
Private Joker (Private: I've seen a little on TV.
Animal Mother: You're a real comedian.
Private Joker (Private: Well they call me Joker.
Animal Mother: Well I got a joke for you. I'm gonna tear you a new asshole.
Private Joker (Private: Only after you eat the peanuts out of my shit.
Animal Mother: You talk the talk. Do you walk the walk?
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Private Joker (Private: I wanted to meet stimulating and interesting people of an ancient culture, and kill them. I wanted to be the first kid on my block to get a confirmed kill.
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Animal Mother: If I'm gonna get my balls blown off for a word, my word is poontang.
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Private Joker (Private: A day without blood is like a day without sunshine.
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Door Gunner: Anyone who runs is V•••. Anyone who stands still is well-disciplined V•••.
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Private Joker (Private: How can you shoot women and children?
Door Gunner: Easy... you don't lead 'em so much. [laughs] Ain't war hell?!
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Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, Drill Instructor: Hell I like you, you can come over to my house and fuck my sister.
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Private Joker (Private: I wanna slip my tube steak into your sister. What'll you take in trade?
Pvt. Cowboy: What do you got?
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Pvt. Eightball: What we have here, little yellow sister, is a magnificent specimen of pure Alabama Blacksnake. But •• ain't too goddamned beau coup.
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Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, Drill Instructor: Private Joker, do you believe in the Virgin Mary?
Private Joker (Private: Sir, no sir!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, Drill Instructor: Well Private Joker, I don't believe I heard you correctly!
Private Joker (Private: Sir, the private said "no sir," sir!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, Drill Instructor: Why you little maggot, you make me want to vomit! [Slaps Joker] You goddamned communist heathen, you had best sound off that you love the Virgin Mary, or I'm gonna stomp your guts out!
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Marines: [chanting] This is my rifle. There are many like •• but this one is mine. My rifle is my best friend. •• is my life. I must master •• as I must master my life. Without me, my rifle is useless. Without my rifle I am useless. I must fire my rifle true. I must shoot straighter than my enemy, who is trying to kill me. I must shoot him before he shoots me. I will. Before God I swear this creed: my rifle and myself are defenders of my country, we are the masters of my enemy, we are the saviors of my life. So be ••, until there is no enemy, but peace. Amen.
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Marines: [Chanting] This is my rifle. [Grabbing their crotches.] This is my gun. This is for fighting, and this is for fun.

By bart (207.203.60.110) giovedì 15 febbraio 2001 - 01:11

Ritorno al futuro



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George McFly: Lorraine, my density has bought me to you.
Lorraine Baines: What?
George McFly: Oh, what I meant to say was...
Lorraine Baines: Wait a minute, don't I know you from somewhere?
George McFly: Yes! Yes! I'm George, George McFly! I'm your density. I mean... your destiny.


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George McFly: Last night, Darth Vader came down from planet Vulcan and told me that if I didn't take Lorraine out that he'd melt my brain.

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Marty McFly: Wait a minute, Doc. Ah... Are you telling me you built a time machine... out of a DeLorean?
Doctor Emmet Brown: The way I see ••, if you're gonna build a time machine into a car, why not do •• with some style?

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[1955 Doc is watching a video of 1985 Doc]
Doctor Emmet Brown: What on Earth's this thing I'm wearing?
Marty McFly: Ah, this, this is a radiation suit.
Doctor Emmet Brown: Radiation suit? Of course, because of all the fallout from the atomic wars!

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[In the past, Marty observes his dad's incompetence.]
Marty: Jesus, George, ••'s a wonder I was ever born!

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Mr. Strickland: You don't have a chance, you're too much like your old man. No McFly ever amounted to anything in the history of Hill Valley!
Marty McFly: Yeah, well, history is gonna change.

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[Repeated line]
Marty McFly: If you put your mind to ••, you can accomplish anything.

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Dave McFly: [kissing George McFly on the head] See ya pop. Oooow, time to change that oil!

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Doctor Emmet Brown: If my calculations are correct, when this baby hits eighty-eight miles per hour ... you're gonna see some serious shit.

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[In 1955, Tab and Pepsi Free aren't invented yet]
Lou: You gonna order something, kid?
Marty McFly: Ah, yeah... Give me a Tab.
Lou: Tab? I can't give you a tab unless you order something!
Marty McFly: Alright, give me a Pepsi Free.
Lou: You want a Pepsi, PAL, you're gonna pay for ••!

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Goldie Wilson: I'll be the most powerful man in Hill Valley, and I'm gonna clean up this town.
Lou: [handing him a broom] Good, you can start by sweeping the floor.

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[Lorraine's parents are talking about Marty McFly, Lorraine's future son]
Stella Baines: He's a very strange young man.
Sam Baines: He's an idiot. Comes from upbringing. His parents are probably idiots too. Lorraine, if you ever have a kid that acts that way I'll disown you.

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[Dr. Emmet Brown is doubting Marty McFly's story about that he is from the future]
Dr. Emmet Brown: Then tell me, "future boy", who is president in the United States in 1985?
Marty McFly: Ronald Reagan.
Dr. Emmet Brown: Ronald Reagan? The actor?! Who's Vice President? Jerry Lewis?
Marty McFly: What?
Dr. Emmet Brown: I suppose Jane Wyman is the first lady! And Jack Benny is secretary of the treasury! I've had enough practical jokes for one evening! Good day, future boy!

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[Marty McFly comes to his school in 1955]
Marty McFly: Wow, they really cleaned this place up. •• looks brand new!

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Marty McFly: Wait a minute, Doc, are you trying to tell me that my mother has got the hots for me?
Dr. Emmet Brown: Precisely.
Marty McFly: Whoa, this is heavy.
Dr. Emmet Brown: There's that word again; "heavy". Why are things so heavy in the future? Is there a problem with the earth's gravitational pull?

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[The correct phrase is "So why don't you make like a tree and leave"]
Biff Tannen: So why don't you make like a tree and get outta here.

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George McFly: Lou! Give me a milk... [dramatic pause] Chocolate!

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[Marty McFly arrives late for his take-off]
Dr. Emmet Brown: You got no concept of time!

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Dr. Emmet Brown: Don't worry! As long as you hit that wire with the connecting hook at precisely eighty-eight miles per hour the instant the lightning strikes the tower ... everything will be fine!

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[Last line]
Dr. Emmet Brown: Roads? Where we're going we don't need roads.

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Dr. Emmett "Doc" L. Brown: Next Saturday night, we're sending you back to the future!

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Dr. Emmett L. "Doc" Brown: I'm sure in 1985, plutonium is available at every corner drugstore, but in 1955 ••'s a little hard to come by!

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George McFly: I know what you're gonna say, son. And you're right, you're right. But Biff just happens to be my supervisor, and I'm afraid I'm just no good at... confrontations.
Marty McFly: The car, Dad! I mean he wrecked ••! He totaled ••! I needed that car tomorrow night, Dad. Do you have any idea how important this is to me? Do you have any clue?
George McFly: I know, son. And all I can say is... I'm sorry.

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Biff Tannen: I have your car towed all the way to your house and all you've got for me is LIGHT beer?

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Marvin Berry: [on the phone, as Marty plays "Johnny B. Goode"] Chuck! Chuck! ••'s Marvin -- your cousin, Marvin BERRY. You know that new sound you're looking for? Well, listen to this!
[holds the receiver out]

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Marty McFly: [watching a Honeymooners episode in 1955] Hey, I've seen this one. I've seen this one. This is a classic.
Milton Baines: What do you mean, you've seen this? ••'s brand new.
Marty McFly: I saw •• on a... [realizing] rerun.
Milton Baines: What's a rerun?

By bart (207.203.60.110) giovedì 15 febbraio 2001 - 01:12

Wall Street


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[In Bud's new office.]
Marv: Very nice. So what is ••, *Mr.* Cocksucker now?


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Gekko: Lunch is for wimps.

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Bud Fox: I'm tapped out Marv. American Express' got a hit man lookin' for me.

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Gekko: When I get a hold of the son of a bitch who leaked this, I'm gonna tear his eyeballs out and I'm gonna suck his fucking skull!

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Carl Fox: Stop going for the easy buck and start producing something with your life. Create, instead of living off the buying and selling of others.

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Gekko: The richest one percent of this country owns half our country's wealth, five trillion dollars. One third of that comes from hard work, two thirds comes from inheritance, interest on interest accumulating to widows and idiot sons and what I do, stock and real estate speculation. ••'s bullshit. You got ninety percent of the American public out there with little or no net worth. I create nothing. I own.

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Gekko: You're walking around blind without a cane, pal. A fool and his money are lucky enough to get together in the first place.

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Bud: How much is enough?
Gekko: ••'s not a question of enough, pal. ••'s a zero sum game, somebody wins, somebody loses. Money itself isn't lost or made, ••'s simply transferred from one perception to another.

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Gekko: Mixed emotions, buddy. Like Larry Wildman going off a cliff in my new Maserati.

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Bud Fox: Sun-tzu: If your enemy is superior, evade him. If angry, irritate him. If equally matched, fight, and if not split and reevaluate.

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Lou Mannheim: Man looks in the abyss, there's nothing staring back at him. At that moment, man finds his character. And that is what keeps him out of the abyss.

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Lou: The main thing about money, Bud, is that •• makes you do things you don't want to do.

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Bud: If you step out that door, I'm changing the locks.

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Bud Fox: Life all comes down to a few moments. This is one of them.

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Gordon Gekko: If something's worth doing ••'s worth doing for money.

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Gekko: I'm gonna make you rich, Bud Fox.

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Gekko: I'm talking about liquid. Rich enough to have your own jet. Rich enough not to waste time. Fifty, a hundred million dollars, buddy. A player. Or nothing.

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Gekko: I don't throw darts at a board. I bet on sure things. Read Sun-tzu, The Art of War. Every battle is won before •• is ever fought.

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Gekko: If you need a friend, get a dog.

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Gekko: Greed - you mark my words - will not only save Teldar Paper, but that other malfunctioning corporation called the U.S.A.

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Gekko: The most valuable commodity I know of is information.

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Gekko: Greed captures the essence of the evolutionary spirit.

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Gekko: I look at a hundred deals a day. I pick one.

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Gordon Gekko: You see that building? I bought that building ten years ago. My first real estate deal. Sold •• two years later, made an $800,000 profit. •• was better than sex. At the time I thought that was all the money in the world. Now ••'s a day's pay.

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Bud Fox: Why do you need to wreck this company?
Gordon Gekko: Because ••'s wreckable, all right?

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Gordon Gekko: The point is, ladies and gentlemen, that greed, for lack of a better word, is good. Greed is right. Greed works.

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Gordon Gekko: Ever wonder why fund managers can't beat the S& 500? 'Cause they're sheep, and sheep get slaughtered.

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Bud: This is really a nice club, Mr. Gekko.
Gekko: Yeah, not bad for a City College boy. I bought my way in, now all these Ivy league schmucks are sucking my kneecaps

By bart (207.203.60.110) giovedì 15 febbraio 2001 - 01:14

The Blues Brothers

[Sister Mary Stigmata hits Elwood with her stick.]
Elwood: You fat penguin!


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Jake Blues: Ya see, me and the Lord have an understanding.

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Cab Calloway: Boys, you got to learn not to talk to nuns that way.

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Soul Food Cafe Owner: Help you two?
Elwood: Do you have any white bread ma'am?
Soul Food Cafe Owner: Yeah.
Elwood: I'll have some toasted white bread please.
Soul Food Cafe Owner: You want any jam on that honey?
Elwood: No ma'am, dry.
Jake: Have you got any fried chicken ma'am?
Soul Food Cafe Owner: Best damned chicken in the state!
Jake: Bring me four fried chickens and a Coke.
Soul Food Cafe Owner: You want chickens wings or chicken legs?
Jake: Four fried chickens and a Coke.
Elwood: And some dry white toast please.
Soul Food Cafe Owner: Ya'all want anything to drink with that?
Elwood: No ma'am.
Jake: A Coke.
Soul Food Cafe Owner: Be right back.

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Elwood Blues: Illinois Nazis.
Jake Blues: I hate Illinois Nazis.

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Elwood Blues: The light was yellow, sir.

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[Jake Blues is released on parole and gets back all the things he wore when he was arrested.]
Corrections Officer: One Timex digital watch, broken. One unused prophylactic. One soiled.

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[Elwood Blues Jake Blues has a fight over the police car Elwood Blues got after he traded away the original bluesmobile for a microphone]
Elwood Blues: You don't like ••?
Jake Blues: No I don't like ••...
[Elwood Blues floors the pedal and jumps over an open drawbridge]
Jake Blues: Of course ••'s got a lot of pickup...
Elwood Blues: ••'s got a cop motor, a 440 cubic inch plant, ••'s got cop tires, cop suspensions, cop shocks. ••'s a model made before catalytic converters so ••'ll run good on regular gas. What do you say, is •• the new Bluesmobile or what?
[A brief thinking pause while Jake Blues lights a cigarette]
Jake Blues: Fix the cigarette lighter.

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[While standing at the entrance to the Triple Rock church watching the service with much dancing and Hallelujah choruses, a heavenly light shines down on Jake and he has an epiphany]
Jake: The band...the band...
Rev. Cleophus: DO YOU SEE THE LIGHT?!
Jake: THE BAND!!!
Rev. Cleophus: DO YOU SEE THE LIGHT?!!
Elwood: What light?!
Rev. Cleophus: DO YOU SEEEE THE LIGHT?!
Jake: YES!! YES!! JESUS H. TAP-DANCING CHRIST...I HAVE SEEN THE LIGHT!!!

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Reverend Cleophus James: Praise God!
Elwood: And God bless the United States of America!

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Jake Blues: How often does the train go by?
Elwood Blues: So often you don't even notice ••.

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Elwood: Oh no!
Jake: What the fuck was that?
Elwood: We threw a rod!
Jake: Is that serious?
Elwood: Yup.

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Donald 'Duck' Dunn: We had a band powerful enough to turn goat piss into gasoline.

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Jake Blues: How much for the little girl? Your women - how much for the women?

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Mrs. Tarantino: Are you the police?
Elwood Blues: No, ma'am. We're musicians.

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Jake Blues: I ran out of gas! I got a flat tire! I didn't have change for cab fare! I lost my tux at the cleaners! I locked my keys in the car! An old friend came in from out of town! Someone stole my car! There was an earthquake! A terrible flood! Locusts! •• WASN'T MY FAULT, I SWEAR TO GOD!

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Curtis: Well, the Sister was right. You boys could use a little churching up. Slide on down to the Triple Rock, and catch Rev. Cleophus. You boys listen to what he's got to say!
Jake: Curtis, I don't want to listen to no jive-ass preacher talking to me about Heaven and Hell!
Curtis: Jake, you get wise! You get to church!

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Jake Blues: [to Sister Mary Stigmata] 5 grand? No problem, we'll have •• for you in the morning. Let's go, Elwood.
Sister Mary Stigmata: No, no, I will not take your filthy stolen money!
Jake Blues: Well then... I guess you're really up Shit Creek.
[Sister Mary Stigmata hits Jake Blues with a ruler for using that kind of language]
Sister Mary Stigmata: I beg your pardon, what did you say?
Jake Blues: I offered to help you... You refused to take out money. Then I said; I guess you're really up Shit Creek.
[Sister Mary Stigmata hits Jake Blues with the ruler again]
Elwood Blues: Christ Jake! Take •• easy man.
[Sister Mary Stigmata hits Elwood Blues]
Jake Blues: Oh shit!
[Sister Mary Stigmata hits Jake Blues]
Elwood Blues: Jesus Christ!
[Sister Mary Stigmata hits Elwood Blues]
Jake Blues: Shit!

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Jake Blues: You were outside, I was inside. You were supposed to keep in touch with the band. I kept asking you if we were gonna play again.
Elwood Blues: What was I gonna do? Take away your only hope? Take away the very thing that kept you going in there? I took the liberty of bullshitting you.

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[Elwood Blues has just passed on a red light, and a police car rolls up behind them. The words are said in the same rhythm as a blues song ("Soothe Me" on the car stereo]
Elwood Blues: Shit!
Jake Blues: What?
Elwood Blues: Rollers...
Jake Blues: No!
Elwood Blues: Yeah.
Jake Blues: Shit!

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Elwood Blues: Our Lady of Blessed Acceleration, don't fail us now!

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Jake Blues: First you trade the Cadillac for a microphone. Then you lie to me about the band. Now you're gonna put me right back in the joint!
Elwood Blues: They're not gonna catch us. We're on a mission from God!

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[While they are driving around in the shopping mall with 2 police cars on their tail]
Elwood Blues: Baby clothes...
Jake Blues: This place has got everything.

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[Repeated line]
Elwood Blues: We're on a mission from God.

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Murph: Tell me a little about this electric piano, Ray.
Ray: Ah, you have a good eye, my man. That's the best in the city Chicago.
Jake Blues: How much?
Ray: 2000 bucks and ••'s yours. You can take •• home with you. As a matter of fact, I'll throw in the black keys for free.

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Elwood Blues: What kind of music do you usually have here?
Claire: Oh, we got both kinds. We got country *and* western.

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Jake Blues: Book us for tomorrow night.
Maury Sline: Hold ••, hold ••. "Tomorrow night", what are you talking about. A gig like that, you gotta prepare the proper exploitation.
Elwood Blues: I know all about that stuff. I have been exploited all my life.

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Police Dispatcher: Use of unnecessary violence in the apprehension of the Blues Brothers HAS been approved.

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Burton Mercer: Who wants an orange whip? Orange whip? Orange whip? Three orange whips!

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Elwood Blues: ••'s 106 miles to Chicago, we've got a full tank of gas, half a pack of cigarettes, ••'s dark and we're wearing sunglasses.
Jake Blues: Hit ••!

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[Carrie flame throws a propane tank next to a phone booth they are in - •• blows sky high and crashes down to earth - the phone breaking in half]
Elwood Blues: Hey Jake! Gotta be at least seven dollars worth of change here!

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Elwood Blues: I bet these cops got SCMODS.
'Joliet' Jake Blues: SCMODS?
Elwood Blues: State County Municipal Offender Data System.

By bart (207.203.60.110) giovedì 15 febbraio 2001 - 01:25

il due puntini rossi •• si riferiscono a i t

By bart (207.203.60.110) giovedì 15 febbraio 2001 - 01:26

La retata (film con dan aykroyd e tom hanks, ovviamente uno dei miei preferiti)


Topless woman: Are these the breasts of a forty year old?
Friday: No ma'am. They're very impressive... bordering on spectacular.


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Joe Friday: I don't care what undercover rock you crawled out from, there's a dress code for detectives in Robbery-Homicide. Section 3-605.10.20.22.24.26.50.70.80. •• specifies: clean shirt, short hair, tie, pressed trousers, sports jacket or suit, and leather shoes, preferably with a high shine on them.

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Joe Friday: Ma'am, what is the approximate dry weight of the average Madagascan fruit tree bat?
Pep Streebeck: You mean you don't know?

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Joe Friday: Ah, sure, but just like every other foaming, rabid psycho in this city with a foolproof plan, you've forgotten you're facing the single finest fighting force ever assembled.
Reverend Jonathan Whirley: The Israelis?

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[Friday is about to eat a hot dog.]
Pep Streebeck: Do you have any idea what falls into an industrial sausage press, including rodent hairs and bug excrement?
Joe Friday: I hate you, Streebeck.

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Pep Streebeck: May you live as long as you want, and never want as long as you live.

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Pep Streebeck: You've got a lot of repressed feelings, don't you, Friday? Must be what keeps your hair up.

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Pep Streebeck: Well, Muzz, I guess ••'s just you, and... and me... and your balls... and this drawer.

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[Joe Friday arrives.]
Pep Streebeck: Thank God, ••'s Friday!

By bart (207.203.60.110) giovedì 15 febbraio 2001 - 01:30

Rambo (aka First Blood)


Colonel Trautman: •• was a bad time for everyone, Rambo. ••'s all in the past now.

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Colonel Trautman: You are the last of an elite group, don't end •• like this.

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Rambo: Back there I could fly a gunship, I could drive a tank, I was in charge of million dollar equipment, back here I can't even hold a job washin' cars.

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Rambo: For me civilian life is nothing! In the field we had a code of honor, you watch my back, I watch yours. Back here there's nothing.

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Rambo: They drew first blood, not me. They drew first blood.

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Colonel Trautman: You don't seem to want to accept who you are dealing with. You are dealing with a man who is an expert---with guns, with knives, with his bare hands. A man who's been trained to ignore pain, to ignore weather. To live off the land and eat things that would make a billy goat puke. In Vietnam, his mission was to dispose of enemy personnel. To kill, period. Win by attrition. Well, Rambo was the best.

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John Rambo: Don't push ••. Don't push ••, or I'll give you a war you won't believe. Let •• go. Let •• go.

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Colonel Trautman: I don't think you understand. I didn't come here to resuce Rambo from you. I came here to rescue you from him.

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Teasle: Are you telling me that 200 of our men against your boy is a no-win situation for us?
Trautman: You bring that many men, just remember one thing.
Teasle: Oh yeah? What?
Trautman: A good supply of body bags.

By bart (207.203.60.110) giovedì 15 febbraio 2001 - 01:33

The Blues Brothers 2000


Elwood: We've got to get off this road. They've called ahead by now and you can't outrun a Motorola.

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Mighty Mack: Great. They have automatic weapons. We have carpet tacks.
Elwood: There not carpet tacks. They're dry wall nails.

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Elwood Blues: Stay away from drugs, gangs, and cyberporn on the Internet and you can be President some day.

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Queen Mousette: You wish to enter the contest.
Mighty Mack: We wish to win first prize!

By bart (207.203.60.110) giovedì 15 febbraio 2001 - 01:36

Indiana Jones III


Indiana Jones: Archaeology is the search for fact... not truth.

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Henry Jones: You call THIS archaeology?!

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[Encountering a painting of the Ark of the Covenant.]
Elsa: What's this?
Indy: Ark of the Covenant.
Elsa: Are you sure?
Indy: Pretty sure.

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Indiana: Sallah, I said NO camels! That's FIVE camels; can't you count?

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Walter Donovan: Germany has declared war on the Jones boys.

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Panama Hat: This is the second time I've had to reclaim my property from you!
Indiana Jones: That belongs in a museum!
Panama Hat: So do you!

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Henry Jones: The quest for the grail is not archeology, ••'s a race against evil. If •• is captured by the Nazis the armies of darkness will march all over the face of the earth. Do you understand me?
Indiana Jones: This is an obsession, Dad. I've never understood ••. Never. Neither did Mom.
Henry Jones: Oh yes she did. Only too well. Unfortunately, she kept her illness from me. All I could do was mourn her.

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Fedora: You lost today, kid. But that doesn't mean you have to like ••.

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Elsa: [kisses Indy] That's how we say goodbye in Austria.
Vogel: And this is how we say goodbye in Germany.
[Punches Indy in the face. Indy's head smacks back into Henry's head.]
Indy: I liked the Austrian way better.
Henry: So did I!

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Henry: They're trying to kill us!
Indiana Jones: I know, Dad!
Henry: This is a new experience for me.
Indiana Jones: •• happens to me all the time.

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Indiana Jones: Listen. Since I've met you I've nearly been incinerated, drowned, shot at, and chopped into fish bait. We're caught in the middle of something sinister here, my guess is dad found out more than he was looking for and until I'm sure, I'm going to continue to do things the way I think they should be done.

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[Escaping in a biplane]
Henry Jones: I didn't know you could fly a plane.
Indy: Fly, yes. Land, no.

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[Nazi colonel Vogel is torturing Henry to get answers]
Colonel Vogel: Tell me about this miserable little diary of yours. The book is useless and yet you come all the way back to Berlin to get ••. Why?
[He slaps Henry in the face with his glove]
Colonel Vogel: Why?
[He slaps him again]
Colonel Vogel: What are you hiding?
[He slaps him again]
Colonel Vogel: What does the diary tell you that •• doesn't tell us?
[He tries to slap him again until Henry grabs ahold of his hand]
Professor Henry Jones: •• tells me that goose-stepping morons like yourself should try reading books instead of burning them.

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Indiana Jones: I'm like a bad penny, I always turn up.

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[Indiana Jones is asking Henry how he could've slept with Elsa]
Henry: I'm as human as the next man.
Indiana Jones: Dad, I was the next man!

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Henry: Sorry about the head but I thought that you were one of them.
Indiana Jones: Dad, they come in through the doors!
Henry: Ha, good point.

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Indiana Jones: Nazis. I hate these guys.

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Professor Henry Jones: Elsa never really believed in the grail. She thought she'd found a prize.
Indiana Jones: And what did you find, Dad?
Professor Henry Jones: Me? Illumination.

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Young Indiana Jones: Mr. Havlok? Anybody? ...Everyone's lost but me.

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[On why Henry calls Indy "Junior"]
Sallah: Please, what does •• always mean, this... this "Junior"?
Professor Henry Jones: That's his name. [points to himself] Henry Jones... [points to Indy] ...Junior.
Indiana Jones: I like "Indiana."
Professor Henry Jones: We named the *dog* Indiana.
Marcus Brody: May we go home now, please?
Sallah: The dog?! You are named after the dog?!
Indiana Jones: I've got a lot of fond memories of that dog.

By bart (207.203.60.110) giovedì 15 febbraio 2001 - 01:42

Per oggi basta, se avete domande citofonatemi e dite la frase in codice: sono Gloria, ho lasciato la patente sul tavolo vicino alla frutta.

By bart (207.203.60.101) giovedì 15 febbraio 2001 - 18:59

Forrest Gump


Forrest Gump: I can't help ••; I love you Jenny.
Jenny: Forrest, you don't know what love is.


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Mrs. Gump: You have to do the best with what God gave you.

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Forrest: Mama always said, dying was a part of life.

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Forrest Gump: Her dream had come true. She was a folk singer.

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Forrest: Will you marry me Jenny?
Jenny: You don't wanna marry me, Forrest.

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Forrest: When I was in China on the All-American Ping Pong team, I just loved playing ping-pong with my Flexolite ping pong paddle.

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Forrest Gump: Mama says they was magic shoes. They could take me anywhere.

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Lieutenant Dan: Have you found God yet, Gump?
Forrest Gump: I didn't know I was supposed to be looking for him.

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Forrest Gump: Lieutenant Dan, what are you doing here?
Lieutenant Dan: I'm here to try out my sea legs.
Forrest Gump: But you ain't got no legs, Lieutenant Dan.

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Jenny: Do you think I could fly off this bridge, Forrest?
Forrest: What do you mean , Jenny?
Jenny: Nothing.

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Forrest: Mama always said life was like a box a chocolates, never know what you're gonna get.

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Drill Sergeant: Gump! Why did you put that weapon together so quickly, Gump?
Forrest Gump: You told me to, Drill Sergeant.

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Bubba: Anyway, like I was sayin', shrimp is the fruit of the sea. You can barbecue ••, boil ••, broil ••, bake ••, sautee ••. Dey's uh, shrimp-kabobs, shrimp creole, shrimp gumbo. Pan fried, deep fried, stir-fried. There's pineapple shrimp, lemon shrimp, coconut shrimp, pepper shrimp, shrimp soup, shrimp stew, shrimp salad, shrimp and potatoes, shrimp burger, shrimp sandwich. That- that's about ••.

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Lieutenant Daniel Taylor: Have you found Jesus yet Gump?
Forrest: I didn't know I was supposed to be looking for him sir.

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Bubba: Have you ever been on a real shrimping boat?
Forrest: No, but I've been on a real big boat.

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Forrest Gump: Now you wouldn't believe me if I told you, but I could run like the wind blows. From that day on, if I was ever going somewhere, I was running!!

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[Repeated line]
Forrest Gump: Stupid is as stupid does.

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Forrest's Mother: Life's a box of chocolates, Forrest. You never know what you're gonna get.

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Forrest Gump: Sometimes, there just aren't enough rocks.

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Drill Sergeant: Gump! What's your sole purpose in this army?
Forrest Gump: To do whatever you tell me, drill sergeant!
Drill Sergeant: God damn ••, Gump! You're a god damn genius! This is the most outstanding answer I have ever heard. You must have a goddamn •••Q. of 160. You are goddamn gifted, Private Gump.

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Fat Man at Bench: •• was a bullet, wasn't ••?
Forrest Gump: A bullet?
Fat Man at Bench: That jumped up and bit you.
Forrest Gump: Oh, yes sir. Bit me right in the buttocks. They said •• was a million dollar wound, but the army must keep that money 'cause I still haven't seen a nickel of that million dollars.

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Forrest Gump: I'm sorry I had to fight in the middle of your Black Panther party.

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Bubba Blue: My given name is Benjamin Buford Blue, but people call me Bubba. Just like one of them ol' redneck boys. Can you believe that?
Forrest Gump: My name's Forrest Gump. People call me Forrest Gump.

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Forrest Gump: I'm not a smart man, but I know what love is.

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[Repeated line]
Forrest Gump: We were like peas and carrots, Jenny and I.

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Forrest Gump: I'm sorry for ruining your party, Lieutenant Dan. She tasted of cigarettes.

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Forrest: What's his name?
Jenny: Forrest. I named him after his daddy.
Forrest: He's got a daddy named Forrest just like me?
Jenny: Forrest, you are his daddy.

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Jenny: His name's Forrest.
Forrest: Like me.
Jenny: I named him after his daddy.
Forrest: He got a daddy named Forrest, too?
Jenny: You're his daddy, Forrest.

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Forrest: I ran for three years, five months, and two days. When I was hungry, I ate. When I was tired, I slept. When I had to go, you know, I went!

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Lieutenant Daniel Taylor: So where are you boys from?
Forrest Gump, Benjamin "Bubba" Bufford-Blue: Alabama, sir!
Lieutenant Daniel Taylor: You guys twins or something?
Forrest Gump: No sir, we are not relations.

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Lieutenant Daniel Taylor: That's what all these cripples down at the VA talk about: Jesus this and Jesus that. They even had a priest come and talk to me. He said God is listening and if I found Jesus, I'd get to walk beside him in the kingdom of Heaven. Did you hear what I said?! WALK beside him in the kingdom of Heaven! Well kiss my crippled ass. God is listening? What a crock of shit.

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Forrest Gump: Hello. I'm Forrest, Forrest Gump.
Recruit Officer: Nobody gives a hunky shit who you are, pus ball. You're not even a low-life, scum-sucking maggot. Get your ass on the bus, you're in the army now!

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Gigolo Joe: "I know ALL about women. About as much as there is to know. No two are ever alike and, after they've met me, no two are ever the same."

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