Why do you refuse to talk?
F f f f... fornication
If I'm gonna die, I want to die comfortable
When somebody asks me a question, I tell them the answer
What's the most you ever lost in a coin toss?
My theory on Feds is they're like mushrooms. Feed 'em sh*t and keep 'em in the dark
Girlie, tough ain't enough
You swore! You swore on the precious!
Roxie, honey! It's me, it's daddy!
There has to be a mathematical reason for how bad that tie is
At my signal, unleash hell
I know you think my dad's harmless, but you're wrong
I will have poetry in my life. And adventure. And love
I believe you are blushing, Mr. Big Artiste. I can't imagine Monsieur Monet blushing
Stupid is as Stupid does
These are my workers; they should be on my train!
This guy here is the Duck of Death
I'm having an old friend for dinner
Only a white man would make a fire for everyone to see
Of course you can't have pancakes without maple syrup
It is true, your majesty. Many heads have been chopped off. It does stop them thinking
That's what this place feels like. Hell
He even took the gramophone on safari. Three rifles, supplies for a month, and Mozart
There are simply too many notes
Whenever I despair, I remember that the way of truth and love has always won
If I can't win, I won't run!
My God, how could I hate him. Mothers don't hate their sons
I want my son
You have to think about one shot. One shot is what it's all about
I think I'm gonna be the balding virile type, you know, as opposed to say, the um distinguished gray
That's me when I was eight years old, that's the Italian Stallion when he was a baby
What do you think you are, for Chrissake, crazy or somethin'?
I know it was you, Fredo. You broke my heart. You broke my heart
Not only are you a cheat, you're a gutless cheat, as well
Leave the gun. Take the cannoli
All right, Popeye's here! Get your hands on your heads!
There he goes, old blood and guts ... his glory ... our guts
My leg hurts, my butt hurts, my chest hurts, my face hurts, and if that ain't enough, I gotta pee all over myself
Please sir, I want some more
They call me Mr Tibbs!
I have no wife! Catherine is not my Queen! No priest can make her so!
If the Nazis take over Austria, I have no doubt, Herr Zeller, that you will be the entire trumpet section
I sold flowers; I didn't sell myself
Molly's reputation was destroyed, and Tom's heart was heavy with remorse
They're Hashemite Bedouins. They can cross 60 miles of desert in a day
Come on, Jets, round out!
I love you, Miss Kubelik. Did you hear what I said, Miss Kubelik? I absolutely adore you.
I tell you, the day Rome falls, there will be a shout of freedom
Certainly not! The only people who make love all the time are liars
I'm adamant. I will not have an officer from my battalion working as a coolie
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