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The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes "awww!!!"- Jack Kerouac
---it's always sunny in philadelphia---
Waitress:(after hearing a racist comment "Coffee, Hitler? I'll be sure to put lots of cream in that for you."
Sweet Dee: I WILL EAT YOUR BABIES, BITCH!
"I love a man. That's right a man. His name is Jesus. Does that make me gay for god? You betcha."
"I'm a recovering crackhead and I care for my mentally retarded sister, I'd like to sign up for welfare please"
-----onehourphoto-----
Sy Parrish : And if these pictures have anything important to say to future generations, it's this: I was here. I existed. I was young, I was happy, and someone cared enough about me in this world to take my picture.
Sy Parrish : Nobody takes a picture of something they want to forget.
Sy Parrish : Most people don't take snapshots of the little things. The used Band-Aid, the guy at the gas station, the wasp on the Jell-O. But these are the things that make up the true picture of our lives. People don't take pictures of these things.
-----donnie darko-----
Gretchen: Donnie Darko? What the hell kind of name is that? It's like some sort of superhero or something
Donnie: What makes you think I'm not?
Donnie : I made a new friend today.
Dr. Lilian Thurman : Real or imaginary?
Donnie : Imaginary.
Donnie : Why do you wear that stupid bunny suit?
Frank : Why are you wearing that stupid man suit?
-----trainspotting-----
Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television. Choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance. Choose fixed interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisurewear and matching fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit crushing game shows, stuffing junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourself. Choose a future. Choose life... But why would I want to do a thing like that? I chose not to choose life. I chose somethin' else. And the reasons? There are no reasons. Who needs reasons when you've got heroin?
SickBoy: Well, at one time, you've got it, and then you lose it, and it's gone forever.
-----rules of attraction-----
Mrs. Mimi Jared: I leave you alone for five minutes, and you're drinking
Dick: Drunk. I'm drunk.
-----subUrbia-----
Jeff : It doesn't matter what I do as long as I don't care about the results. And that's why now, I'm getting naked.
Jeff : At least I admit that I don't know. I know that things are fucked up, beyond belief, and I have nothing original to say about it...
Bee-Bee : Didn't you see their video on MTV?
Tim : No, I shot my TV.
Jeff : Idealism is guilty middle-class bullshit.
-----happiness-----
Joe : What do you think would happen if I got him a professional... you know...
Bill : A professional?
Joe : Hooker. You know, the kind that can teach things... first-timers, you know... break him in.
Bill : But Joe, he's 11.
Joe : You're right, you're right. It's too late.
Andy : You think I don't appreciate art? You think I don't understand fashion? You think I'm not hip? You think I'm pathetic? A nerd? A lard-ass fat-so? You think I'm shit? Well, you're wrong, 'cause i'm champagne, and you're shit. Until the day you die, you, not me, will always be shit.
-----chasing amy-----
Banky Edwards : What is it about this girl man, you know you have no shot at getting her into bed so why do you even bother wasting time with her, because you're Holden fucking McNeil, the most persistent traveler on the road that's not the path of least resistance, everything has to be a fucking challenge for you and this little relationship with that BITCH is a prime example of your fucking condition, Well I don't need a magic 8-ball to look into your future, you want a forecast here, will Holden ever fuck Alyssa?, oh what a shock, NOT FUCKING LIKELY. This relationship is affecting you, our work and our friendship and the time is going to come when I throw down the gauntlet and say it's me or her then what are you going to say?
Alyssa : For you, to fuck is to penetrate. You're used to the more traditional definition - you inside some girl you do, jackhammering away, not noticing that bored look in her eyes.
Banky Edwards : Hey, I always notice that bored look in their eyes.
Jay : So why the long face, Horace? Banky on the rag?
Holden : I'm just, ahh... just havin' a little girl trouble.
Jay : Bitch pressin' charges? I get that a lot.
Collector : ...You fuckin' tracer.
Banky Edwards : I'll trace a chalk line around your dead fucking body, you fuck!
-----face/off-----
Castor Troy : Hello, Doctor. I hope you don't mind: I took a few of your groovy painkillers. I'm just enjoying some of your greatest hits here. Oh God, this is excellent. Oh, bravo. Bra-fucking-vo.
-----a life less ordinary-----
Robert : Right you asshole, I've got your daughter here, and I'm gonna send her back in pieces if... OH! I'm sorry, madam. No, I haven't got your daughter here, I've got someone else's. No, we're not married. Yes, I've read the same thing, it's very hard to find suitable young men these days. Well, I'm sure your daughter's very nice, in principle I've got no objection to meeting her...
-----fear & loathing in las vegas-----
Raoul Duke : A drug person can learn to handle such things as seeing their dead grandmother crawling up their leg with a knife in her teeth.
Clerk at Flamingo Hotel : Can I call you a cab?
Police Chief : [screaming] Sure, and I'll call you a cocksucker!
Dr. Gonzo : As your attorney, I advise you to take a hit out of the little brown flask in my shaving kit.
------the good girl-----
Bubba : If I were a woman, I'd be a slut. A lesbian slut.
Holden : You're a hooker, you hooker.
Justine : What are we doing here?
Holden : Makin' one outta two.
Cheryl : Attention, shoppers. There's a Retail Rodeo special on aisle 3. Liquid Drain Cleaner, 2 12-ounce cans for $5.00. Liquid Drain Cleaner has churning power and it will churn right through your pipes. Ladies, you need female plumbing. Shove something clean and new up your filthy pipes. That's Liquid Drain Cleaner on aisle 3. Have a good day and thank you for shopping at Retail Rodeo.
Corny : You got any interest in reading the Bible?
Justine : I have my own, you know, beliefs.
Corny : Well, we don't preach fire and brimstone. 10 Commandments, gotta live by those. Other than the usual ways, we're not interested in scaring people. We're about loving Jesus.
Justine : Mm-hmm. Yeah, I kind of like my nights to myself.
Corny : Well, maybe you'll have night after night of eternal hellfire all to yourself. Just kidding you. Drive safe. Bye-bye.
Jack Field, Your Store Manager : Holden was a thief and a disturbed young man and what happened was a sad thing. Perhaps we can learn a lesson from this tragedy like don't steal and don't be disturbed.
------winter passing-----
Reese Holdin: I just can't believe this is the same man who told his six-year-old daughter that Christmas was a Republican capitalistic conspiracy created by the Hallmark Corporation and that, if Jesus were alive today he'd be down in Nicaragua rallying the Sandinistas. Grace Away.
-----idiocracy-----
Costco Greeter: Welcome to Costco, I love you.
Doctor: It says on your chart you're fucked up, you talk like a fag, and your shit's all retarded.
Doctor: Don't worry scrote. There are plenty of 'tards out there living really kick ass lives. My first wife was 'tarded. She's a pilot now.
Frito: I can't believe you like money too. We should hang out.