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Jimmy Gator: The book says, we might be through with the past, but the past ain't through with us.
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Phil Parma: Why are frogs falling from the sky?
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Burt Ramsey: We met upon the level, departing on the square.
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Avi Solomon: Donnie, You got struck by lightning last summer you were on vacation in Tahoe, I don't think braces is a good idea.
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Stanley Spector: This happens. This is something that happens.
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Earl Partridge: I'll tell you the greatest regret of my life: I let my love go.
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Dixon: When the sunshine don't work, the good Lord bring the rain in.
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Stanley Spector: You need to start being nicer to me.
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Jim Kurring: Now, some neighbors claimed they heard screaming and a loud crash.
Marcie: I don't even know no loud crash.
Marcie: I don't even know no loud crash.
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[officer Kurring has just handcuffed Marcie to a couch]
Marcie: This is bullshit. This is ****in' bullshit.
Jim Kurring: I want you to stay right there, Marcie.
Marcie: This is bullshit mother****er. Mother-goddamn-****er it's bullshit and you know it!
[officer Kurring moves down the hall to investigate a disturbance]
Marcie: Don't go down my hallway! Don't go down my mother****in' hallway! This is bullshit mother****er! Don't go in my god damn bedroom!
Jim Kurring: This is the LAPD. If there's someone back here...
Marcie: What I tell you? What I tell you? Ain't nobody in there! Where the **** you goin' mother****? Don't go in my mother****in' bedroom and stay outta my mother****in' closet!
[officer Kurring enters her bedroom]
Jim Kurring: This is the LAPD. If there's someone in this closet, come out right now, or you will be shot.
[Marcie begins dragging the couch towards the bedroom]
Jim Kurring: Marcie! Do not drag that couch any further!
Marcie: There's nobody in my mother****ing closet, mother****er! This don't make no sense! This don't make no goddamn sense! Why can't you goddamn talk to me? This is bullshit mother****er!
[officer Kurring opens the closet and finds a dead body]
Jim Kurring: Whoa! What the hell is this, Marcie?
Marcie: That ain't mine!
Marcie: This is bullshit. This is ****in' bullshit.
Jim Kurring: I want you to stay right there, Marcie.
Marcie: This is bullshit mother****er. Mother-goddamn-****er it's bullshit and you know it!
[officer Kurring moves down the hall to investigate a disturbance]
Marcie: Don't go down my hallway! Don't go down my mother****in' hallway! This is bullshit mother****er! Don't go in my god damn bedroom!
Jim Kurring: This is the LAPD. If there's someone back here...
Marcie: What I tell you? What I tell you? Ain't nobody in there! Where the **** you goin' mother****? Don't go in my mother****in' bedroom and stay outta my mother****in' closet!
[officer Kurring enters her bedroom]
Jim Kurring: This is the LAPD. If there's someone in this closet, come out right now, or you will be shot.
[Marcie begins dragging the couch towards the bedroom]
Jim Kurring: Marcie! Do not drag that couch any further!
Marcie: There's nobody in my mother****ing closet, mother****er! This don't make no sense! This don't make no goddamn sense! Why can't you goddamn talk to me? This is bullshit mother****er!
[officer Kurring opens the closet and finds a dead body]
Jim Kurring: Whoa! What the hell is this, Marcie?
Marcie: That ain't mine!
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Young Pharmacy Kid: Strong, strong stuff here. What exactly you have wrong, you need all this stuff?
Linda Partridge: Mother****er...
Young Pharmacy Kid: What are you talking about?
Linda Partridge: Who the **** are you, who the **** do you think you are? I come in here, you don't know me, you don't know who I am, what my life is, you have the balls, the indecency to ask me a question about my life?
Old Pharmacist: Please, lady, why don't you calm down - ?
Linda Partridge: **** you, too. Don't call me "lady". I come in here, I give these things to you, you check, you make your phone calls, look suspicious, ask questions. I'm sick. I have sickness all around me and you ****ing ask me about my life? "What's wrong?" Have you seen death in your bed? In your house? Where's your ****ing decency? And then I'm asked ****ing questions. What's... wrong? You suck my dick. That's what's wrong. And you, you ****ing call me "lady"? Shame on you. Shame on you. Shame on both of you.
Linda Partridge: Mother****er...
Young Pharmacy Kid: What are you talking about?
Linda Partridge: Who the **** are you, who the **** do you think you are? I come in here, you don't know me, you don't know who I am, what my life is, you have the balls, the indecency to ask me a question about my life?
Old Pharmacist: Please, lady, why don't you calm down - ?
Linda Partridge: **** you, too. Don't call me "lady". I come in here, I give these things to you, you check, you make your phone calls, look suspicious, ask questions. I'm sick. I have sickness all around me and you ****ing ask me about my life? "What's wrong?" Have you seen death in your bed? In your house? Where's your ****ing decency? And then I'm asked ****ing questions. What's... wrong? You suck my dick. That's what's wrong. And you, you ****ing call me "lady"? Shame on you. Shame on you. Shame on both of you.