Once Upon a Time in Hollywood quotes

View Quote Marvin Schwarz: So Rick, who's gonna kick the shit out of you next week? Mannix? The Man from U.N.C.L.E.? The Girl from U.N.C.L.E.? How about Batman and Robin? [pantomimes the fight choreography] Ping! Pow! Choom! Zoom! Down goes you, down goes your career as a leading man.

View Quote Narrator: When you come to the end of the line, with a buddy who is more than a brother and a little less than a wife, getting blind drunk together is really the only way to say farewell.

View Quote Sadie: We are in ****ing Hollywood, man. The people an entire generation grew up watching kill people, live here. And they live in pigshit ****ing luxury. I say **** 'em. I say we cut their ****s off and make them eat it.

View Quote Tex: You two ready to kill some piggies?

View Quote Trudi Fraser: I believe it's the job of an actor – and I say actor, not actress because the word actress is nonsensical – it's the actor's job to avoid impediments to their performance. It's the actor's job to strive for one hundred percent effectiveness. Naturally, we never succeed, but it's the pursuit..that's meaningful.

View Quote Allen Kincade: So, uh, Rick, explain to the audience exactly what it is a stunt double does.
Rick Dalton: Well, actors are required to do a lot of dangerous stuff. Say Jake Cahill gets shot off his horse. Now, can I fall off a horse? Yes, I can. Yes, I have. [all three chuckle] But say I fall off wrong and I sprain my wrist or twist my ankle. Now, that can put an undue burden on the production because now maybe I can't work for a week. So Cliff here is meant to help carry the load.
Allen Kincade: Is that, uh, how you'd describe your job, Cliff?
Cliff Booth: What, carrying his load? Yeah, that's about right.

View Quote Bruce Lee: You know, you're kinda pretty for a stuntman.
Cliff Booth: That's what they tell me.

View Quote Bruce Lee: You're the one with the big mouth, and I would really enjoy closing it, especially in front of all my friends. But my hands are registered as lethal weapons. That means, we get into a fight, I accidentally kill you? I go to jail.
Cliff Booth: Anybody accidentally kills anybody in a fight, they go to jail. It's called manslaughter.

View Quote Cliff Booth: [high on acid] You are real, right?
Tex: I'm as real as a donut, mother****er.

View Quote Cliff Booth: All right. What's the matter, partner?
Rick Dalton: It's official, old buddy. I'm a has-been.

View Quote Cliff Booth: If something were to happen to my boss's car, well, I'd get in trouble. Lucky for you, he's got a spare. [pulls out the spare tire, car jack, and lug wrench] Fix it!
Clem: [laughs] **** you!
[Cliff advances toward Clem and punches him square in the face, knocking him down. Cliff then pulls Clem up by his hair and punches him again, before pulling him back up and looking toward the Family]
Cliff Booth: Ladies. [punches Clem in the face again, before the Family members start advancing toward him.] Come one step closer, and I knock his teeth out! [hauls Clem to his feet and throws him against Rick’s car] Fix it.
Clem: Can I at least get a rag to wipe my face first?
Cliff Booth: Nope. Tire first.

View Quote Cliff Booth: Oh, I know you. I know all three of you! Yeah, Spahn Ranch! Spahn Ranch, yeah! Woo! [turns to Katie] I don't know your name, but I remember that hair. [turns to Sadie] And you, I remember your white little face. [turns to Tex] And you were on a horsey! Yeah... you are?
Tex: I'm the Devil. And I'm here to do the Devil's business.
Cliff Booth: ...Nah, it was dumber than that. Something like Rex.
Sadie: God, shoot him, Tex!
Cliff Booth: Tex!

View Quote Gypsy: Welcome to our community.
Cliff Booth: Thanks for having me.
Gypsy: And thanks for giving our precious Pussy a ride home.
Cliff Booth: Think nothing of it.
Gypsy: We love Pussy.
Cliff Booth: Yes, we do.

View Quote Jay Sebring: Is everybody okay?
Rick Dalton: Well... the ****in' hippies aren't. That's for goddamn sure.

View Quote Pussycat: Want me to suck your **** while you're driving?
Cliff Booth: [thinks for a bit] How old are you?
Pussycat: What?
Cliff Booth: How old are you?
Pussycat: Wow, man. First time anybody asked that in a long time.
Cliff Booth: What's the answer?
Pussycat: Okay, we gonna play kiddie games? Eighteen. Feel better?
Cliff Booth: You got some I.D., you know, like, a driver's license or something?
Pussycat: [laughing] Are you joking?
Cliff Booth: No, I'm not. I need to see something official that verifies that you're eighteen, which you don't have because you're not.