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 Faye Dunaway QuotationMovie Title: Bonnie and Clyde (1967) as Bonnie Parker: Bonnie Parker : We rob banks! C.W. Moss : I spent a year in reformatory! Bonnie Parker : Whooee! A man with a record! Bonnie Parker : [reading her poem] You've heard the story of Jesse James / Of how he lived and died / If you're still in need / Of something to read / Here's the story of Bonnie and Clyde. / Now Bonnie and Clyde are the Barrow gang / I'm sure you all have read / How they rob and steal / And those who squeal / Are usually found dyin' or dead. / They call them cold-hearted killers / They say they are heartless and mean / But I say this with pride / That I once knew Clyde / When he was honest and upright and clean. / But the laws fooled around / Kept takin' him down / And lockin' him up in a cell / Till he said to me: "I'll never be free / So I'll meet a few of them in Hell." / If a policeman is killed in Dallas / And they have no clue to guide / If they can't find a fiend / They just wipe their slate clean / And hang it on Bonnie and Clyde / If they try to act like citizens / And rent them a nice little flat / About the third night / They're invited to fight / By a sub-guns' rat-a-tat-tat. / Some day, they'll go down together / They'll bury them side by side / To a few, it'll be grief / To the law, a relief / But it's death for Bonnie and Clyde. Bonnie Parker : I don't have no mama. No family either. Clyde Barrow : Hey, I'm your family. Bonnie Parker : You know what, when we started out, I thought we was really goin' somewhere. This is it. We're just goin', huh? Clyde Barrow : I love you. [After Clyde shows off his marksmanship with a handgun] Bonnie Parker : You're good! Clyde Barrow : I ain't good. I'm the best! Bonnie Parker : And modest! Clyde Barrow : Alright. Alright. If all you want's a stud service, you get on back to West Dallas and you stay there the rest of your life. You're worth more than that. A lot more than that. You know it and that's why you come along with me. You could find a lover boy on every damn corner in town. It don't make a damn to them whether you're waitin' on tables or pickin' cotton, but it does make a damn to me. Bonnie Parker : Why? Clyde Barrow : Why? What's you mean, "Why?" Because you're different, that's why. You know, you're like me. You want different things. You got somethin' better than bein' a waitress. You and me travelin' together, we could cut a path clean across this state and Kansas and Missouri and Oklahoma and everybody'd know about it. You listen to me, Miss Bonnie Parker. You listen to me. Bonnie Parker : What would you do if some miracle happened and we could walk out of here tomorrow morning and start all over again clean? No record and nobody after us, huh? Clyde Barrow : Well, uh, I guess I'd do it all different. First off, I wouldn't live in the same state where we pull our jobs. We'd live in another state. We'd stay clean there and then when we'd take a bank, we'd go into the other state. Bonnie Parker : Hey, that ain't ours! Clyde Barrow : Sure it is. Bonnie Parker : But we come in this one. Clyde Barrow : That don't mean we have to go home in it! Movie Title: The Champ (1979) as Annie: [Annie just revealed to T.J. she is his mother] Annie : I'm your mother. T.J. : No, my mother's dead. She's a beautiful angel. Annie : No she's not, I'm here and I love you. T.J. : You don't live with us, you're not married to Champ. Annie : Listen to me T.J., you don't have to live with someone to love them, I love you. T.J. : Do you love the Champ? Do you? Do you love him? No you're not my mother. Annie : No, no please listen to me. It's not that simple. T.J. listen to me. T.J. : Go away. Please don't touch me. I don't want you, I don't want you. Annie : Timmy. T.J. : Go away I told you, go away. Go away, I want the Champ. I want Champ. Champ. I want Champ. I don't want you, I want to go back to the Champ. I want Champ, get out of here. [Annie leaves the room frightened] [Billy just sees Annie after 7 years] Billy : You know what I told T.J.? That you died that you were killed in a car wreck and that you were a tramp and we were better off without you. Annie : I am his mother. Billy : You're dead, the kid's got no mother. Annie : I'm here, I am his mother. Movie Title: Barfly (1987) as Wanda Wilcox / Wanda: Wanda : I hate people. Do you hate people? Henry : I don't hate people. I just like it a lot better when they're not around. Henry Chinaski : That's it. Wanda Wilcox : That's what? Henry Chinaski : I'm broke. Can't buy another drink. Wanda Wilcox : You mean you don't have any money? Henry Chinaski : No money, no job, no rent. Hey, I'm back to normal. Wanda : I hate the police, don't you? Henry Chinaski : I don't know, but I seem to feel better when they're not around. Movie Title: The Arrangement (1969) as Gwen: Gwen : OK, yes, I know, I'm nothing, I never was, but you! You could have been... Eddie Anderson : What? What?! Gwen : ...What you could have been. ...What happened to you, Eddie? Must kill you to think what you might have been. Movie Title: The Four Musketeers: Milady's Revenge (1974) as MiLady DeWinter: MiLady DeWinter : I need a bath. I reek of England and Protestantism. Movie Title: A Place for Lovers (1968) as Julia: Julia : I see you like experiments. How would you like to experiment by staying with me for two days? Valerion : Why did you ask me for only two days? Julia : So you can ask me for the next eight. Movie Title: Dunston Checks In (1996) as Mrs. Dubrow: Mrs. Dubrow : I like psychotic people. They get things done. Movie Title: Burning Secret (1988) as Mrs. Tuchman: Mrs. Tuchman : It seems the deepest love affairs are those left unfulfilled. Baron : Therein lies a tragedy. Mrs. Tuchman : Not at all. To consummate love is to make it mortal. Movie Title: The Towering Inferno (1974) as Susan: James Duncan : Give me the architect that designed you, and who needs Doug Roberts? Susan : I do. [About breeches buoy lottery] Doug Roberts : Take this pad and number it, oh say, to a hundred. Susan : High-rise roulette? Doug Roberts : High-rise roulette. Movie Title: Three Days of the Condor (1975) as Kathy: Kathy : You... you have a lot of very fine qualities. But... Joe Turner : What fine qualities? Kathy : You have good eyes. Not kind, but they don't lie, and they don't look away much, and they don't miss anything. I could use eyes like that. Joe Turner : But you're overdue in Vermont. Is he a tough guy? Kathy : He's pretty tough. Joe Turner : What will he do? Kathy : Understand, probably. Joe Turner : Boy. That is tough. Kathy : I don't think I want to know you very well. I don't think you're gonna live much longer. Joe Turner : I need your car. Kathy : It's called grand theft. You don't want to get in trouble with the police. Kathy : You're not entitled to personal questions! That gun gives you the right to rough me up; it doesn't give you the right to ask me... Joe Turner : Wh- wh- Rough you up? Have I roughed you up? Kathy : Yes! What are you doing in my house? Joe Turner : Have I? Have I? Kathy : Going through all my stuff? Force... Joe Turner : Have I raped you? Kathy : The night is young. Movie Title: Chinatown (1974) as Evelyn Mulwray: Evelyn Mulwray : I see you like publicity, Mr. Gittes. Well, you're going to get it. Evelyn Mulwray : Tell me, Mr. Gittes: Does this often happen to you? Jake Gittes : What's that? Evelyn Mulwray : Well, I'm judging only on the basis of one afternoon and an evening, but, uh, if this is how you go about your work, I'd say you'd be lucky to, uh, get through a whole day. Jake Gittes : Actually, this hasn't happened to me for a long time. Evelyn Mulwray : When was the last time? Jake Gittes : Why? Evelyn Mulwray : It's an innocent question. Jake Gittes : In Chinatown. Evelyn Mulwray : What were you doing there? Jake Gittes : Working for the District Attorney. Evelyn Mulwray : Doing what? Jake Gittes : As little as possible. Evelyn Mulwray : The District Attorney gives his men advice like that? Jake Gittes : They do in Chinatown. Jake Gittes : Evelyn, put that gun away. Let the police handle this. Evelyn Mulwray : He owns the police! Jake Gittes : There's no point in getting tough with me. I'm just ... Evelyn Mulwray : I don't get tough with anyone, Mr. Gittes. My lawyer does. Evelyn Mulwray : Hollis seems to think you're an innocent man. Jake Gittes : Well, I've been accused of a lot of things before, Mrs. Mulwray, but never that. [Evelyn Mulwray drives while Gittes reads an obituary from the newspaper] Jake Gittes : A memorial service was held at the Mar Vista Inn today for Jasper Lamar Crabb. He passed away two weeks ago. Evelyn Mulwray : Why is that unusual? Jake Gittes : He passed away two weeks ago and one week ago he bought the land. That's unusual. [Evelyn Mulwray and Gittes in her bathroom.] Jake Gittes : There's something black in the green part of your eye. Evelyn Mulwray : Oh, that. It's a... it's a flaw in the iris. Jake Gittes : Flaw? Evelyn Mulwray : Yes, it's a sort of birthmark. Evelyn Mulwray : She's my daughter. [Gittes slaps Evelyn.] Jake Gittes : I said I want the truth! Evelyn Mulwray : She's my sister... [slap] Evelyn Mulwray : She's my daughter... [slap] Evelyn Mulwray : My sister, my daughter. [More slaps.] Jake Gittes : I said I want the truth! Evelyn Mulwray : She's my sister AND my daughter! Movie Title: The Chamber (1996) as Lee Bowen: Lee Bowen : Pretty good for poor white trash. How well I'll be accepted after everybody finds out I'm Hitler's daughter is another thing. Lee Bowen : We come from a long line of hate. Movie Title: Little Big Man (1970) as Louise Pendrake: Louise Pendrake : Well, Jack. Now you know. This is a house of ill fame. And I'm a fallen flower. This life is not only wicked and sinful. It isn't even any fun. Movie Title: The Rules of Attraction (2002) as Mrs. Eve Denton: [Mrs. Jared hands Mrs. Denton a proscription pill] Mrs. Eve Denton : What is it? Mrs. Mimi Jared : Does it matter? Mrs. Eve Denton : Nah. Movie Title: Mommie Dearest (1981) as Joan Crawford: Joan Crawford : Tear down that BITCH of a bearing wall and put a window where it OUGHT to be! Joan Crawford : I may as well have "Property of MGM" tattooed on my backside! [addressing the men in the Pepsi boardroom] Joan Crawford : Don't fuck with me fellas. This ain't my first time at the rodeo. Joan Crawford : Hauling me over to Mayer's table like some picked-up floozy, or one of those starlets. Out to give the big shots a nice night in town, is that what you think of me? [Maid comments how well Christina's acting talent is coming along] Joan Crawford : Well, something good had to rub off. Joan Crawford : [Christina is practicing her diving while Joan urges her on] Well that's good, but you've got to push off more with your weight. Come on, let's see another one! Greg Savitt : She's had enough, Joan. Christina Crawford : But I'm tired, Mommie! Joan Crawford : QUITTER? Christina : There's a liquor store to the right. Joan Crawford : I should've know you'd know where to find the boys and the booze! Joan Crawford : Why can't you give me the respect that I'm entitled to? Why can't you treat me like I would be treated by any stranger on the street? Christina : Because I am NOT one of your fans! Joan Crawford : No... wire... hangers! What's wire hangers doing in this closet when I told you: no wire hangers EVER? I work and work 'till I'm half-dead, and I hear people saying, "She's getting old." And what do I get? A daughter... who cares as much about the beautiful dresses I give her... as she cares about me! What's wire hangers doing in this closet? Answer me! I buy you beautiful dresses, and you treat them like they were some dishrag. You do! Three hundred dollar dress on a wire hanger! We'll see how many you've got if they're hidden somewhere. We'll see... we'll see. Get out of that bed! All of this is coming out! Out! Out! Out! Out! Out! Out! You've got any more? We're gonna see how many wire hangers you've got in your closet. Wire hangers, why? Why? Christina, get out of that bed! Get out of that bed! You live in the most beautiful house in Brentwood and you don't care if your clothes are stretched out from wire hangers. And your room looks like some two-dollar-a-week furnished room in some two-bit back street town in Okalahoma! Get up! Get up! Clean up this mess! Greg Savitt : You were always the shopgirl who fought her way to the top, made a great success. Well, you're not a little shop girl anymore. Now, that's the truth, to face and deal with, if you want to survive. The truth is, you're getting old. Joan Crawford : Yeah? You're nothing but a rotten, crooked lawyer... supplying the grease that makes this shitty movie business work. You think your life's a mystery? There isn't a dirty cover up in this entire business that I don't know about, and YOUR hand is in EVERY ONE of them... you REEK OF IT! Joan Crawford : Did you scrub the bathroom floor today? DID YOU? Christina Crawford : Yes, Mommie. Joan Crawford : Yes, Mommie what? Christina Crawford : Yes, Mommie Dearest. Joan Crawford : When I told you to call me that, I wanted you to mean it. Mrs. Chadwick : When this sort of thing has happened before... Joan Crawford : Before? Is this an institution of learning, or a teenage brothel? Joan Crawford : I'd rather you go bald to school than looking like a tramp! Joan Crawford : The biggest female star he's got... ever had... and he's burying me alive. Survive! Survive! Joan Crawford : [cutting off her daughter's hair] You spoiled it, just like I spoiled you! Joan Crawford : TINA! Bring me the axe! Joan Crawford : The sword cuts both ways Joan Crawford : Christina! Christopher! Damn it! Joan Crawford : You know what's missing in my life? Greg Savitt : A hit movie. Christina Crawford : It's not fair. You're bigger than I am. It's not fair to win twice! Joan Crawford : Ah, but nobody ever said life was fair, Tina. I'm bigger and I'm faster. I will always beat you. [Joan has just easily beaten Christina in a pool race] Joan Crawford : Oh, you lost again! Christina Crawford : It's not fair! You're bigger than I am, it's not fair to win twice! Joan Crawford : AH, but nobody ever said life was fair, Tina! I'm bigger and I'm faster. I will always beat you. Christina Crawford : Then I'm not gonna play with you any more. EVER! Joan Crawford : Don't you EVER use that tone of voice with me, missy! WHO DO YOU THINK YOU'RE TALKING TO? I'll tell you what you're gonna do, you're gonna MARCH yourself UPSTAIRS to your room and you will STAY THERE until I tell you to come out! Christina Crawford : No I won't! Joan Crawford : No you won't? Yes... you... WILL! [spanks Tina, but she resists] Joan Crawford : You will go up... Christina Crawford : I WON'T GO! Joan Crawford : ALL RIGHT, all right! You will stay in here until you are ready to behave... Christina Crawford : I WON'T! NO I WON'T! I WON'T! Joan Crawford : ...AND TO APOLOGIZE! Christina Crawford : I won't! Joan Crawford : Get IN! [slams her in the pool house] Christina Crawford : AAAAAHHHHH, MOMMIE! Joan Crawford : Why must EVERYTHING be a CONTEST? Joan Crawford : Damn it, Perino's is MY place! Pepsi Chairman : Apparently the Board has failed to realize the extent of your interest in the company, apart from Al's position. We... misjudged. We shall be... pleased... to have you stay on. Joan Crawford : Thank you, gentlemen. Now let's get to work... [after discovering dirt underneath a large indoor planter] Joan Crawford : Ohhhh... Helga! When you polish the floor, you have the move the tree! If you can't do something right, don't do it at all! Helga : I'm sorry, Miss Crawford... Joan Crawford : Gimmie the soap. You see, Carol Ann, you've got to stay on top of things every single minute! [doorbell rings] Joan Crawford : Carol Ann, will you get that? Carol Ann : Yes, Miss Crawford. Joan Crawford : Helga, I'm not mad at you, I'm mad at the dirt! Joan Crawford : You drove Al Steele to his grave, and now you're trying to stab me in the back? Forget it! I fought worse monsters than you for years in Hollywood. I know how to win the hard way! Joan Crawford : SCRUB, Christina! SCRUB! Joan Crawford : Look at this floor! Do you call that clean? Do you? Christina Crawford : Miss Jenkins said it was clean. Joan Crawford : Miss Jenkins said it was clean? Do YOU think it's clean? Do YOU think it's clean? Look at that, DO you? Christina Crawford : Yes, I do! Joan Crawford : You are a lousy substitute for someone who really cares! Joan Crawford : Times are tough; still I treat you to a lovely evening, and I get smart-alek BACKTALK! Gregg Savitt : Why are you screaming? Joan Crawford : Because I'm DAMN MAD! [Christina has a bloody piece of steak on her lunch plate] Joan Crawford : Christina, you haven't touched your lunch. Christina Crawford : It's raw. Joan Crawford : It's rare, not raw. Christina Crawford : But it's got all this red juice when you push on it. Joan Crawford : Then don't push on it. Darling, rare meat is good for you. The doctor said so. Christina, meat loses its vitamins if it's overcooked. Christina Crawford : But I've had my vitamins this morning. Pills. Joan Crawford : [to Carol-Ann] She negotiates everything like a goddamn Hollywood agent! Christina, eat your lunch! You are not getting up from this table until you have finished that meat! [Joan is drunk and stumbling over her lines in a live-television soap opera] Joan Crawford : Bill... could you... could you CALL... Bill (Actor In Soap) : You want me to call Cindy for you? Joan Crawford : Yes! You know, she, uh... she wants to... Bill (Actor In Soap) : I know that she wants to have an affair with Robert. But, are you sure his divorce is final? Joan Crawford : If his DIVORCE is final? [at a press conference on her wedding day] Joan Crawford : You know, a few minutes ago a reporter asked me what I thought and how I would describe the marriage between the soft drink King and the Queen of Hollywood. I told him I thought it was a hell of a match! Alfred Steele : That's my Pally. Joan Crawford : Oh, "Pally"! That's what he calls ya when he can't remember your name. Alfred Steele : Don't let her kid you, I remember her name. It's Mrs. Alfred Steele. Right, Pally? Joan Crawford : Right! Joan Crawford : [hacking off Christina's hair with scissors] YOU BE QUIET! Joan Crawford : [Joan is pouring booze from her flask] Hey, you know where I got this from? Christina : Uh uh. Joan Crawford : BATISTA himself! Christina : Yeah? Joan Crawford : When I opened a plant outside Havana. Christina : That's all they gave you? Joan Crawford : That's it. Cheap bastards! Christina : How are you, Miss Bennett? Barbara Bennett : Gad, call me Barbara! They're teaching you some fancy manners at Chadwick. Joan Crawford : That's not ALL they've been teaching her. Joan Crawford : Why do you deliberately defy me? Christina : Why did you tell her I got expelled? Joan Crawford : Because you DID get expelled! Christina : That... is a LIE. Joan Crawford : [Smacking Christina hard across the face twice] You love it, don't you? YOU LOVE TO MAKE ME HIT YOU! Barbara Bennett : Joan! Joan Crawford : Barbara, PLEASE! PLEASE, Barbara! Leave us alone, Barbara. If you need anything, ask Carol Ann! [laughs bitterly] Joan Crawford : This is wonderful. THIS IS WONDERFUL! YOU! You deliberately embarrassed me in front of a REPORTER! [clutches herself] Joan Crawford : A REPORTER! I told you how important this to me, I TOLD YOU! Joan Crawford : Greg! You're early! Greg Savitt : Only an hour and a half. Joan Crawford : Oh, take your shoes off! I just washed that floor! Greg Savitt : What about the socks? Joan Crawford : [dramatic pause] I can handle the socks. Movie Title: Eyes of Laura Mars (1978) as Laura: Lulu : Laura I don't like pink. Laura : Lulu it likes you. Movie Title: Network (1976) as Diana Christensen: Diana Christensen : Hi. I'm Diana Christensen, a racist lackey of the imperialist ruling circles. Laureen Hobbs : I'm Laureen Hobbs, a badass commie nigger. Diana Christensen : Sounds like the basis of a firm friendship. Diana Christensen : I'm interested in doing a weekly dramatic series based on the Ecumenical Liberation Army. The way I see the series is: Each week we open with an authentic act of political terrorism taken on the spot, in the actual moment. Then we go to the drama behind the opening film footage. That's your job, Ms. Hobbs. You've got to get the Ecumenicals to bring in that film footage for us. The network can't deal with them directly; they are, after all, wanted criminals. Diana Christensen : The time has come to re-evaluate our relationship, Max. Max Schumacher : So I see. Diana Christensen : I don't like the way this script of ours has turned out. It's turning into a seedy little drama. Max Schumacher : You're going to cancel the show? Diana Christensen : Right. Diana Christensen : By tomorrow, he'll have a 50 share, maybe even a 60. Howard Beale is processed instant God, and right now, it looks like he may just go over bigger than Mary Tyler Moore. Max Schumacher : You need me. You need me badly. Because I'm your last contact with human reality. I love you. And that painful, decaying love is the only thing between you and the shrieking nothingness you live the rest of the day. Diana Christensen : [hesitatingly] Then, don't leave me. Max Schumacher : It's too late, Diana. There's nothing left in you that I can live with. You're one of Howard's humanoids. If I stay with you, I'll be destroyed. Like Howard Beale was destroyed. Like Laureen Hobbs was destroyed. Like everything you and the institution of television touch is destroyed. You're television incarnate, Diana: Indifferent to suffering; insensitive to joy. All of life is reduced to the common rubble of banality. War, murder, death are all the same to you as bottles of beer. And the daily business of life is a corrupt comedy. You even shatter the sensations of time and space into split seconds and instant replays. You're madness, Diana. Virulent madness. And everything you touch dies with you. But not me. Not as long as I can feel pleasure, and pain... and love. [Kisses her] Max Schumacher : And it's a happy ending: Wayward husband comes to his senses, returns to his wife, with whom he has established a long and sustaining love. Heartless young woman left alone in her arctic desolation. Music up with a swell; final commercial. And here are a few scenes from next week's show. [Picks up his suitcases and leaves] Max Schumacher : I'm the man that you presumably love. I'm a part of your life. I live here. I'm real. You can't switch to another station. Diana Christensen : Well, what exactly is it you want me to do? Max Schumacher : I just want you to love me. I just want you to love me, primal doubts and all. You understand that, don't you? Diana Christensen : [weakly] I don't know how to do that. Diana Christensen : Look, I sent you all a concept analysis report yesterday. Did any of you read it? [Aides stare blankly at her] Diana Christensen : Well, in a nutshell, it said: "The American people are turning sullen. They've been clobbered on all sides by Vietnam, Watergate, the inflation, the depression; they've turned off, shot up, and they've fucked themselves limp, and nothing helps." So, this concept analysis report concludes, "The American people want somebody to articulate their rage for them." I've been telling you people since I took this job six months ago that I want angry shows. I don't want conventional programming on this network. I want counterculture, I want anti-establishment. I don't want to play butch boss with you people, but when I took over this department, it had the worst programming record in television history. This network hasn't one show in the top twenty. This network is an industry joke, and we'd better start putting together one winner for next September. I want a show developed based on the activities of a terrorist group, "Joseph Stalin and His Merry Band of Bolsheviks," I want ideas from you people. This is what you're paid for. And by the way, the next time I send an audience research report around, you'd all better read it, or I'll sack the fucking lot of you. Is that clear? Diana Christensen : [flipping through the newspaper] You know, Barbara, the Arabs have decided to jack up the price of oil another 20%... uh, the CIA has been caught opening Senator Humphrey's mail... there's a civil war in Angola... another one in Beirut... the, uh, New York City's still facing default... they finally caught up with Patricia Hearst... and the whole front page of the "Daily News" is Howard Beale. Diana Christensen : Well Max, here we are: Middle-aged man reaffirming his middle-aged manhood, and a terrified young woman with a father complex. What sort of script do you think we can make out of this? [immediately after making love with Max] Diana Christensen : What's really bugging me now is my daytime programming. NBC's got a lock on daytime - lousy game shows - and I'd like to bust them. I'm thinking of doing a homosexual soap opera, "The Dykes": The heart-rending saga about a woman hopelessly in love with her husband's mistress. Diana Christensen : [begins passionately making out with Max] NBC's offering 2.2 and a half mill per [kiss] Diana Christensen : per package of five James Bond movies, and I think I'm going to steal them for 3.5 [kiss] Diana Christensen : for their third run. [deep kiss] Diana Christensen : I was married for four years, and pretended to be happy; and I had six years of analysis, and pretended to be sane. My husband ran off with his boyfriend, and I had an affair with my analyst, who told me I was the worst lay he'd ever had. Diana Christensen : I watched your 6 o'clock news today; it's straight tabloid. You had a minute and a half of that lady riding a bike naked in Central Park; on the other hand, you had less than a minute of hard national and international news. It was all sex, scandal, brutal crime, sports, children with incurable diseases, and lost puppies. So, I don't think I'll listen to any protestations of high standards of journalism when you're right down on the streets soliciting audiences like the rest of us. Look, all I'm saying is if you're going to hustle, at least do it right. Diana Christensen : I'm sorry for all those things I said to you last night. You're not the worst fuck I ever had. Believe me, I've had worse. You don't puff or snorkel and make death-like rattles. As a matter of fact, you're rather serene in the sack. Max Schumacher : Why is it that a woman always thinks that the most savage thing she can say to a man is to impugn his cocksmanship. Diana Christensen : I'm sorry I impugned your cocksmanship. Max Schumacher : I gave up comparing genitals back in the schoolyard. Frank Hackett : Well, the issue is: Shall we kill Howard Beale, or not? I'd like to get some more opinions on that. Diana Christensen : I don't see we have any options, Frank. Let's kill the son-of-a-bitch. Diana Christensen : [shouting] Son of a bitch. We've struck the motherlode. Diana Christensen : Look, we've got a bunch of hobgoblin radicals called the Ecumenical Liberation Army who go around taking home movies of themselves robbing banks. Now, maybe they'll take movies of themselves kidnapping heiresses, hijacking 747s, bombing bridges, assassinating ambassadors. We'd open each week's segment with their authentic footage, hire a couple of writers to write a story behind that footage, and we've got ourselves a series. Frank Hackett : Mr. Jensen is unhappy with Howard Beale and wants him discontinued. Diana Christensen : He may be unhappy, but he isn't stupid enough to withdraw the number one show on television out of pique. Frank Hackett : Two billion dollars is not pique! That's the Wrath of God! And the Wrath of God wants Howard Beale fired. Diana Christensen : We're kidding ourselves. Full-fledged messiahs don't come in bunches. Movie Title: Supergirl (1984) as Selena: Selena : I'm considering nothing less than... world domination! Selena : Such a pretty world. I can't wait until it's all mine. Selena : I need you like an Eskimo needs a lawnmower kiddo! Selena : The powers of darkness have finally come to their senses! I have been chosen! The world is at last, my OYSTER! Nigel : I have a secret... Selena : Good idea Nigel! Best write it down before you forget it! Nigel : When you left me there in the park I saw something that should greatly worry you. Mine was blue and red, and it knew how to fly. Selena : I have a secret too, Nigel. I have the POWER! Get that through your head. Nigel : I bet they're really in for it now! Selena : Count on it! Selena : Every time! Every time you send a man to do a women's job and that's what you get! Damn her eyes! Who is she? Bianca : Are you asking me? Selena : I'm TELLING you! Find out! Bianca : Well sure but, ya know, I think I gotta tell you I recognize the costume! Supergirl : You have no friends Selena. You treat everyone as if they were put on this earth to serve YOU! Selena : More or less I think they were...YOU included! Supergirl : You've had you fun Selena! The game IS finished! Selena : Hardly! One false step bluebird! and even if you don't, your friends will get the point! Supergirl : I wouldn't if I were you! Selena : Well your NOT me! Selena : Goodbye Nigel. Bianca : It was nice talking to you Nigel. Selena : No it wasn't!! Nigel : You girls are rank amateurs playing with fire. Selena : Because we own the matches. Nigel : I want to make a very serious proposal. Selena : In that outfit? Bianca : You okay? Selena : No. Bianca : You want a hacksaw or something? Selena : Nigel, you are wonderful! Pure genius! You deserve...me! And something else! [Selena turns him into a ragged man.] Selena : Now let's get out of this dump! Selena : Nigel, if I had your skin problems I would leave people alone, put a bag over my head, and go live under a bridge! [kicks Nigel] Ethan : Where's the lawn? Selena : It dropped dead! Bianca : I think you're blowing this thing way out of proportion if you ask me. All I'm saying is that you can't go nuts over a landscaper and a teenager in a blue suit! Selena : She flies! Can you get it through your thick skull and into your tiny little brain, Bianca, the girl can fly! Nigel : What's going on? Hey! What's going on? Selena : I've just outgrown you Nigel, these things happen! Nigel : You CAN'T treat me like this Selena! Without me you'd still be reading tea leaves at lake Taho! Supergirl : The omegahedron Selena! I want it! Selena : Well then Supergirl...you shall HAVE it! Selena : Don't call me your sweetness. I am Selena, and I am a bitter, bitter pill to swallow! |
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