Charles: "Oh, f**k. F**k! Scarlett: "F**k!" Charles: "F**k. F**k. Right, we take yours." Scarlett: "But It only goes 40 miles an hour." Charles: "What turn-off? Better not be the B359" Scarlett: "It's the B359." Charles: "F**k it!" Scarlett: "F**k." Charles: "F**k. F**k. F**k. F**k. F**kity F**k. Bugger."
Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family, Choose a f--king 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 leisure wear and matching luggage. Choose a three-piece suit on hire purchased in a range of f--king fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the f--k you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sittin' on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing f--king junk food into your mouth. Choose rottin' away at the end of it all, pissing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, f--ked-up brats that you've 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?"
"Hello. My name's Forrest. Forrest Gump. You want a chocolate? "I could eat about a million and a half of these. My momma always said life was like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're gonna get."
"No one would have believed, in the middle of the 20th century, that human affairs were being watched keenly and closely by intelligences greater than man's. Yet, across the gulf of space, on the planet Mars, intellects vast and cool and unsympathetic regarded our Earth with envious eyes, slowly and surely drawing their plans against us."
Way out west there was this fella I wanna tell ya about. Goes by the name of Jeff Lebowski. At least that was the handle his loving parents gave him, but he never had much use for it himself. See, this Lebowski, he called himself "The Dude".
Not a film, but the greatest opening lines to a novel are: "It was the best of times, it was the worst of times." Unfortunately the rest of the book is unutterable *****.
There was me… that is Alex and my three droogs. That is Pete, Georgie and Dim ( Dim being really dim ) We sat in the Korova Milk Bar trying to make up our razzoodocks what to do with the evening.
Who are you ? We are Three Wise Men. What? We are Three Wise Men. Well, what are you doing creeping round a cow shed at 3 o’clock in the morning ? That doesn’t sound very wise to me.
"My father's family name being Pirrip, and my Christian name, Phillip, my infant tongue could make of both names nothing longer or more explicit than 'Pip'. So I called myself Pip and came to be called Pip."
