Posted on 09/21/2011 10:24:43 AM PDT by no gnu taxes
Nice one.
To continue the Joe Pesci theme:
Tommy to Henry: “How am I a clown” rant.
Classic.
Mr. Pink (Steve Buscemi)Reservoir Dogs - Why I Don’t Tip
PRICELESS!!
(NSFW - Adult language warning!!)
Henry Hill: You’re a pistol, you’re really funny. You’re really funny.
Tommy DeVito: What do you mean I’m funny?
Henry Hill: It’s funny, you know. It’s a good story, it’s funny, you’re a funny guy.
[laughs]
Tommy DeVito: What do you mean, you mean the way I talk? What?
Henry Hill: It’s just, you know. You’re just funny, it’s... funny, the way you tell the story and everything.
Tommy DeVito: [it becomes quiet] Funny how? What’s funny about it?
Anthony Stabile: Tommy no, You got it all wrong.
Tommy DeVito: Oh, oh, Anthony. He’s a big boy, he knows what he said. What did ya say? Funny how?
Henry Hill: Jus...
Tommy DeVito: What?
Henry Hill: Just... ya know... you’re funny.
Tommy DeVito: You mean, let me understand this cause, ya know maybe it’s me, I’m a little f***d up maybe, but I’m funny how, I mean funny like I’m a clown, I amuse you? I make you laugh, I’m here to fuckin’ amuse you? What do you mean funny, funny how? How am I funny?
Henry Hill: Just... you know, how you tell the story, what?
Tommy DeVito: No, no, I don’t know, you said it. How do I know? You said I’m funny. How the f**k am I funny, what the f**k is so funny about me? Tell me, tell me what’s funny!
Henry Hill: [long pause] Get the f**k out of here, Tommy!
Tommy DeVito: [everyone laughs] Ya motherf**ker! I almost had him, I almost had him. Ya stuttering prick ya. Frankie, was he shaking? I wonder about you sometimes, Henry. You may fold under questioning.
Pulp Fiction alone has a plethora of them.
“Don’t Jimmy me Jules...”
“I’m the Guns of the Navarone, you get on brain detail...”
Etc etc..
“Ray, when someone asks if you’re a god, you say ‘YES!!’-Ghostbusters
Dr. Peter Venkman: This city is headed for a disaster of biblical proportions.
Mayor: What do you mean, “biblical”?
Dr Ray Stantz: What he means is Old Testament, Mr. Mayor, real wrath of God type stuff.
Dr. Peter Venkman: Exactly.
Dr Ray Stantz: Fire and brimstone coming down from the skies! Rivers and seas boiling!
Dr. Egon Spengler: Forty years of darkness! Earthquakes, volcanoes...
Winston Zeddemore: The dead rising from the grave!
Dr. Peter Venkman: Human sacrifice, dogs and cats living together... mass hysteria!
Mayor: All right, all right! I get the point!
-Ghostbusters
“I wash born here, an I wash raished here, and dad gum it, I am gonna die here, an no sidewindin’ bushwackin’, hornswagglin’ cracker croaker is gonna rouin me bishen cutter. “
To further continue the Joe Pesci theme...
Joe and Marissa Tomei in My Cousin Vinny.
Vinny Gambini: What’s the matter with you?
Lisa: I don’t know.
Vinny Gambini: You’re acting like you’re nervous or something.
Lisa: Well, yeah. I am.
Vinny Gambini: What are you nervous about? I’m the one that’s under the gun here. Trial starts tomorrow.
Lisa: You wanna know what I’m nervous about? I’ll tell you what I’m nervous about! I am in the dark here with all this legal crap. I have no idea what’s going on. All I know is that you’re screwing up and I can’t help.
Vinny Gambini: You left me a little camera, didn’t you?
Lisa: Oh, Vinny! I’m watching you go down in flames, and you’re bringing me with you and I can’t do anything about it!
Vinny Gambini: And?
Lisa: Well I hate to bring it up because I know you’ve got enough pressure on you already. But, we agreed to get married as soon as you won your first case. Meanwhile, TEN YEARS LATER, my niece, the daughter of my sister is getting married. My biological clock is
[taps her foot]
Lisa: TICKING LIKE THIS and the way this case is going, I ain’t never getting married.
Vinny Gambini: Lisa, I don’t need this. I swear to God, I do not need this right now, okay? I’ve got a judge that’s just aching to throw me in jail. An idiot who wants to fight me for two hundred dollars. Slaughtered pigs. Giant loud whistles. I ain’t slept in five days. I got no money, a dress code problem, AND a little murder case which, in the balance, holds the lives of two innocent kids. Not to mention your
[taps his foot]
Vinny Gambini: BIOLOGICAL CLOCK - my career, your life, our marriage, and let me see, what else can we pile on? Is there any more SHIT we can pile on to the top of the outcome of this case? Is it possible?
Lisa: [pause] Maybe it was a bad time to bring it up.
Than you- I was searching for the text of that. PERFECT,can’t-take-anymore,fed up rant!
Thank you- I was searching for the text of that. PERFECT,can’t-take-anymore,fed up rant!
The hands down all time great....
Pacino GlenGarry Glen Ross
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ac6cOJb2FvI&feature=related
——flowery language warning-—
Hey. If any of you are looking for any last-minute gift ideas for me, I have one. I’d like Frank Shirley, my boss, right here tonight. I want him brought from his happy holiday slumber over there on Melody Lane with all the other rich people and I want him brought right here, with a big ribbon on his head, and I want to look him straight in the eye and I want to tell him what a cheap, lying, no-good, rotten, fore-fleshing, low-life, snake-licking, dirt-eating, inbred, overstuffed, ignorant, blood-sucking, dog-kissing, brainless, dickless, hopeless, heartless, fat-ass, bug-eyed, stiff-legged, spotty-lipped, worm-headed sack of monkey shit he is. Hallelujah. Holy shit. Where’s the Tylenol?
Lots of good ones in that film.
Pacino takes the brass ring..
see post 53
The entire six minutes or so of that airport scene is screamingly funny all the way ...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y7koduZSD9A
Not a very long rant, but direct and to the point...
Jeff Spicoli...
“You D**k!”
And then there’s Bluto’s rant from Animal House:
“Over? Did you say “over”? Nothing is over until we decide it is! Was it over when the Germans bombed Pearl Harbor? Hell no! And it ain’t over now. ‘Cause when the goin’ gets tough... [thinks hard] the tough get goin’! Who’s with me? Let’s go! What the **** happened to the Delta I used to know? Where’s the spirit? Where’s the guts, huh? ‘Ooh, we’re afraid to go with you Bluto, we might get in trouble.’ Well just kiss my ass from now on! Not me! I’m not gonna take this. Wormer, he’s a dead man! Marmalard, dead! Niedermeyer...”
Bump for later when I can sit and enjoy it.
Clark Griswold.
I think you’re all ****ed in the head. We’re ten hours from the ****ing fun park and you want to bail out. Well I’ll tell you something. This is no longer a vacation. It’s a quest. It’s a quest for fun. I’m gonna have fun and you’re gonna have fun. We’re all gonna have so much ****ing fun we’ll need plastic surgeory to remove our godamn smiles. You’ll be whistling ‘Zip-A-Dee Doo-Dah’ out of you’re *******s! I gotta be crazy! I’m on a pilgrimage to see a moose. Praise Marty Moose! Holy ****!
Rusty: Do you need a Tylenol, Dad?
or
Hey! If any of you are looking for any last-minute gift ideas for me, I have one. I’d like Frank Shirley, my boss, right here tonight. I want him brought from his happy holiday slumber over there on Melody Lane with all the other rich people and I want him brought right here, with a big ribbon on his head, and I want to look him straight in the eye and I want to tell him what a cheap, lying, no-good, rotten, four-flushing, low-life, snake-licking, dirt-eating, inbred, overstuffed, ignorant, blood-sucking, dog-kissing, brainless, dickless, hopeless, heartless, fat-ass, bug-eyed, stiff-legged, spotty-lipped, worm-headed sack of monkey **** he is! Hallelujah! Holy ****! Where’s the Tylenol?
Two of the all-time VERY best!
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