Colm MeaneyQuotes

Colm Meaney
Birthday
May 30th, 1953
From
Dublin, Ireland
Actor

The Englishman Who Went Up a Hill But Came Down a Mountain - Claiming a Mountain's Identity and Worth

Morgan the Goat: I don't want Ffynnon Garw to be on the map because we begged for it, because we, we-we pleaded. No. If Ffynnon Garw has to be a thousand feet, then I say let it be a thousand feet! Put 20 feet, that's all we need, a 20-foot tump and we have our mountain!
Jones the JP: I'm not sure how legal that is...
Rev. Robert Jones: Yes, or ethical...
Morgan the Goat: Legal? Ethical? Wh-- how legal was it to say that a thousand feet is a mountain and 984 isn't, uh? Uh? Do we call a short man a boy, or a small dog a cat? No! This is a mountain, our mountain, and if it needs to be a thousand feet, then by God let's make it a thousand feet!

The Englishman Who Went Up a Hill But Came Down a Mountain - A Humorous Exchange on Shame

Rev. Robert Jones: Have you no shame?
Morgan the Goat: [patting his sides as if searching] No... I can't think where I've left it!

The Commitments - Divine Inspiration in Unexpected Conversations

Jimmy Rabbitte, Sr.: [referring to Joey] What did Evel Knievel want?
Jimmy Rabbitte: God sent him.
Jimmy Rabbitte: God sent him.
Jimmy Rabbitte, Sr.: On a fucking Suzuki?

The Commitments - Debating Elvis's Soulful Identity

Jimmy Rabbitte: Elvis is not soul.
Jimmy Rabbitte, Sr.: [defensively] Elvis is God.
Jimmy Rabbitte: I never pictured God with a fat gut and corset singing "My Way" at Caesar's Palace.

The Commitments - Elvis and Cultural Identity in Music

Jimmy Rabbitte, Sr.: That's fuckin blasphemy. Elvis wasn't a Cajun.

The Commitments - A Band's Ambition Sparks Humor and Confidence

Jimmy Rabbitte, Sr.: Is this the band then? Betcha U2 are shittin themselves.

Layer Cake - Consequences of Choices and Responsibility

Gene: Listen, son. Let me explain something to you. Freddie's in intensive care with a bit of a brain haemorrhage. You were there at the scene. That's called joint venture. Now, if Freddie dies you're either in the dock with Morty or you're in the witness box putting him away. Think about that.
XXXX: (points to a whiskey bottle in Gene's hand) You know, I will have one of those.

Layer Cake - The Sentimental Value of a Gun

Morty: Why did you keep the gun?
Gene: I know it sounds silly now, but it was my favourite.
Morty: You better not let the other guns know you have a favourite.

Layer Cake - Consequences of Gangster Life

Gene: [to XXXX] This what being a gangster gets you. You're not in there cause I like you.
Morty: I'm beginning to feel left out.
Gene: Why? I seem to recall a friend of yours in intensive care after your little... reunion.

Layer Cake - The Dark Side of the Business

Jimmy Price: You know why people like you can't leave this business? Because you make too much money for people like me.
Cody: Black! You can't have black. Black's the color for a hearse or a taxi.
Shanks: Now, his party piece, right... is lopping people's heads off, then fetching em back to his boss.
Gene: If you have to kill a person, never ever tell a living soul.
Dragan: Don't piss in my pocket and tell me it's raining.
Duke: Oh, you give a fuckin aspirin a headache, pal!
Tammy: I was just rubbing the phone against my fanny. Oooh it's fresh this morning. And look at my nipples, standing up like little soldiers. What's a poor girl to do?
Crazy Larry: Fucking females is for poofs!