Gary BuseyQuotes

Jesse: What do you want to do, Buddy?

Buddy Holly: Do you like that? Wait til you hear this one. Let's do Ollie Vee.

Ray Bob Simmons: I don't think we'd better, Buddy.

Jesse: It's for the boppers...

Buddy Holly: Hey, Ollie Vee.

Ray Bob Simmons: Buddy, I don't think we'd better!

Buddy Holly: [turns to the crowd] A. We'd like to do this one for the boppers. For those of you who BOP!

Buddy Holly: Boo!

Maria Elena Holly: Oh, you scared me half to death!

Buddy Holly: Where're ya goin?

Maria Elena Holly: I'm working

Buddy Holly: Have you been getting anything special in the mail lately?

Maria Elena Holly: Yes, and I don't mean to be rude, Buddy, but I just don't want to encourage you.

Buddy Holly: Why not?

Maria Elena Holly: There's no point going into it, just take my word. I think you're very sweet and thank you for the roses but now you're about to ask me out and I...

Buddy Holly: Wait, just wait a minute, just wait a minute, let me explain one thing to you. I have never, ever chased after a girl before in my life and it feels funny to me. Now if you're not gonna go out with me I wanna know why. You do like me don't you?

Maria Elena Holly: Yeah, I'm fond of you.

Buddy Holly: Well then, what's the hold up?

Maria Elena Holly: My aunt.

Buddy Holly: Your aunt? Mrs Santiago in the publishing department? She doesn't even know me!

Maria Elena Holly: It doesn't matter. You are a musician. And under no circumstances am I allowed to go out with a musician. I'm sorry.

Buddy Holly: Well let me go talk to her.

Maria Elena Holly: It won't do any good. That's not her only objection and you know it.

Buddy Holly: Well, what is the other objection?

Maria Elena Holly: I'm Puerto Rican. And you're, you're not.

Buddy Holly: So I'll change my name to Chihuahua

Maria Elena Holly: My aunt is very conscious of these things.

Buddy Holly: Are you kidding me with this stuff about your aunt? You're not kidding? Maria I just went through this, with people who said a white act couldn't play with a coloured tour, we got along fine, we're still get along. I don't even know where Puerto Rico is. I've gotta go back there, we'll finish this later, ok?

Buddy Holly: [turns to Ray Bob] Hey, Riley, we're all plugged in and checked up... yeah, we're ready. Riley wants to hear you at the mike - that's the one right there; say somethin into that mike.

Ray Bob Simmons: One, two, three, testing... one...

Buddy Holly: [turns to Riley] How's that sound?

Riley Randolph: All right, that's a good level, Buddy, hold it right there... Yeah, you better get ready, it's about thirty seconds till eight.

Buddy Holly: [after playing a song for a crowd] Whoo! Gave my heartbeat a little skip, y'all.

Buddy Holly: [singing] Well, that'll be the day!

Buddy Holly: [at the roller rink] I'd like to welcome you all to the Buddy Holly Hayride tonight. We'd like to kick things off with a little tune by Les Paul and Mary Ford.

Leroy "The Masochist" Smith: Mexico! Surfboards! Guns!

Leroy "The Masochist" Smith: He ain't no hodad Squidlips!

Leroy "The Masochist" Smith: Why don't you get back to Burbank!

Uncle Red: Holy jumped-up baldheaded Jesus palomino!

Jane Coslaw: Uncle Red...

Uncle Red: From him I'd expect it. Sometimes I think your common sense got paralyzed along with your legs. But from you, Jane - you're Miss Polly Practical!

Jane Coslaw: You don't understand.

Uncle Red: I understand that my niece and my nephew are sending little love notes to the local minister suggesting he gargle with broken glass or eat a rat-poison omelette!

Uncle Red: I mean, uh, what the heck you gonna shoot a .44 bullet at anyway... made out of silver?

Marty Coslaw: How about a werewolf?

Uncle Red: You wanna know what I think?

Marty Coslaw: No, we just called you out here to admire your pretty little face.

Uncle Red: You better watch your mouth, right now. You're on thin ice with me, son.

Uncle Red: Where's your Mom?

Marty Coslaw: She and Dad are out back lighting the barbecue, yeah, and Jane's walking around in all these new clothes showing off her tits, acting like no one ever had tits before her.

Uncle Red: [after Jane and Marty tell him about the werewolf] I'm a little too old to be playing "Hardy Boys meet Reverend Werewolf"!

Martin Riggs: How about it, Jack? Would you like a shot at the title?

Mr. Joshua: Don't mind if I do.

Martin Riggs: [''real tough''] I want your title.

Mr. Joshua: [''smirks''] Okay.

Mr. Joshua: [''Endo does''] Hit him again.

Mr. Joshua: [''Endo hits him again for longer''] Hit him again.

Mr. Joshua: Come on! Tell me about the shipment!

Martin Riggs: [''yells and spouts gibberish, then spits at Endo, lunges at Joshua''] I swear I'm gonna fucking kill the both of you!

Mr. Joshua: Yeah, yeah, very funny. Now what about the shipment?

Mr. Joshua: [Responding to Scrooge on "A Christmas Carol" on TV] Goddamn Christmas!

Mr. Joshua: [''stealing a man's car''] Mind if I test-drive your Audi?

Mr. Joshua: Endo here has forgotten more about dispensing pain than you and I will ever know.

Commander Krill: [after Ryback punches him in the face] Now I know why you're a cook. Because you hit like a faggot.

Commander Krill: (dressed as a woman) I'm your date tonight, Captain.

Commander Krill: Then you don't know about Ryback? He is an extreme psychopath. He hates officers. He hates America. This is the captain's birthday. I don't want him ruining it. No one speaks to him or lets him out. If he tries to escape, shoot him right here. I'm counting on you.

Commander Krill: [spitting at Ryback's soup] Add a little flavor.

Peter Keyes: It's taken us over two weeks to learn his patterns. He comes here every two days to feed. Seems he has a taste for beef.

Lieutenant Mike Harrigan: I didn't think he was a vegetarian.

Peter Keyes: Well, we've prepared a little trap for this predator.

Peter Keyes: Goddamn, Harrigan! Don't you show up in the damnedest places? Come here, Lieutenant. I got something you might find interesting

Lieutenant Mike Harrigan: What is this?

Keyes: [points to ghostly image on pheromone sensor display; to tech; [Predator (film)|Special Forces crew in central America] How many times do I have to tell you? You don't know what you're dealing with! There's your killer. Wonderful, isn't it? Pheromone signature left by his body. These are scent molecules. Punch up three. Ten years ago, one of his kind stalked and eliminated an elite ]. There were two survivors. They indicated that when trapped, the creature activated a self-destruct device that destroyed enough rain forest to cover 300 city blocks. Remarkable weaponry. That's right, Lieutenant. Other-world life-forms.

Harrigan: Huh?

Keyes: A fucking alien. Iwo Jima, Cambodia, Beirut. Drawn by heat and conflict. He's on safari. Lions. The tigers. The bears. Oh, my!

Harrigan: Trophies. That's the game, isn't it, Keyes?

Keyes: You're the lion. This is his jungle.

Lieutenant Mike Harrigan: [grabbing Keyes and violently pinning him against the wall] Listen, shithead. I don't give a fuck who you really are or what you want with this asshole... because now it's personal, and he's a dead man.

Peter Keyes: The concept of what you're dealing with is way over your head. I'm warning you...

Harrigan: [shoves Keyes back against the wall] You! You don't know what you're dealing with... and I'm warning you: stay the fuck out of my way!