Jim BelushiQuotes

Officer Reynolds: [to Louis] Strip, you little shit, before I tear your ass!

Corrupt Cop: [Takes some PCP out of a baggie and tastes it] That's PCP! Phenycyclidine. Angel dust! You ever seen what this stuff does to kids? You're looking at 3 to 5 mandatory... Louis!

Bunny: And she stepped on the ball.

Even Bigger Black Guy: It ain't cool being no jive turkey so close to Thanksgiving.

Harvey: Monkey? MONKEY! I'm a gorilla, you clown!

Beeks: Hey. Back off! I'll rip out your eyes and piss on your brain.

Doctor Rock: They kill people here, Boyle!

Richard Boyle: Do you believe everything you read in the papers?

Doctor Rock: Yeah I do!

Richard Boyle: Come on man, you're gonna love it here.

The Ghost: [''Sees Roy at metal detectors at Rhinehart Inc. entrance''; ''Getting [[w:Metal detector|wanded; [w:Frisking|frisked; [w:Random House|Random House] Roy. ] and ] Who're you expecting to bomb you, ]?

Roy Quigley: We're publishing Lang's memoirs. That's enough to make us a target, apparently.

The Ghost: [''Gets his effects back''; ''In elevator''] Thank you. How many have you seen?

Roy Quigley: Five. You're the last. I must be honest. I don't think you're the right man for this assignment.

The Ghost: Then it's a good job it's not your decision, Roy.

Roy Quigley: John Maddox, chief executive of Rhinehart, New York.

The Ghost: [''Shakes hand''] Sir.

Roy Quigley: Sidney Kroll, Mr. Lang's Washington attorney.

The Ghost: [''Shakes hand''] Mr. Kroll.

Roy Quigley: And Nick Ricardelli I believe you know.

The Ghost: [''Rick puts hand on The Ghost's back and guides him to couch''] All right, Rick.

John Maddox: All right, I gather from Rick you're aware of the situation? Perhaps you can enlighten us and tell us what exactly you're gonna bring to this project.

The Ghost: Nothing. No, I'm not gonna pretend to be someone I'm not. You have my CV.

Roy Quigley: His last effort was the autobiography of a magician, I Came, I Sawed, I Conquered.

Rick Ricardelli: Yeah, and it went straight to number one, so...

The Ghost: After you turned it down, Roy. Look, I don't read political memoirs. Who does? And I gather you've spent $10 million on this book. How much of that are you gonna see back? Two? Three? It's bad news for your shareholders. And it's worse news for your client, Mr. Kroll. Adam Lang, he wants a place in history, not in the remainder tables.

Roy Quigley: Oh, please!

The Ghost: It's because I know nothing about politics that I'll ask the questions that get right to the heart of who Adam Lang is. And that is what sells autobiographies. Heart.

Rick Ricardelli: Wow! That's nicely done.

Roy Quigley: What utter balls!

John Maddox: You think so?

Roy Quigley: John, of course. Adam Lang's a world historical figure. His autobiography is gonna be a world-publishing event.

John Maddox: Yeah, well, I got warehouses filled with world-publishing events waiting to be pulped.

Roy Quigley: Sid?

Sidney Kroll: Adam is obviously still very upset by what happened to Mike McAra. He was irreplaceable. Irreplaceable, and yet he has to be replaced. Adam can certainly appreciate the benefits of trying someone different. In the end, it's about chemistry. Do you work out, maybe?

The Ghost: Not really.

Sidney Kroll: That's a pity. Adam likes to work out.

Roy Quigley: [[w:The Guardian|the Guardian] Actually, I know a good writer on ] who uses a gym.

Rick Ricardelli: Okay, maybe we could just run over the publishing schedule, yeah?

John Maddox: We need to wrap this up in a month.

The Ghost: A month?

John Maddox: Yes.

The Ghost: You want the book in a month?

Sidney Kroll: We already have a first draft.

John Maddox: Yeah, well, it needs a lot of work. That's why I like your résumé here. You're fast, and you deliver.

Rick Ricardelli: You name it, he ghosts it.

John Maddox: [''Mimics English accent''; ''Rick chuckles''] And you're a Brit. The ghost should be a Brit. To get the jolly old tone right, right?

Sidney Kroll: Do you have any family commitments?

The Ghost: No, I have no family. Why?

Sidney Kroll: Adam is locked into a US lecture tour, also a fundraising program for the Adam Lang Foundation.

Rick Ricardelli: It's a month in the States. That's okay.

The Ghost: Couldn't I bring the manuscript back here to work on?

Sidney Kroll: I'm afraid not. It's in a secure environment in Marty Rhinehart's own house. Only a few people are allowed to handle it.

Roy Quigley: Sounds more like a bomb than a book. I will need to see it myself at some point. I am supposed to be editing it. Yeah, in theory.

John Maddox: Actually, we need to talk about that. How soon can you get over there?

The Ghost: As soon as you want.

Rick Ricardelli: He'll fly tonight.

The Ghost: Rick.

Rick Ricardelli: It's okay.

John Maddox: [''After silence with Sidney giving an informal eye flash''] Okay, you're in.

The Ghost: [''Gets up''] Oh!

John Maddox: [''Shakes The Ghost's hand and pats him on shoulder''] Congratulations.

The Ghost: Thank you. Thanks.

John Maddox: [''Off camera''] Rick.

The Ghost: [''To Sidney''] Thank you.

Sidney Kroll: [''Holds up bag''] Actually, I have something here you might want to look at.

The Ghost: Is that... Is that...

Sidney Kroll: No, no, no, this isn't Adam's book. No, it's another client of mine. Yeah, perhaps you can let me know what you think.

The Ghost: Sure.

Sidney Kroll: [''To dazed Roy''; ''Raises voice''; ''Roy comes to''] Okay, if you're gonna get that evening flight, we'd better talk contracts with Rick here. Wanna show our friend to the door? Would you?! Roy?!

Rick Ricardelli: Call you in an hour, buddy.

John Maddox: [''To The Ghost at door''; ''Pats chest saying in English accent''] Hey! Remember... Heart.

John Maddox: [''To The Ghost''; ''Pats chest saying in English accent''] Hey! Remember... Heart.

John Maddox: [''Mimics English accent''] And you're a Brit. The ghost should be a Brit. To get the jolly old tone right, right?