Kurt RussellQuotes

Stephen McCaffrey: [angrily] I had that fire. He just didn't listen to me.

Brian: He's a candidate; Your responsibility! You shouldn't have had him up there in the first place! You burned him, Stephen!

Snake Plissken: [facing four gunmen at once; picks up a tin can; throws can up, draws, kills all four before it lands] I'm gonna give you assholes a chance. What do you say we play a little Bangkok rules? Nobody draws until this hits the ground. You ready? Draw.

Snake Plissken: Call me Snake.

Benjamin Harvey: [being chased by pirates] All right! They're pirates of the Caribbean, just like you said Captain Ron.

Captain Ron: Yeah, squirt. Pirates are easy to deal with. It's the Cuban cops that you gotta worry about. Grand theft auto is a major biggie here in Cuba.

Martin Harvey: Grand theft auto? You stole this car?

Captain Ron: Nah, I didn't steal it, boss. I borrowed it. Sort of...

Martin Harvey: [Walks down to the Ship's Cabin] What's this?

Caroline Harvey: Monopoly.

Martin Harvey: [Holding a handgun] No, this.

Benjamin Harvey: Two .45's and a Mac-10.

Caroline Harvey: It's this total macho trip, Dad, just ignore it.

Martin Harvey: Where'd they come from?

Benjamin Harvey: Captain Ron traded the Guerrillas for em.

Captain Ron: Yeah, I thought we'd ought to have them, Boss. Cause, you know, we're gettin into pirate waters, here, pretty quick.

Martin Harvey: What pirates?

Captain Ron: Pirates, of the Caribbean.

Martin Harvey: Been to Disney World one too many times, have we, Captain Ron?

Benjamin Harvey: It's true, Dad! They come up on you in high speed boats!

Captain Ron: You know, I don't believe I've been to Disney World...I've been to DollyWood.

Captain Ron: [playing Monopoly for money] Three houses, 375! That's 37 cents.

Benjamin Harvey: Well that's... half the money I have left.

Captain Ron: Yeah, shit happens. Cough it up.

Captain Ron: [in a heavy storm] The boss is right. We should be okay. Cause I know we're near land.

Martin Harvey: Great, Cap. Great. Ya hear that? We're almost there. Explain to the kids how you know that, Captain Ron. Someone translate for General Armando.

Captain Ron: Alright, now stay with me: When we left, we had just enough fuel to make it to San Juan. And now... we are out of fuel!

Captain Ron: [to Ben] Hey swab. C'mere. Listen up. Now, the way it works shipboard is, you do your job. You do it good, you get a better job. Maybe you get promoted from swab to mate.

Captain Ron: Alright. Get on it.

Captain Ron: [to Martin] Sort've an incentive kind of a deal, huh?

Martin Harvey: Ah. Good.

Captain Ron: Yeah, incentives are important. I learned that in rehab.

Captain Ron: [telling how he lost his eye] Yeah, it happened when I went down off the coast of Australia.

Katherine Harvey: Your boat sank?

Captain Ron: No, no, no, no. Not my boat. My boss's boat. Yeah, we hit this reef. Huge son-of-a-bitch. Ran the whole coast.

Katherine Harvey: Wait. The Great Barrier Reef?

Captain Ron: You've heard of it, huh? Smart lady.

Benjamin Harvey: Man. What happened to your eye?

Martin Harvey: Ben.

Katherine Harvey: Sweetie, that's rude.

Captain Ron: No, that's alright. Shark attack, swab.

Benjamin Harvey: A shark ate your eye?

Martin Harvey: Slow down! There's boats all over the place!

Captain Ron: Don't worry. They'll get out of the way. I learned that driving the Saratoga.

Captain Ron: Hey! Get your hands off that.

Benjamin Harvey: I was just moving it, I wasn't going to drink it.

Captain Ron: You're darn right you weren't, if you want a beer you get your own beer.

Martin Harvey: [stressing to his family that they need to learn all the things about seamanship that Capt. Ron is trying to drill into them] You gotta learn the basics.

Captain Ron: And, you gotta be prepared.

Martin Harvey: That's right...

Captain Ron: I'm not talkin Boy Scout prepared, I mean big-time prepared.

Martin Harvey: [downplaying it] Well, prepared for any kind of normal accident...

Captain Ron: This is the Caribbean, guys. "El Caribe." The Spanish Main. The land of hoo-doo and voodoo and all kinda weird shit.

Benjamin Harvey: Whoa!

Caroline Harvey: Captain Ron, I was wondering. Are we going to be going to any more "human" type places?

Captain Ron: Well, you heard of St. Croix?

Caroline Harvey: Yeah.

Captain Ron: We're going to the island just to the left of it.

Caroline Harvey: What's it called?

Captain Ron: Ted's.

Martin Harvey: We don't know how to drive a boat.

Captain Ron: The best way to find out Kitty is to get her out on the ocean. If anything is going to happen, it's going to happen out there.

Katherine Harvey: But we don't even have supplies.

Captain Ron: A diesel loves her oil same as a sailor loves rum.

Captain Ron: Hey! Uh, leg feels a lot better now, boss. I always been a fast healer, you know. Course I believe in Jesus, so that helps.

Captain Ron: [after losing his glass eye] It never did fit anyway. Guess you gotta get em custom made.

Captain Ron: [beat; to himself] Alright, that's more like it, now you're talking! You can do it, mates! I've never seen such sailors. Not in all my born days, I ain't. Naturals! My God, everyone of you, naturals... We're gonna fucking die!

Lucky Larry: You know, I forgot. Big hero. Rescued all those women and children from the fires. Got elected. Man of the people. But you're not the boss anymore. Hm? You quit. Couldn't hack it. If I recall correctly, you couldn't even hang onto your wife. Come on. Come on.

Jennifer Ramsey: Dad. Calm down. Let it go. Okay. Please?

Lucky Larry: [mocking] Daddy, please". Come on.

Robert Ramsey: Hey, man. Hey, you got it. Knock yourself out.

Dylan Johns: It's okay. Go ahead.

Lucky Larry: [pointing to Robert and Dylan] Assholes, both of you.

Captain Bradford: You may not leave this ballroom.

Robert Ramsey: Excuse me?

Captain Bradford: I am within my authority to compel you to stay, you know that.

Robert Ramsey: [Bradford nods] Captain, I understand- you have no choice. You have sick and injured people here, you need to stay with them. But I am going to find my daughter, and don't think for one second that you're going to stop me.

Robert Ramsey: Now I know we're on this ship, but technically you two are still under my roof and it makes me uncomfortable... you two... alone.

Jennifer Ramsey: Dad, do you have any idea how big this ship is? Don't you think if we really wanted to we could find somewhere away from you to do that thing you're so afraid of us doing?

Jennifer Ramsey: [walks to poker table with Christian] We're going downstairs now.

Robert Ramsey: Ok, have fun... Hey Jen...

Jennifer Ramsey: [looks down at her cleavage] The twins? Dad...

Robert Ramsey: Just one more button.

Jennifer Ramsey: [closes a button of her shirt] Pair of 5's, huh dad?

Dylan Johns: All in.

Robert Ramsey: [frowns] I fold.

Robert Ramsey: [to Dylan] You know, there's nothing fair about who lives and dies. You gave Elena a chance. You gave everybody a chance.

Michael Zane: I've got good news and bad news.

Jesse Waingrow: What's the good news?

Michael Zane: Your mom's in the trunk.

Jesse Waingrow: What's the bad news?

Michael Zane: She's still alive.

Michael Zane: Finish your fries.

Jesse Waingrow: You can't tell me what to do. You're not my dad.

Michael Zane: Didn't anybody ever tell you about starving kids in Africa?

Jesse Waingrow: Why? Are you gonna send them my fries?

Michael Zane: It's time to go to work, baby.

Michael Zane: Guys like me die caught. Guys like you die bloody.

Pam: Hey, I, I get it. It's just a joke. I know all about jokes but if you can just let me out now, I promise I won't tell anybody because I know it's a joke. Please just-

Stuntman Mike: [''slams on the brakes and sends Pam face first into the dashboard, killing her''] Hey Pam, remember how I said this car is death proof? Well that wasn't a lie, this car is a hundred percent death proof. But in order to get the full benefit of it honey, you really need to be sitting in my seat.

Stuntman Mike: Alright Pam, which way are you heading?

Pam: Right.

Stuntman Mike: That's too bad...

Pam: Why?

Stuntman Mike: Well there was a fifty-fifty chance on which direction you'd take. You see we're both going left, you could've just as easily been going the same and if that happened it might have been awhile before you started to get scared. But seein as you're going right, I'm afraid you're gonna have to get scared...immediately.

Pam: [''to Julia and Abernathy''] Listen, double fucks, he's just giving me a ride. I'm not gonna fuck him!

Stuntman Mike: I can hear you.

Pam: [''walks further away from him; lowers her voice''] He's old enough to be my dad!

Stuntman Mike: I can still hear you!

Pam: How did you get into the stuntman industry?

Stuntman Mike: I'd assume the way everyone else gets into it.

Pam: How is that?

Stuntman Mike: My brother got me into it.

Pam: And who's your brother?

Stuntman Mike: Stuntman Bob.

Pam: So what's your name, Icy?

Stuntman Mike: Stuntman Mike.

Pam: Stuntman Mike's your name?

Stuntman Mike: You ask anybody.

Pam: Hey, Warren. Who is this guy?

Warren: Stuntman Mike.

Pam: And who the hell is Stuntman Mike?

Warren: He's a stuntman.

Stuntman Mike: [''Arlene nods''] Do I frighten you? Is it my scar?

Arlene: It's your car.

Stuntman Mike: [''laughs''] Hey! Ladies! That was fun. Well... Adios!

Stuntman Mike: The woods are lovely, dark and deep, and I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep. Do you hear me, Butterfly? Miles to go before you sleep.

Stuntman Mike: [''after Arlene turns him down for a lapdance''; ''in a [[John Wayne] Well, that's alright. You're still a nice girl, and I still like you. But you know how people say ] drawl] "you're okay in my book" or "in my book that's no good"? Well, I actually have a book. And everybody I ever met goes in this book, and now I've met you, and you're going in the book too. Unfortunately, I'm going to have to file you under chicken...shit.

Stuntman Mike: Get ready to fly, bitch!

Stuntman Mike: Well, ain't you so sweet that you make sugar taste just like salt!

Herb Brooks: I got a telegram from a lady in Texas today, and you know what it said?

Patti Brooks: What?

Herb: Beat those Commie bastards." We're playing a hockey game against the greatest team in the world, and they're the best that's ever played this game. Why can't we just leave it at that?

Patti: Because this is more than a hockey game to a lot of people.

Herb: Yeah and I keep running through them all. Johnson on Mikhailov. Broten on Petrov. Pav against whoever-Ov. We just ... We don't match up, Patti.

Patti: You might want to skip that when you talk to the boys tomorrow. Herb, there's no disgrace in losing to this team.

Herb: Yeah, I know.

Patti: The important thing is, you got this far.

Herb: [leans over and kisses Patti on the cheek, while she rests her head on his shoulder] The important thing? The important thing is that those twenty boys know in twenty years, they didn't leave anything on the table. They played their hearts out. That's the important thing.

Herb Brooks: [silence] Boom he can hit him. Boom. Boom. Boom. We're opening up options. We've got four options off of one play. Allright. Any questions? Good, let's go.

Buzz Schneider: What the hell is he talking about?

Rob McClanahan: No clue!

Herb Brooks: Well, how bout it boys? Look like hockey to you? Looks more like a couple monkeys trying to hump a football to me, I don't know. What do you think Craig?

Craig Patrick: Yeah.

Brooks: [looks at McClanahan] You wanna settle old scores, you're on the wrong team. We move forward starting right now. We start becoming a team RIGHT NOW! Skating. Passing. Flow. Creativity. That is what this team is all about, gentlemen, not old rivalries. So, why don't we start with some introductions. You know, get to know each other a little bit. Where you from. Who you are. Go ahead.

Rob McClanahan: [rolls his eyes] Rob McClanahan. St. Paul, Minnesota.

Brooks: Who do you play for?

McClanahan: I play for you, here at the U.

Brooks: [looks at OC] Jack?

Jack O'Callahan: Jack O'Callahan. Charlestown, Massachusetts. Boston University.

Brooks: [looks at Ralph Cox] Over here.

Ralph Cox: I'm Ralph Cox. I'm from wherever's not gonna get me hit!

Brooks: Very good. Everybody on the line, let's go!

Herb Brooks: Take a look at this.

Craig Patrick: What's this?

Brooks: [pause] Twenty-six names. The tough part will be getting it down to 20 before the opening ceremonies.

Patrick: This is the final roster? You're kidding me, right? This is our first day, Herb. We've got a week of this. What about the advisory staff? Aren't they supposed to have a say in this?

Brooks: Technically, I guess. I don't know.

Patrick: You're missing some of the best players.

Brooks: I'm not looking for the best players, Craig. I'm looking for the right ones.

Patrick: [[w:Steve Janaszak|Janaszak] You have Jim Craig to back up ]?

Brooks: Other way around.

Patrick: Other way around? I'm sorry didn't Janaszak just win you a national championship?

Brooks: Janny is a solid goal tender, but we're not playing for the national championship here, Craig.

Patrick: You know people I speak to say that Craig's game has been off since his mom died.

Brooks: They ever see him when his game's on?

Herb Brooks: [Epilogue voiceover; [w:Dream Team|"Dream Teams"] Two days later, the miracle was made complete. My boys defeated Finland to win the gold medal, coming from behind once again. As I watched them out there, celebrating on the ice, I realized that Patti had been right. It was a lot more than a hockey game, not only for those who watched it, but for those who played in it. I've often been asked in the years since Lake Placid what was the best moment for me. Well, it was here - the sight of 20 young men of such differing backgrounds now standing as one. Young men willing to sacrifice so much of themselves, all for an unknown. A few years later, the U.S. began using professional athletes at the Games - ]. I always found that term ironic because now that we have Dream Teams, we seldom ever get to dream. But on one weekend, as America and the world watched, a group of remarkable young men gave the nation what it needed most - a chance, for one night, not only to dream, but a chance, once again, to believe.

Herb Brooks: [Speaking to team during the last intermission in the US-USSR game; [w:U-S-A! cheer|U-S-A!; team blankly stares; [w:Soviet Union national ice hockey team|these guys] Listen to em (the crowd chanting ]). That's what you've done. We've come from behind in every game in this tournament so far and we can do it again. We can beat ]! Everybody in! Let's go! Let's do this! Who do you play for?

Herb Brooks: [Addressing the team before the US-USSR game] Great moments...are born from great opportunity. And that's what you have here, tonight, boys. That's what you've earned here tonight. One game. If we played em ten times, they might win nine. But not this game, not tonight. Tonight, we skate with them. Tonight, we stay with them...and we shut them down because we can! Tonight, we... are the greatest hockey team in the world. You were born to be hockey players. Every one of you. And you were meant to be here tonight. This is your time. Their time...is done. It's over. I'm sick and tired of hearing about what a great hockey team the Soviets have. Screw em! This... is your time! Now go out there and take it!

Herb Brooks: You better think about something else, each and every one of you. When you pull on that jersey, you represent yourself and your teammates...and the name on the front is a hell of a lot more important than the one on the back. GET THAT THROUGH YOUR HEAD! AGAIN!

Herb Brooks: You think you can win on talent alone? Gentlemen, you don't have enough talent to win on talent alone.

Bob Hauk: You're gonna kill me now, Snake?

Snake Plissken: [pause] I'm too tired. Maybe later.

Bob Hauk: I've got another deal for you. I want you to think it over while you're resting. I want to give you a job. We'd make one hell of a team, Snake!

Snake Plissken: [coldly glares at Hauk; leaves in disgust] The name's Plissken!

Snake Plissken: Where's the President?

Cabbie: The Duke got him. Everybody knows the Duke's got him. You don't have to put a gun to my head. I'll tell you.

Snake Plissken: Who's the Duke?

Cabbie: The Duke? The Duke of New York, A-Number-1, the Big Man, that's who!

Snake Plissken: I wanna meet this Duke.

Cabbie: You can't meet the Duke! Are you crazy? Nobody gets to meet the Duke. You meet him once and then you're dead!

Bob Hauk: In 22 hours, the Hartford Summit Meeting will be over. China and the Soviet Union will go back home. Now, the President was on his way to the summit when his plane went down. He has a briefcase attached to his wrist. The tape recording inside has to reach Hartford in 22 hours.

Snake Plissken: What's on it?

Bob Hauk: You know anything about nuclear fusion?

Snake Plissken: No.

Bob Hauk: The survival of the human race, Plissken. Something you don't give a shit about.

Cronenberg: [approaching Snake with two injection guns; places both guns on the sides of Snake's neck and injects him, producing a loud bang] I'm going to inject you. It will sting for a second.

Bob Hauk: That's it, Plissken.

Cronenberg: Tell him.

Snake Plissken: Tell me what?

Bob Hauk: That idea you had about turning the Gullfire around 180 degrees and flying off to Canada.

Snake Plissken: What did you do to me, asshole!?

Bob Hauk: [makes the OK sign with his right hand] My idea, Plissken. Something we've been fooling around with. Two microscopic capsules lodged in your arteries. They're already starting to dissolve. In 22 hours, the cores will completely dissolve. Inside the cores are a heat-sensing charge. Not a large explosion, about the size of a pinhead, just big enough to open up both of your arteries. I'd say you'd be dead in 10-15 seconds...

Snake Plissken: [chokes Hauk] Take them out, now!

Cronenberg: [nervously] They're protected by the cores. Fifteen minutes before the last hour is up, we can neutralize the charge with X-rays.

Bob Hauk: We'll burn out the charges if you have the President.

Snake Plissken: What if I'm a little late?

Bob Hauk: No more Hartford Summit. And no more Snake Plissken.

Snake Plissken: When I get back, I'm going to kill you.

Bob Hauk: The Gullfire's waiting.

Bob Hauk: [He puts his glasses on, leans forward; reading Plissken's file; puts down the papers he has read; to Plissken, directly] I'm not a fool, Plissken. S.D. Plissken... American, Lieutenant: Special Forces Unit "Black Light". Two Purple Hearts, Leningrad and Siberia. Youngest man to be decorated by the President. Then you robbed the Federal Reserve Depository... life sentence, New York maximum security penitentiary. I'm ready to kick your ass out of the world, war hero...

Snake Plissken: [calmly strikes a match against Hauk's desk to light his cigarette and in a bored tone of voice] Who're you?

Bob Hauk: [takes his glasses off and sets them down on his desk] Hauk, Police Commissioner.

Snake Plissken: [thinking] Bob Hauk...

Bob Hauk: Special Forces Unit "Texas Thunder"... we heard of you too, Plissken.

Snake Plissken: [annoyed] Why are we talking?

Bob Hauk: [he opens a drawer on his desk and takes out a certificate; lays the certificate on the desk; stiffly] I have a deal for you. You'll receive full pardon for every criminal action you've committed in the United States. There was an accident. About an hour ago, a small jet went down inside New York City. The President was on board.

Snake Plissken: [bored] The President of what?

Bob Hauk: That's not funny, Plissken. You go in, find the President, bring him out in 24 hours, and you're a free man.

Snake Plissken: 24 hours, huh?

Bob Hauk: I'm making you an offer.

Snake Plissken: Bullshit!

Bob Hauk: Straight, just like I said.

Snake Plissken: I'll think about it.

Bob Hauk: No time. Give me an answer.

Snake Plissken: [looks around the room] Get a new president!

Bob Hauk: We're still at war, Plissken. We need him alive.

Snake Plissken: [directly to Hauk; seriously] I don't give a fuck about your war... or your president.

Bob Hauk: Is that your answer?

Snake Plissken: I'm thinking about it.

Bob Hauk: Think hard.

Snake Plissken: [pause, while he smokes] Why me?

Bob Hauk: You flew the Gullfire over Leningrad. You know how to get in quiet. You're all I got.

Snake Plissken: [pause] I guess I go in one way or the other... doesn't mean shit to me. All right... I'll do it. Give me the pardon paper.

Bob Hauk: When you come out.

Snake Plissken: Before.

Bob Hauk: I told you I wasn't a fool, Plissken.

Snake Plissken: Call me Snake.

Mr. Nobody: Cipher's still on the loose. There's been some reports she's in Athens. But she won't be nuking any city anytime soon. Thanks to you guys. So, I got you a parting favor.

Luke: [Sam gives a gift to him] This can't be good.

Mr. Nobody: Your record's been cleared. Full reinstatement. You got your job back.

Little Nobody: That is, if you want it.

Luke: [chuckles; looks at his daughter] If I want? You know, after 16 years, I figured it's time for a little break.

Mr. Nobody: [enthusiastic] Wow!

Luke: [chuckles at Sam embraces her father and he kisses her, shakes to Mr. Nobody] Daddy's staying home. Nobody.

Mr. Nobody: [shakes to Luke; leave for Little Nobody] Keep in touch. Ah, hang on a second. This could be interesting.

Egg Shen: Can see things no one else can see. Do things no one else can do.

Jack Burton: Real things?

Egg Shen: As real as Lo Pan!

Jack Burton: Hey, what more can a guy ask for?

Egg Shen: Oh, a six-demon bag!

Jack Burton: Terrific, a six-demon bag. Sensational. What's in it, Egg?

Egg Shen: Wind, fire, all that kind of thing!

Jack Burton: I don't get this at all. I thought Lo Pan—

David Lo Pan: Shut up, Mr. Burton! You were not brought upon this world to "get it!

Jack Burton: [pointing to Chinese writing in an elevator] What does that say?

Wang: Hell of Boiling Oil.

Jack Burton: You're kidding.

Wang: Yeah, I am. It says "Keep Out.

Jack Burton: My truck! Son of a bitch must pay!

Jack Burton: Ah, you know what ol Jack Burton says at a time like this?

Thunder: Who?

Jack Burton: Jack Burton! Me!

Wang Chi: Here's to the Army and Navy and the battles they have won; here's to America's colors, the colors that never run.

Jack Burton: May the wings of liberty never lose a feather.

Jack Burton: Just remember what ol Jack Burton does when the earthquakes and the poison arrows fall from the sky, and the pillars of Heaven shake. Yeah, Jack Burton just looks that big ol storm right in the eye and says "Give me your best shot. I can take it.

Jack Burton: Ol Jack always says...what the hell?

Jack Burton: Everybody relax, I'm here.

Jack Burton: Sit tight, hold the fort, keep the home fires burning. And if we're not back by dawn...call the president.

Jack Burton: Look, I'm going to tell you about an accident and I don't wanna hear "act of God," okay?

Jack Burton: What does that mean? huh? ‘China is here?’ I don’t even know what the hell that means! All I know is this Lo Pan character comes out of thin air in the middle of a goddamned alley, while his buddies are flying around on wires, cutting everybody to shreds...and he just stands there, waiting for me to drive my truck straight through him?! With LIGHT coming out of his mouth?!

Jack Burton: Would you stop rubbing your body up against mine? Because I can’t concentrate when you do that...

Jack Burton: Which Lo Pan? Little ol’ basketcase on wheels, or the ten-foot-tall roadblock?!

Jack Burton: I'm not saying I've been everywhere, and I've done everything. But I do know this is a pretty amazing planet we live on here. And a man would have to be some kind of fool to think we're all alone in this universe.

Jack Burton: Just listen to the ol "Porkchop Express" and take his advice on a dark and stormy night, alright? When some wild-eyed, eight-foot-tall maniac grabs your neck, taps the back of your favorite head up against the barroom wall, looks you crooked in the eye, and asks you if you paid your dues; you just stare that big sucker right back in the eye, and you remember what ol Jack Burton always says at a time like that: "Have you paid your dues, Jack?" "Yes, sir, the check is in the mail.

Jack Burton: Like I told my last wife, I says, "Honey, I never drive faster than I can see." Besides that, it's all in the reflexes.

Wyatt Earp: What makes a man like Ringo, Doc? What makes him do the things he does?

Doc Holliday: A man like Ringo has a great empty hole through the middle of him. He can never kill enough, or steal enough, or inflict enough pain to ever fill it.

Wyatt Earp: What does he need?

Doc Holliday: Revenge.

Wyatt Earp: For what?

Doc Holliday: Being born.

Virgil Earp: What do you want, Ringo?

Johnny Ringo: I want your blood...and I want your souls. And I want em both right now.

Wyatt Earp: We don't want any more trouble.

Johnny Ringo: [points to Wyatt] Well, you've got trouble! And it starts with you.

Wyatt Earp: [opens his coat, showing he's not armed; Earp brothers start to walk away] I'm not gonna fight you, Ringo, there's no money in it. Sober up. C'mon boys.

Johnny Ringo: Wretched slugs. Don't any of you have the guts to play for blood?!

Doc Holliday: [steps forward, one gun in a shoulder holster in full view, holding his other behind his back] I'm your huckleberry. That's just my game.

Johnny Ringo: Alright, lunger, you go to hell. I'll put you outta your misery!

Doc Holliday: Say when!

Curly Bill: Johnny, don't!

Curly Bill: [chuckles] Don't mind him. He's just drunk, that's all.

Johnny Ringo: No! I want them spitting blood!

Curly Bill: [Johnny staggers away and runs into some coffins at the funeral parlor, knocking them over] Easy, son, easy. Now ain't the time! I tell you, boys, even I'm worried what's going to happen once Ringo runs this outfit. God have mercy!

Wyatt Earp: It's not your problem, Doc. You don't have to mix up in this.

Doc Holliday: [Glares at Wyatt] That is a hell of a thing for you to say to me!

Curly Bill: Wyatt Earp, huh? Heard of you.

Ike Clanton: Listen now, Kansas Law Dog. Law don't go around here, savvy?

Wyatt Earp: I'm retired.

Curly Bill: Good. That's real good.

Ike Clanton: Yeah, yeah, that's real good, law dog. Cause the law just don't go around here.

Wyatt Earp: [draws a card, to Curly Bill; Morgan pays Curly Bill out] Yeah, I heard you the first time. Winner to the king. $500.

Curly Bill: Shut up, Ike.

Johnny Ringo: [steps up to Doc] And you must be Doc Holliday.

Doc Holliday: That's the rumor.

Johnny Ringo: You retired too?

Doc Holliday: Not me. I'm in my prime.

Johnny Ringo: Yeah, you look it.

Doc Holliday: And you must be Ringo. Look, darling, Johnny Ringo. The deadliest pistoleer since Wild Bill, they say. What do you think, darling? Should I hate him?

Kate: You don't even know him.

Doc Holliday: Yes, but there's just something about him. Something around the eyes, I don't know, reminds me of... me. No. I'm sure of it, I hate him.

Wyatt Earp: [to Ringo] He's drunk.

Doc Holliday: [When I drink, I say the truth] In vino veritas.

Johnny Ringo: [Do what you do best] Age quod agis.

Doc Holliday: [I don't believe drinking is what I do best] Credat Judaeus apella, non ego.

Johnny Ringo: [pats his gun; Fools must learn from experience] Eventus stultorum magister.

Doc Holliday: [smiles; It's your funeral] In pace requiescat.

Fred White: Come on boys. We don't want any trouble in here. Not in any language.

Doc Holliday: [to Kate] That's Latin, darlin'. Evidently Mr. Ringo's an educated man. Now I really hate him.

Wyatt Earp: I don't think I'll let you arrest us today, Behan.

Wyatt Earp: All right, Clanton. You called down the thunder, well, now you've got it! You see that? (shows badge) It says "United States Marshal." (gestures to Stilwell) Take a good look at him, Ike, because that's how you're gonna end up! The Cowboys are finished, you understand me? I see a red sash, I kill the man wearin it! So run, you cur! Run! Tell all the other curs the law's coming! You tell em I'm coming and Hell's coming with me, you hear? Hell's coming with me!

Wyatt Earp: In all that time workin those cow towns, I was only ever mixed up in one shooting, just one. But a man lost his life and I took it! You don't know how that feels, Morg, and believe me boy, you don't ever want to know. Not ever!

Wyatt Earp: Go ahead, skin it. Skin that smokewagon and see what happens.

Wyatt Earp: I spent my whole life not knowing what I want out of it, just chasing my tail. Now for the first time I know exactly what I want... and who... and that's the damnable misery of it.

Childs: You the only one who made it?.

MacReady: Not the only one.

Childs: Did you kill it?

MacReady: Where were you, Childs?

Childs: Thought I saw Blair. I went out after him and got lost in the storm. Fire's got the temperature up all over the camp. Won't last long, though.

MacReady: Neither will we.

Childs: How will we make it?

MacReady: Maybe we shouldn't.

Childs: If you're worried about me...

MacReady: If we've got any surprises for each other, I don't think we're in much shape to do anything about it.

Childs: Well...What do we do?

MacReady: [slumping back] Why don't we just...Wait here for a little while? See what happens.

MacReady: Blair... he got back inside and blew the generator. In six hours, it'll be 100 below in here!

Garry: Well, that's suicide!

MacReady: Not for that Thing. It wants to freeze now. It's got no way out of here. It just wants to go to sleep in the cold until the rescue team finds it.

Garry: What can we do? What can we do?

MacReady: Whether we make it or not, we can't let the Thing freeze again. Maybe we'll just warm things up a little around here. We're not gettin outta here alive. But neither is that Thing.

Blair: [throwing a fit in the radio room] Nobody gets in and out of here! NOBODY! You guys think I'M crazy! Well, that's fine! Most of ya don't know what's goin on around here, but I'm damn well sure SOME of you do!

MacReady: Christ!

Childs: He got most of the chopper and the tractor. And he's killed the rest of the dogs.

MacReady: [as Garry advances with his gun] Garry, wait a minute, wait a minute. Now, Childs, go around to the map room door. Talk to him.

Childs: Yeah.

MacReady: Norris, get a table from the lab.

Blair: [still smashing up the radio room with an axe while yelling] D'ya think that thing wanted to be an animal?! No dogs make it a thousand miles through the cold! No, you don't understand! That thing wanted to be US! If a cell gets out, it could imitate everything on the FACE OF THE EARTH! AND NOTHING CAN STOP IT!

Childs: [appearing in the map room doorway] Okay, Blair. Come on, man, you don't wanna hurt anybody.

Blair: I'LL KILL YOU!

MacReady: How you doin', old boy?

Blair: I don't know who to trust.

MacReady: I know what you mean, Blair. Trust's a tough thing to come by these days. Tell you what - why don't you just trust in the Lord?

MacReady: All right, we gotta find him. Nauls, why don’t you come with me and we'll go outside. Palmer, you and Windows check the inside.

Palmer: I ain't going with Windows. I ain't going with him, I'll go with Childs--

Windows: Hey, FUCK YOU, Palmer!

Palmer: I ain't going with you!

Childs: Who says I want you going with me?!

MacReady: ALL RIGHT, CUT THE BULLSHIT! Windows, you come with us. Norris, you stay here. Any of them move, you fry them. You hear anything, anything at all, you cut loose on the sirens. We all meet here in 20 minutes regardless. And everybody watch who you're with, real close.

MacReady: Somebody in this camp ain't what he appears to be. Right now that may be one or two of us. By Spring, it could be all of us.

Childs: So, how do we know who's human? If I was an imitation, a perfect imitation, how would you know if it was really me?

MacReady: I don't know. Thousands of years ago it crashes, and this thing... gets thrown out, or crawls out, and it ends up freezing in the ice.

Childs: I just cannot believe any of this voodoo bullshit.

Palmer: Childs, happens all the time, man. They're falling out of the skies like flies. Government knows all about it, right, Mac?

Childs: You believe any of this voodoo bullshit, Blair?

Palmer: [[w:Chariots of the Gods?|Chariots of the Gods] Childs, Childs... ], man. They practically own South America. I mean, they taught the Incas everything they know.

Garry: So, come on now, MacReady, Norwegians get ahold of this... and they dig it up out of the ice.

MacReady: Yes, Garry, they dig it up, they cart it back, it gets thawed out, wakes up - probably not the best of moods - I don't know, I wasn't there!

Nauls: [skates in with ripped long johns] Which one of you disrespectful men been tossing his dirty drawers in the kitchen trash can, huh? From now, I want my kitchen clean, all right? Germ free!

Childs: So how's this motherfucker wake up after thousands of years in the ice?

Bennings: And how can it look like a dog?

MacReady: [motions to Blair] I don't know how. Cause it's different than us, see? Cause it's from outer space. What do you want from me? Ask him!

Childs: You buy any of this Blair?

MacReady: [the Thing roars at MacReady; throws stick of dynamite] YEAH, FUCK YOU TOO!!!

MacReady: [on finding a partially-assembled spaceship beneath the tool shed] Blair's been busy out here all by himself.

MacReady: We're gonna draw a little bit of everybody's blood... cause we're gonna find out who's The Thing. Watching Norris in there gave me the idea that.. maybe every part of him was a whole. Every little piece was an individual animal.. with a built-in desire to protect its own life. You see when a man bleeds.. it's just tissue. But blood from one of you Things won't obey when it's attacked; It'll try and survive. Crawl away from a hot needle the same.

MacReady: I know I'm human. And if you were all these things, then you'd just attack me right now, so some of you are still human. This thing doesn't want to show itself, it wants to hide inside an imitation. It'll fight if it has to, but it's vulnerable out in the open. If it takes us over, then it has no more enemies, nobody left to kill it. And then it's won.

MacReady: [talking into tape recorder; turns off tape recorder and takes a drink of whisky. He looks at the torn long johns and turns it back on; turns off recorder] I'm gonna hide this tape when I'm finished. If none of us make it, at least there'll be some kind of record. The storm's been hitting us hard now for 48 hours. We still have nothing to go on. One other thing: I think it rips through your clothes when it takes you over. Windows found some shredded long johns, but the nametag was missing. They could be anybody's. Nobody... nobody trusts anybody now, and we're all very tired. Nothing else I can do, just wait... R.J. MacReady, helicopter pilot, US outpost number 31.

Ego: I call it the Expansion. It is mypurpose. And now it’s yours aswell.

Quill: It’s beautiful.

Ego: [''Turns to see Peter looking doubtful''] Over thousands of years I implanted thousands of extensions of myself on thousands of worlds. In the dioramas, the cosmic plants overgrow and cover each of the planets, like chocolate on a malt ball needed to fulfill life’s one true purpose: to grow and to spread, covering all that exists, until everything... is me. I only had one problem. A single Celestial doesn’t have enough power for such an enterprise. But two Celestials - well now, that just might do. For the first time in my existence... I am truly NOT ALONE! What is it, son?

Quill: My friends...

Ego: Now, well, you see, that's the mortal in you, Peter.

Quill: Yes...

Ego: We are beyond such things.

Quill: Yes...

Ego: Now--

Quill: But my mother... you said you loved my mother.

Ego: And that I did. My River Lily, who knew all the words to every song that came over the radio. I returned to Earth to see her three times, and I knew if I returned a fourth, well... I'd never leave. The Expansion... the reason for my very existence would be over, so I did what I had to do. But... it broke my heart to put that tumor in her head.

Quill: [''Outraged, shaking off Ego's influence''] What?!

Ego: Now, now, all right, I know that sounds bad--

Ego: [''Reforming''] Who... in the HELL do you think you are?!

Quill: YOU KILLED MY MOTHER!

Ego: [''Changes into David Hasselhoff''; ''Changes back''; ''Pierces Quill with a tendril of energy''] I tried so hard to find the form... ...that best suited you, and this is the thanks I get?! You really need to grow up! I wanted to do this together, but I suppose you'll have to learn by spending the next thousand years as a BATTERY!