Michelle PfeifferQuotes

Michelle Pfeiffer
Birthday
April 29th, 1958
From
Santa Ana, California, USA
Actor

The Fabulous Baker Boys - Contrasting Compliments Between Jack and Susie

Jack Baker: You look good.
Susie Diamond: You look like shit.
Jack Baker: No, I mean it. You look good.
Susie Diamond: I mean it, too. You look like shit.

The Fabulous Baker Boys - A Decision to Move On

Susie Diamond: I’m quitting.
Jack Baker: Congratulations.
Susie Diamond: As of now.
Jack Baker: Well, if you ever need a recommendation, let me know.
Susie Diamond: Jesus, you’re cold, you know that? You’re like a fucking razor blade.
Jack: Careful. You’ll have me thinking you’re going soft on me.
Susie Diamond: You don’t give a fuck, do you? About anything.
Jack Baker: Hey. What do you want from me? You want me to tell you to stay? Is that what you’re looking for? You want me to get down on my knees and beg you to deliver the Baker Boys from doom? Well, forget it. We survived for fifteen years before you strutted onto the scene, sweetheart. FIFTEEN YEARS. Two seconds and you’re bawling like a two year old. You shouldn’t be wearing a dress. You should be wearing a diaper.
Susie Diamond: Jesus. You and Egghead ARE brothers, aren’t you?
Jack Baker: Damn straight. And let me tell you something. Over the years they’ve dropped like flies in every fucking hotel in this city, but we’re still here. We’ve never held a day job in our lives. He may be an easy target, but add it up and you’ll see; Frank’s done fine.
Susie Diamond: Yeah. Frank’s done great. He’s got the wife, the kids, the little house in the suburbs. Meanwhile his brother’s sitting in a shitty apartment with a sick dog, Little Orphan Annie, and a chip on his shoulder as big as a Cadillac.
Jack Baker: Listen to me, princess. We fucked twice. That's it. Once the sweat dries, you still don't know shit about me. Got it?
Susie Diamond: I know one thing. While Frank Baker was home putting his kids to sleep last night, little brother Jack was out dusting off his dreams for a few minutes. I was there. I saw it in your face. You're full of shit. You're a fake. Every time you walk into some shitty daiquiri hut, you're selling yourself on the cheap. Hey, I know all about that. I'd find myself at the end of the night with some creep and tell myself it didn't matter. And you kid yourself that you've got this empty place inside where you can put it all. But you do it long enough and all you are is empty.
Jack Baker: I didn't know whores were so philosophical.
Susie Diamond: At least my brother's not my pimp. You know, I had you pegged for a loser the first time I saw you, but I was wrong. You're worse. You're a coward.

The Fabulous Baker Boys - Tensions Rise Over Stale Food and Frustration

Jack Baker: I think you better calm down, Frank.
Frank Baker: I think you better make sure it’s your head that’s doing the thinking these days, little brother.
Susie Diamond: This food’s been sitting here too long. It’s starting to make me feel SICK.
Jack Baker: Why don’t you loosen the leash.
Frank Baker: Let’s not let a whiff of perfume blow off fifteen years. Be reasonable, Jack.
Jack Baker: I play three hundred nights a years with you, Frank. How much more reasonable you expect me to be?

The Fabulous Baker Boys - Comparing Feelings to Parsley

Frank Baker: Okay, let's hear it. We trashed the Avedon, the Luau Lounge - what's our beef with Feelings'?
Susie Diamond: Nothing... except who cares? I mean, does anybody really need to hear Feelings again in their lifetime? It's like parsley, okay? Take it away, nobody's going to know the difference.
Frank Baker: Feelings is not parsley!
Susie Diamond: Frank, to you Feelings may be goddamn filet mignon, but to me, it's parsley. It's less than parsley.
Frank Baker: Look, Feelings, despite what you may think of it, has always been one of the bright moments of the show, and a consistent crowd-pleaser, and consequently we have an obligation to perform it. If we didn't, the audience would be disappointed.
Susie Diamond: Oh. Well, they weren't exactly crying their eyes out on New Year's Eve.
Frank Baker: You passed over Feelings'?
Susie Diamond: Yeah. Oh, and Bali Hai went out with the bathwater, too.
Frank Baker: Ah ha. I see. The cat goes away for the night, and the mice take over the orchestra.
Susie Diamond: Hey! I ain't no mouse.
Frank Baker: That's right - you're parsley.

The Fabulous Baker Boys - Discontent with the Luau Lounge Experience

Susie Diamond: Oh Christ, not the goddamn Luau Lounge again!
Frank Baker: What's the matter with the Luau Lounge? They don't salt their peanuts?
Susie Diamond: Singing Feelings knee-deep in paper orchids and plastic tiki lamps is not exactly my idea of a fun evening.
Frank Baker: Fun? Who promised you fun? We get paid, remember?
Susie Diamond: I’m just saying maybe we should vote on it. Or maybe... we should ask Jack what he thinks.
Frank Baker: I don’t have to ask Jack what he thinks. I know what he thinks. It’s five days. The money’s green. We’re there.

The Fabulous Baker Boys - A Reflection on Musical Talent and Memories

Susie Diamond: You're good, aren't you?
Jack Baker: I can carry a tune.
Susie Diamond: [pause] You're better than that. You know, I saw you guys once. You and Frank. At the Roosevelt.
Jack Baker: Must’ve been a cheap date.
Susie Diamond: Soap convention.
Jack Baker: Soap?
Susie Diamond: Yeah, they got a convention for everything. This guy was some big roller in suds. At least he was clean. Some of the guys I met through the service, you wouldn’t believe. The older ones, they were okay. Nice. Polite. Pulled the chair out for you. But the younger ones...It wasn’t so bad, though. I’d get a nice piece of steak, flowers, sometimes even a gift. Usually whatever the guy was into. Got a set of socket wrenches once. Believe it? The guy looked like he’d just given me four dozen roses. But I stayed at the Hartford once. You should see the rooms. All satin and velvet. And the bed. Royal blue, trimmed in lace clean as snow. Hard to believe sleeping in a room like that don’t change your life. But it don’t. The bed may be magic, but the mirror isn’t. You wake up the same old Susie.

The Fabulous Baker Boys - A Christmas Eve Conversation Over Coffee

Jack Baker: You feel like a cup of coffee?
Susie Diamond: Now? On Christmas Eve?
Susie Diamond: Nah. Gives me the shakes. Anyway, I’d better get home. Rest the pipes.
Jack Baker: You want me to walk you?
Susie Diamond: [pause] No. Thanks. Hey, listen, you’re not going soft on me, are you? I mean, you’re not gonna start dreaming about me and waking up all sweaty and looking at me like I’m some kinda princess when I burp.
Jack Baker: Forget it.
Susie Diamond: I mean, that’d be too creepy with us working together and all.
Jack Baker: Forget it.
Susie Diamond: Nothing personal...
Jack Baker: Better hurry. You’re a nickel down on your cigarette.

The Fabulous Baker Boys - Audition Timing and Missed Opportunities

Susie Diamond: This where the auditions are?
Frank Baker: This is where the auditions WERE. We’re finished.
Susie Diamond: What about me?
Frank Baker: You’re an hour and a half late.
Susie Diamond: Yeah, well, I had a little trouble catching a cab.
Frank Baker: Punctuality. First rule of show business.
Susie Diamond: This is show business?
Frank Baker: Look, Miss. We’re tired, you have gum on your lip, and we’re going home.
Susie Diamond: Just like that, huh? I come all the way down here, break a heel, and you’re not going to give me a chance because I have gum on my lip and I’m a few minutes late?
Frank Baker: You’re an hour and a half late. Do you want me to say it again?
Susie Diamond: It’s not exactly bewitching me. Besides, you’re not going anywhere.
Frank Baker: I beg your pardon?
Susie Diamond: Intuition, I’ve had a hunch about this all day. Only I gotta say, in my mind it was a little more glamorous. And anyway, if I’m so late how come you’re still here?
Frank Baker: We ran long.
Susie Diamond: [pause] Uh huh. So where’s the winner? See? What I tell you? Intuition.
Jack Baker: [shrugs] What’ve we got to lose?
Frank Baker: Terrific. Thirty-eight.
Susie Diamond: What’s that? Thirty-eight? You guys have some kind of code or something? You know, I’m sensing a lot of hostility from you.
Susie Diamond: Susie. Susie Diamond.
Jack Baker: Catchy. You have any previous experience as a singer, Miss Diamond?
Frank Baker: You have any entertainment experience at all?
Susie Diamond: Well... for the last couple years I’ve been on call for the Triple A Escort Service.
Frank Baker: Any RATIONAL reason you think you can sing professionally, Miss Diamond?
Susie Diamond: Well, I figure if you want to see if you can swim, throw yourself in the water. What’s the worst that can happen?
Frank Baker: How about drown?
Susie Diamond: You know, my bet is that you’re too literal a person.

A Midsummer Night's Dream - Titania Reflects on Her Dreamlike Encounter

Titania: Come, my lord, and in our flight.Tell me how it came this night.That I sleeping here was found.With these mortals on the ground.

Grease 2 - Desire for More than Conventional Romance

Stephanie Zinone: [''singing'']   I want a whole lot more than the boy next door.  I want hell on wheels.

Grease 2 - Excitement Beyond Normalcy

Stephanie Zinone: [[weird] Not weird weird, but like exciting ].

I Could Never Be Your Woman - Casting Rejection in the Entertainment Industry

TV executive: Courtney Love?
Producer: Drugged-out hag.
TV executive: Faye Dunaway?
Producer: Don't call us, we'll call you.
TV executive: Sharon Stone?
Producer: Hag.
TV executive: Geena Davis?
Producer: Hag.
TV executive: Sigourney Weaver?
Producer: Hag.
TV executive: Kim Basinger?
Producer: Hag.
TV executive: Emma Thompson?
Producer: Brit hag.
TV executive: Susan Sarandon?
Producer: Red state-alienating hag.
TV executive: Meg Ryan?
Producer: Too much plastic surgery.
TV executive: Melanie Griffith?
Producer: Way too much plastic surgery.
TV executive: Patricia Heaton?
Producer: Pointless plastic surgery.
TV executive: Cher?
Producer: Insurmountable amount of plastic surgery.
Rosie: [angrily; [man] Listen, you little bird of a ]! Where do you come off insulting these women? How many hit songs did you sing? How many Oscars do you have? Could you look cute next to Warren Beatty? Or live with Don Johnson? Or act with Ted Danson? You're not worthy of kissing Cher's tattooed ass!

I Could Never Be Your Woman - Discussion of Language and Its Meanings

Rosie: [reading a dictionary] Putz: Noun - a yokel; a jerk.
Censor: My rabbi consultant says it means "Penis.
Rosie: We're allowed to say "Penis.
Censor: Yes, you can say "Penis." But this is the bad penis. Like "prick.
Rosie: And... what exactly is the "good" penis?
Adam: [starts to take unbutton his pants] Check it out.

I Could Never Be Your Woman - Generational Differences in Playtime Preferences

Izzy: Ma, I'm to old for Barbies.
Rosie: Yeah, but I'm not.

I Could Never Be Your Woman - Dressing Dolls for Good Will Donation

Izzy: [indicating a pile of dolls] Now these stay on the shelf... And these go to Good Will.
Rosie: [realising a problem] Oh no. They're all skinny and naked, and laying in a pile! We have to dress them.

I Could Never Be Your Woman - Age Inquiry Between Adam and Rosie

Adam: I'm 31. How old are you?
Rosie: 38.
Rosie: I'm not really 38.
Adam: Well, how old are you?
Rosie: 37.
Adam: Okay. Well, I'm 30.
Rosie: 40.
Adam: [continues kissing her] 29.
Rosie: [coming to an abrupt stop] What!? You're 29? What happened to 30? You're not even in your thirties?
Adam: [confused] What happened to 29?
Rosie: You're not even in your 30s!
Adam: Yeah? Well, neither are you.

What Lies Beneath - A Disturbing Presence in the House

Claire Spencer: Norman, this isn't about you! Something is happening to me. And it's... it's not to get even, and it's not some warped bid for attention. Something is happening in our house, whether you like it or not!

What Lies Beneath - Skepticism About Seeking Help for Mental Health

Claire Spencer: Oh, great! "Could you check in on my wife? She's hearing voices!" Yeah, wait until that gets around.

What Lies Beneath - Reflections on Identity and Appearance

Claire Spencer: She looks like me. Oh... only she had green eyes.

What Lies Beneath - A Ghostly Presence in My Home

Claire Spencer: There's a ghost in my house. I saw her in the water, beside me, in the baththub.

What Lies Beneath - Haunting Consequences of Past Actions

Claire Spencer: You had an affair with a girl who threatened to kill herself, and now there is a presence in our house. A young, blonde girl. Don't you get it? She did it, Norman. She's dead... and now she's trying to hurt you... or both of us.

What Lies Beneath - Denial of Reality and Acceptance

Claire Spencer: No, no I'm not.

What Lies Beneath - Introduction of Dr. Spencer

Claire Spencer: Hello, Dr. Spencer.

What Lies Beneath - Casual Inquiry About Romantic Interests

Claire Spencer: [''later''] Pick up any dudes yet?

Dangerous Liaisons - A Confession of Unexpected Love

Madame Marie de Tourvel: I'm beginning to think you may have planned the whole exercise.
Vicomte de Valmont: I had no idea you were staying here! Not that it would have disturbed me in the slightest if I had known. You see, until I met you, I had only ever experienced desire. Love, never.
Madame Marie de Tourvel: That's enough.
Vicomte de Valmont: No, no, you made an accusation and you must allow me the opportunity to defend myself! Now, I'm not going to deny that I was aware of your beauty. But the point is, this has nothing to do with your beauty. As I got to know you, I began to realize that beauty was the least of your qualities. I became fascinated by your goodness. I was drawn in by it. I didn't understand what was happening to me. And it was only when I began to feel actual, physical pain every time you left the room that it finally dawned on me: I was in love, for the first time in my life. I knew it was hopeless, but that didn't matter to me. And it's not that I want to have you. All I want is to deserve you. Tell me what to do. Show me how to behave. I'll do anything you say.

Dangerous Liaisons - The Complexity of Love and Happiness

Madame de Rosemonde: I'm sorry to say this, but, those who are most worthy of love are never made happy by it.
Madame Marie de Tourvel: But, why? Why should that be?
Madame de Rosemonde: Do you still think men love the way we do? No... men enjoy the happiness they feel. We can only enjoy the happiness we give. They are not capable of devoting themselves exclusively to one person. So to hope to be made happy by love is a certain cause of grief.

mother! - The Pressure of Parenthood Decisions

woman: Why don't you want kids?
mother: Excuse me?
woman: [laughs; sighs; pause] I saw how you reacted earlier. I know what it's like when you're just starting out, and you think you have all the time in the world, and... you know, you're not going to be so young forever. Have kids! Then you'll be creating something together! This is all just... setting. Oh... You do want them.

mother! - Questioning Love and Truthfulness

woman: [pause] Can I ask you a question? Do you really love your husband?
mother: Yes, of course.
woman: [sarcastically] Are you telling me the truth?

mother! - Endless Giving and Unmet Expectations

woman: You give, and you give, and you give. It's just never enough.
herald: [to mother; to revolutionaries] The inspiration! Where have you been hiding? Finish her.

Ant-Man and the Wasp: Quantumania - Confronting Consequences of Unleashing Power

Janet van Dyne: I blew up his core — cut him off from time — and trapped us both down here forever. But I gave him back enough. Now that he had his suit back, he became what he always was — a conqueror. He's got weapons and technology centuries beyond anything we can dream of. He took his prison, and made it his empire. I spent years fighting him, running from him, hiding from him — and then you saved me. You brought me home. But I didn't deserve it — I unleashed a monster on this place — and ran away.

I Am Sam - Intellectual Capacity Does Not Define Love

Rita Harrison Williams: Objection! Motion to strike that from the record. It's clear that one's intellectual capacity has no bearing on their ability to love.

I Am Sam - Struggling with feelings of inadequacy

Rita Harrison Williams: Somehow, I'll never be enough.

I Am Sam - Let Me In for Support and Understanding

Rita Harrison Williams: Sam, I can go another nine rounds but you've got to let me in.

Stardust - Gratitude for a Broken Heart and Freedom

Lamia: [laughs maniacally] I owe you thanks, boy. What use was her heart to me when it was broken? And you got rid of my sisters! Now I can have it all for myself.

Stardust - Loss and Meaninglessness in Lamia's Reflection

Lamia: [feigning distress] Youth, beauty.... It all seems so meaningless now. My sisters are dead, everything I cared about gone. Go. Go!

Stardust - Choice Between Comfort and Struggle

Lamia: You can ride in the carriage or be dragged behind it. Your choice.

Stardust - The Value of a Heart at Peace

Lamia: The burning golden heart of a star at peace is so much better than your frightened little heart. Even so, better than no heart at all.

Stardust - The Elusiveness of the Star

Lamia: [...] Seek all you wish! You shall not see the star, touch it, smell, or hear it! You will not perceive her even if she stands before you!

Stardust - Desire for Immortality Through Dark Means

Lamia: I seek a fallen star. She fell not far from here, and when I find her, I shall take my great knife and cut out her heart while she still lives, and the glory of our youth shall be restored!

Stardust - A Promise of Peaceful Intentions

Lamia: Oh, do shut up! I know what you are and I swear by the ordinances of the sisterhood to which we both belong, that I mean you no harm this day. I wish to share your meal.

Stardust - Return with the prize for renewal

Lamia: [their home] In my absence, I expect you to make it fit for the queens we are. When I return with our prize, all of us shall be young again.

Stardust - Determined Action in Time of Urgency

Lamia: There's no time to waste! If we must retrieve it on foot, then we shall.

Stardust - Lamia's Frustration with Witchcraft Rivalry

Lamia: You would have us hunting for a Babylon candle, while some other witch finds our star, fool!

Stardust - Lamia questions Empusa's wisdom and appearance.

Lamia: Has your mind become as decrepit as your face, Empusa? You speak as if such things are freely available.

Stardust - A Star Has Fallen, Wake Up!

Lamia: Mormo, Empusa, wake up! Now! A star has fallen!

Hairspray - Misunderstandings in a Geometry Conversation

Velma Von Tussle: Incredible! I could do a fan dance with a lettuce leaf and you would remain completely obtuse!
Wilbur: Obtuse?
Velma: Yes, obtuse!
Wilbur: I flunked geometry-
Velma: Yeah, well, and biology too, no doubt!

Hairspray - A Tragic Accident in Velma's Life

Velma Von Tussle: My husband, he accidentally suffocated.

Hairspray - Demographic Commentary on Social Class

Velma Von Tussle: You know what your demographic is? Cleaning ladies and lawn jockeys.

Hairspray - A Lettuce Leaf and Perception Challenges

Velma Von Tussle: I could do a fan dance with a lettuce leaf and you would remain completely obtuse!

Hairspray - Comment on a new dress's impact

Velma Von Tussle: Let me guess, brand-new dress? Well, you’ll stop traffic!

Hairspray - Consequences of Ambition and Risk

Velma Von Tussle: I risked communicable diseases, she’ll certainly risk jail.

The Witches of Eastwick - Perspectives on Size and Preference

Jane Spofford: I prefer small.
Sukie Ridgemont: Oh, yeah, right...
Jane Spofford: No, no, no, Sam was huge, and there were times when I just could not face it.
Alexandra Medford: Really? Well, I'm sort of in the middle myself. But hey, as long as it works, it's in.
Sukie Ridgemont, Alexandra Medford, Jane Spofford: It's in.

The Witches of Eastwick - Questioning the Focus on Men

Alexandra Medford: I don't think that men are the answer to everything.
Jane Spofford: Then why do we always end up talking about them?

Scarface - Casual Introductions Among Characters

Frank associate: Nice fucking guy. Frank Lopez. Tony Montana.
Frank: Tony Montana.
Tony: Mr. Lopez. It's a real pleasure.
Frank: You can call me Frank. Everybody calls me Frank. My Little League team. Even the fucking prosecutors around town, they all call me Frank.
Tony: Okay, Frank. How are you? Manny Rivera. He caught one on the job.
Manny: Went right through.
Frank: We heard about that. Omar, he tells me great things about you guys. Well, Omar's okay. Not to mention, of course, the nice job you did for me. That Commie son of a bitch...
Tony: Well, you don't have to mention that. That was fun.
Frank: That was fun?
Tony: Damn right. That was fun. Sometimes it's fun.
Frank: [[w:scotch|Scotch; [w:gin|gin; [w:rum|rum] What do you want to drink? ], ], ]? What do you like?
Tony: Gin is fine.
Frank: Want some? Two gins. I need a guy with steel in his balls, Tony. A guy like you. And I need him around me all the time. You, Tony and your compadre here.
Tony: Here's the stuff. Two keys. It cost my friend Angel his life.
Frank: Here's your money. My gift to you. I'm sorry about your friend, Tony. If people would do business the right way, there'd be no fuck-ups like this. Don't think I don't appreciate the gesture. You're gonna find you stay loyal in this business, you're gonna move up. You're gonna move up fast. Then you'll find out your biggest problem is not bringing in the stuff, but what to do with all the fucking cash!
Tony: I hope I have that problem someday.
Frank: [''Elvira rides the house elevator''] You're gonna have that problem, don't worry. Sit down over here. Where the hell's Elvira? It's late. Go find her, will you? Jesus! Fucking broad. She spends half her life dressing, the other half, undressing. Gotta get her in between.
Frank associate: She's coming.
Frank: Yeah. You gotta jump on her when she's not looking. That's the best time. What are you guys doing tonight? You wanna go to a nice restaurant with me? You hungry?
Tony: [[w:horse meat|I could eat a horse] ].
Frank: Okay, they're gonna cook you a horse.
Tony: [''Manny and Frank chuckles, and Elvira gets in the house elevator and rides it down''] I'll eat it.
Frank: Tell me, where'd they get you? Right there in the side?
Manny: It's nothing. It went right through me. It hit the wall. I ran out of bullets like an asshole. When I changed the clip, a guy who I thought I killed wasn't dead and shot me. The guy was behind me. I killed him.
Frank: How many bullets you catch?
Manny: Bullets? One bullet, nine millimeter.
Frank: Elvira, where the hell you been? It's 10:00. I'm starving.
Elvira: You're always hungry. You should try starving.
Frank: Where you going? Come on. Come over here! I want you to meet a friend of mine. Tony Montana. Elvira.
Elvira: Hello.
Frank: Manny Rivera. Elvira. So, there are five of us. Where are we having dinner? I thought we'd go to the Babylon Club.
Elvira: Again?
Frank: Again.
Elvira: You know, Frank, if anyone ever wanted to assassinate you, you wouldn't be too hard to find.
Frank: Assassinate me? Who the hell would want to kill me? I got nothing but friends!
Elvira: You never know. Maybe the catcher on your Little League team.
Frank: The catcher? That son of a bitch, he didn't get a base hit all season. I should kill him!