Pete Postlethwaite Quotes

Father Brennan I was at the hospital, Mr. Thorn, the night your son was born.

Kobayashi One cannot be betrayed if one has no people.

Gerry Conlon What I remember most about my childhood is holding your hand. My wee hand in your big hand, and the smell of tobacco. I remember, I could smell the tobacco in the palm of your hand. When I want to feel happy, I try to remember the smell of tobacco.

Giuseppe Conlon Oh, my heart.

Hubert Flynn You know, I think I like the black rats best of all. They have this wonderful sense of rhythm.

Spyros What is it son?

Young Perseus I'll have a brother or a sister soon?

Spyros Think we're gonna love this child differently to the way we love you. We will.

Young Perseus This child will be yours. Me... I'm no one's son.

Spyros I am your father, Perseus. Marmara is your mother. And you will never be our son. The bond between us is... it's much more than flesh and bone. The love we have for you, it's that love that gods never want over. I've never understood the gods. But even I question that you were saved for a reason. And some day... that reason is gonna take you far away from here. I hope it's soon.

Aaron This is where we keep it. Forget what the stuff's called...

David Quinitricetyline.

Aaron I knew that. Right, I've got to get these section arrangements organized with Dillon for the paintbrush, so...

David David.

Aaron Yeah, you can get these drums organized.

David Right, 85.

Aaron And, uh... don't call me that.

Ripley What's this 85 thing?

David Couple of us sneaked a look at his personnel file the day he arrived. It's his IQ. I saw a drum of this stuff fall into a beachhead bunker once. The blast put a tug in dry dock for 17 weeks. Great stuff.

Giuseppe Conlon I'm going to die.

Gerry Conlon Don't be saying that.

Giuseppe Conlon I'm scared.

Gerry Conlon There's no reason to be scared. You have nothing to be scared about.

Giuseppe Conlon Don't you be comforting me when I can see the truth staring me in the face. I'm scared I'm gonna die here.

Gerry Conlon You're not dying alright?

Giuseppe Conlon Can I not say a thing without you contradicting me? I'm scared to leave your mother behind.

Gerry Conlon Look, you are not going to die alright? If you do, sure I can look after Ma alright.

Giuseppe Conlon You think I'd leave Sara in your care?

Gerry Conlon What do you mean?

Giuseppe Conlon You haven't the maturity to take care of yourself, let alone your mother.

Danny This band behind me'll tell you that that trophy means more to me than owt else in the whole world. But they'd be wrong! Truth is, I THOUGHT it mattered. I thought that MUSIC mattered. But does it? Bollocks! Not compared to how people matter. Us winning this trophy won't mean bugger-all to most people. But us refusing it - like what we're going to do now - well, then it becomes news, doesn't it? You see what I mean. That way, I'll not just be talking to myself, will I? Because over the last ten years, this bloody government has systematically destroyed an entire industry. OUR industry. And not just our industry - our communities, our homes, our lives. All in the name of "progress". And for a few lousy bob. I'll tell you something else you might not know, as well. A fortnight ago, this band's pit were closed - another thousand men lost their jobs. And that's not all they lost. Most of them lost the will to win a while ago. A few of them even lost the will to fight. But when it comes to losing the will to live, to breathe, the point is - if this lot were seals or whales, you'd all be up in bloody arms. But they're not, are they, no, no they're not. They're just ordinary common-or-garden honest, decent human beings. And not one of them with an ounce of bloody hope left. Oh aye, they can knock out a bloody good tune. But what the fuck does that matter? And now I'm going to take my boys out onto the town. Thank you.

Gerry Conlon I'll be older than you when I get out of this place. If I get out. Are you listening to me?

Giuseppe Conlon I'm not talking to you.

Gerry Conlon Now who's being childish?

Giuseppe Conlon I've not heard a sensible word out of you in two weeks. That stuff will kill you.

Gerry Conlon Sure I'm dead anyway. Look I'm sorry. I'll not take it again as long as you live. Are you happy now?

Giuseppe Conlon No.

Gerry Conlon Why not?

Giuseppe Conlon I don't want you to take it whether I live or die.

Gerry Conlon Oh, give me strength. OK, I'll do nothing to annoy you in your grave. Now are you happy?

Giuseppe Conlon Is that a promise?

Gerry Conlon Ay, maybe.

Roland Tembo You're coming up on a…a Pachy…a pachy…oh, hell. Uh, the fathead with the bald spot. Friar Tuck!

Gilbert Well done, Bowen! You've done it again! What a brute! That's even bigger than the last one!

Bowen Actually, he's about the same size.

Giuseppe Conlon I want you have some respect.

Gerry Conlon Respect for who?

Giuseppe Conlon For yourself.

Roland Tembo This is a game trail, Mr. Ludlow. Carnivores hunt on game trails. Do you want to set up base camp or a buffet?

Father Brennan Your son, Mr. Thorn... the Son of the Devil.

Spyros Perseus. Perseus!

Perseus Getting frail, old man?

Spyros Marmara! Marmara! Another day, nothing! Caught on the reef! To whom do I direct our gratitude for this glorious bounty?

Marmara Spyros, please.---

Spyros Poseidon!, Zeus! Who do I thank, Marmara?

Marmara Thank the men who provoke them.---

Spyros They crush my island, They put a plague on yours, They take from us what they want! We're their slaves!

Marmara The gods gave us life. For that, we should be thankful.

Spyros Fuck the gods. They want us to love them anyway. One day, somebody's gonna have to make a stand. One day, somebody's gonna have to say: "Enough.

Roland Tembo Peter, if you want me to run your little camping trip, there are two conditions: Firstly, I'm in charge, and when I'm not around, Dieter is. All you have to do is sign the checks, tell us we're doing a good job, and open your case of scotch when we have a good day. Second condition: My fee? You can keep it. All I want in return for my services is the right to hunt one of the tyrannosaurs. A male, a buck only. How and when is my business. Now if you don't like either of those conditions, you're on your own. So go ahead, set up base camp right here, or in a swamp, or in the middle of a rex nest for all I care. But I've been on too many safaris with rich dentists to listen to any more suicidal ideas, OK?

Gilbert My humble life is indebt to your exalted prowess, your dauntless courage, and your superb, swift sword!

Bowen You have the poet's gift of exaggeration.

Gilbert Oh, sir, you should read my histories.

Kobayashi Get your rest, gentlemen. The boat will be ready for you on Friday. If I see you or any of your friends before then, Miss Finneran will find herself the victim of a most gruesome violation before she dies. As will your father, Mr. Hockney. And your Uncle Randall in Arizona, Mr. Kint. I might only castrate Mr. McManus's nephew, David. Do I make myself clear?

Phil I love the band - we all do - but there's other things in life, you know, that's more important.

Danny Not in mine there isn't.

Mr. Murray Why was the door open?

Veeck It was locked! Someone else must've opened it!

Maurice Fischer Dis... disa... disap...

Fischer I know, Dad. I know you were disappointed that I couldn't be you.

Maurice Fischer No. No, no. I was disappointed... that you tried.

Gerry Conlon Was I always bad, was I?

Giuseppe Conlon Not always.

Gerry Conlon I don't deserve to spend the rest of my life in here do I?

Giuseppe Conlon All they done was block out the light. They can't block out the light in here.

Keeper Welcome back.

Keeper You are needed.

Father Brennan You'll see me in Hell, Mr. Thorn. We'll spend eternity together.

David Have you got some sort of plan?

Dillon This is a leadworks, isn't it? All we got to do is lure the fucking beast into the mold. Drown it in hot lead.

Morse Oh right... and how do we do that?

Gregor Yeah. What are we gonna use for bait?

Kevin Aw, fuck!

Dillon We're all gonna die. The only question is when. This is as good a place as any to take your first steps to heaven. The only question is how you check out. Do you want it on your feet, or on your fucking knees... begging?! I ain't much for begging! Nobody ever gave me nothing! So I say fuck that thing! Let's fight it!

Morse Fuck it! Let's go for it!

Father Brennan Accept responsibility, Mr. Thorn. You did it. You let them do it.

Hubert Flynn Seventy years ago, me grandfather, Hubert Flynn Foster, set out from his home in the County Wexford, and joining north over the hills and valleys of Whitlock, until he came to Dublin City. I remember once, when I was a chiseler, he caught me widdlin up against the wall. And he told me if I behaved like a dog, I might turn into a dog. And then he was off on one of his old yarns about people he knew that turned into goats and weasels. Of course we ran afoul, he said, of more than his prayers. But sometimes, in and among the ramblings, there'd be a grain of truth.