Susan SarandonQuotes

Sally: Why are you doing this for me?

Lou: Hey, it's nothing, Sinatra gives wings to hospitals. We all do what we can.

Young Doctor: Mrs. Matthews, you can claim the body tomorrow.

Sally: [walking away to the exit] I don't want the body!

Sally: Teach me stuff.

Lou: Like what?

Sally: What you know.

Lou: You want information or wisdom?

Sally: Both.

Annie Savoy: [Closing narration; [Walt Whitman] ] once said, "I see great things in baseball. It's our game, the American game. It will repair our losses and be a blessing to us." You could look it up.

Annie Savoy: [narrating; [Thomas Gray; [William Cullen Bryant] Full many a flower's born to blush unseen and waste its sweetness on the desert air." - ]...or ], I don't know. I get them mixed up.

Annie Savoy: [narrating] The world's made for people who aren't cursed with self-awareness.

Annie Savoy: [narrating] Baseball may be a religion full of magic, cosmic truth, and the fundamental ontological riddles of our time, but it's also a job.

Annie Savoy: This is the damndest season I've ever had; the Durham Bulls can't lose and I can't get laid!

Annie Savoy: [Opening narration; [Buddha; [Allah; [w:Brahma|Brahma; [w:Vishnu|Vishnu; [w:Siva|Siva; [Isadora Duncan; [Jesus; sigh] I believe in the Church of Baseball. I've tried all the major religions and most of the minor ones. I've worshipped ], ], ], ], ], trees, mushrooms, and ]. I know things. For instance, there are 108 beads in a Catholic rosary and there are 108 stitches in a baseball. When I learned that, I gave ] a chance. But it just didn't work out between us. The Lord laid too much guilt on me. I prefer metaphysics to theology.

Sister Helen Prejean: You are a son of God.

Matthew Poncelet: [in tears; laughs slightly] Thank you. I've never been called a son of God before. I've been called a son of a you-know-what plenty of times, but I've never been called a son of God.

Matthew Poncelet: [[Martin Luther King] I like rebels. Some blacks is OK. ], he led his people all the way to DC and kicked the white man's butt.

Sister Helen Prejean: You respect Martin Luther King?

Matthew Poncelet: He put up a fight. He wasn't lazy.

Sister Helen Prejean: What about lazy whites?

Matthew Poncelet: Don't like em.

Sister Helen Prejean: So it's lazy people you don't like.

Prison guard: Tell me something sister, what is a nun doing in a place like this? Shouldn't you be teaching children? Didn't you know what this man has done? How he killed them kids?

Sister Helen Prejean: What he was involved with was evil. I don't condone it. I just don't see the sense of killing people to say that killing people's wrong.

Prison guard: You know what the Bible say, An eye for an eye'.

Sister Helen Prejean: You know what else the Bible ask for death as a punishment? For adultery, prostitution, homosexuality, trespass upon sacred grounds, profane in a sabbath and contempt to parents.

Prison guard: I ain't gonna get no Bible quote from no nun cause I'm gonna lose.

Sister Colleen: If Matt dies, guess who he'll be buried next to?

Sister Helen Prejean: Who's the last person to die?

Sister Colleen: Sister Celestine.

Sister Helen Prejean: Oh Lord.

Sister Colleen: You remember when that sweet little girl in the convent came after her wedding day to introduce her husband to us?

Sister Helen Prejean: Sister Celestine said, "I'm glad I never had to share my bed with a man.

Sister Colleen: She loved her celibacy so much.

Sister Helen Prejean: I know. She's gonna be lying next to a man for all eternity.

Sister Helen Prejean: Show me some respect, Matthew.

Matthew Poncelet: Why? Cause you're a nun?

Sister Helen Prejean: Because I'm a person.

Clyde Percy: [about Matthew Poncelet] How can you stand next to him?

Sister Helen Prejean: [[Jesus] Mr. Percy, I'm just trying to follow the example of ], who said that a person is not as bad as his worst deed.

Clyde Percy: This is not a person. This is an animal.

Sister Helen Prejean: I want the last face you see in this world to be the face of love, so you look at me when they do this thing. I'll be the face of love for you.

Sister Helen Prejean: Look at you. Death is looking down your neck, and you're playing your little male come-on games.

Hollie Baylor: We were complete opposites and it worked. And something happened between us that was not part of the plan... we were in love.

Jessie Baylor: [[Abraham Lincoln; [w:Ronnie Van Zandt|Ronnie Van Zandt] I teach my kids about the things that really matter. I will teach them about ] and ], because they are equally important in my house.

Queen Narissa: [last words; laughs] How about this? "And they all lived happily ever after." Well, at least I did. What?! NOOO!

Queen Narissa: [whispers] You'll never save her now. When the clock strikes 12... She'll be dead.

Queen Narissa: [to Robert] Oh my, this is a twist on our story. Why, it's the brave little princess coming to the rescue. I guess that makes you the damsel in distress, huh, handsome?

Queen Narissa: You want a show? I'll give you a show. Back up and get ready for the main event!

Queen Narissa: [she arrives in New York and finds Nathaniel in a car] Hello, worthless. Miss me?

Queen Narissa: ['''Nathaniel''': Your Majesty, please...] Another chance? What do you think poison apples grow on trees? There's only one left! You are out of chances! NO, FORGET IT! I'M COMING THERE, AND I WILL KILL THE LITTLE WRETCH MYSEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELF!!!

Queen Narissa: Speciosus, formosus, praeclarus!

Queen Narissa: ['''Nathaniel''': Oh, my most adored Queen, where did you send her?] To a place where there no happily ever afters.

Queen Narissa: [after seeing Edward and Giselle together for the first time] So this is the forest rat, who thinks she can claim my throne...NEVER!!!

Aretha Tomalin: [[reason; [key; [fear; [perfect] You know, the only ] I gave you my ] was because I have an incredible ] of… you know… not giving my key to the one person I should give my key to, because they might be the ] one — that's all.

Aretha Tomalin: [[life; [story] Why don't we grab a bite to eat and I'll tell you my ] ].

Aretha Tomalin: [[sad; [sex] I've forgotten what its like to be ] after ].

Michaela Odone: Anyhow, it was snowing and he began to rub my hands to warm them.

Deirdre Murphy: Uh-oh!

Michaela Odone: No, no, no, he then produced photos of his wife and children.

Deirdre Murphy: That old routine!

Augusto Odone: Oh, Deirdre!

Michaela Odone: Had I'd known this would be the man I would wait ten years for, I would've let you pick up the check.

Lorenzo Odone: (from outside) Hey, everybody! Look at me! (Laughs happily)

Augusto Odone: I did pick it up!

Michaela Odone: Excuse me! You did not! I'm sorry but I… I even left the tip! (Laughs) Look at him, Mother!

Woman: That's not fair!

Girl: Lorenzo's fallen off his bike and he is really bleeding!

Augusto Odone: Michaela, let me take him. You need rest.

Michaela Odone: I'm fine. I could use a cup of coffee though.

Augusto Odone: Okay.

Michaela Odone: Lorenzo, Lorenzo, listen to Mama. Can you hear me, my darling? If this is too much for you, my Sweetheart… well then, you fly. Fly as fast as you can to the Baby Jesus. It's okay, Mama and Papa will be okay.

Immunosuppression Doctor: The faculty is very grateful to Lorenzo for doing this.

Immunosuppression Doctor: Ladies and gentlemen, this is Lorenzo Odone; whom I've spoken to you about. Now; young Mr. Odone, you need to come with me. You're getting so big! I'm gonna put you up here so we can all see you, okay? Attaboy. Ten weeks after diagnosis, we observe hemianopia. The pupillary light reflexes are still intact and, as yet, there is no optic atrophy. However, there is evidence of early occipital lobe involvement.

Lorenzo Odone: Why are all these people here?

Immunosuppression Doctor: I beg your pardon, Lorenzo?

Lorenzo Odone: Why are all these people here?

Doctor: He asks why all these people are here.

Immunosuppression Doctor: Well, they're all doctors and they want to learn how to help other boys in the future.

Lorenzo Odone: Other boys with the boo-boo?

Michaela Odone: Yes, Darling.

Lorenzo Odone: Mm-hm.

Immunosuppression Doctor: Thank you, Lorenzo. Now in the scanning speech, we look for both ends of the pathology: centrally for the dysphasia and peripherally for the dysarthria. Now, Lorenzo, would you walk for me please? Attaboy. That's right, hold my hands. That's right. Two months ago, there was simply motor lag. Now, note the characteristic gait, it's due mostly to hyperreflexia but exacerbated by the encroaching paresis. You're doing very well, Lorenzo! Keep coming!

Lorenzo Odone: Only if you stop talking like that.

Immunosuppression Doctor: What color's that cross?

Lorenzo Odone: Red.

Immunosuppression Doctor: That's right. It's red. I'm gonna speak to your parents but Leah's gonna stay and check your blood pressure, okay? I'll be right back.

Leah: I'll just put this around your arm.

Immunosuppression Doctor: Look, it's important you both know what's going on. Cyclophosphamides are no picnic. This is all-out chemotherapy. We're gonna be suppressing his immune system. It's very high-risk We're gonna need to keep him here at least three weeks.

Leah: That's it.

Immunosuppression Doctor: Lorenzo's still walking, he's still talking, he's still communicating. But that can all change, now, knowing all of this, do you still want us to go through with this?

Michaela Odone: Given the alternatives, yes.

Augusto Odone: It's a school, Lorenzo, like any other school.

Lorenzo Odone: It's full of doctors?

Michaela Odone: Yes, Darling. Some of the cleverest in America.

School Therapist: He does present as a Hyperactive.

Michaela Odone: But Hyperactives repeat tasks endlessly, don't they?

School Therapist: They perseverate, yes.

Michaela Odone: Lorenzo's activities all have a shape and structure: beginning, middle and end.

Augusto Odone: My Gosh, he's learned three languages. How can he be Hyperactive?

School Therapist: I know it's hard to accept that a gifted child may also be disturbed.

Principal: I think that Lorenzo needs to be referred to our IDP committee.

Michaela Odone: What's that?

Augusto Odone: For what?

Principal: Individual Disablity Placement. Lorenzo needs to be in a special ed. class.

Michaela Odone: Any special ed. our son needs will be provided at home.

Young Teacher: Mrs. Odone?

Michaela Odone: Another incident?

Young Teacher: Yes. And today, it was much worse.

Principal: Mrs. Odone, is there some trouble at home?

Michaela Odone: Why do you assume the trouble is at home?

Principal: Because there's nothing here that explains his behavior. It's... disturbed.

Lorenzo Odone: Why are all these people here?

Immunosuppression Doctor: Beg your pardon, Lorenzo?

Lorenzo Odone: Why are all these people here?

Doctor: He asks why all these people are here?

Immunosuppression Doctor: Well, they're all doctors and they want to learn how to help other boys in the future.

Lorenzo Odone: Other boys with the boo-boo?

Michaela Odone: Yes, Darling.

Lorenzo Odone: Now, hold my hand.

Michaela Odone: Yes, Sweetie.

Lorenzo Odone: Now, the story.

Michaela Odone: And what story is that, Sweetheart.

Lorenzo Odone: La Notte di San Lorenzo

Michaela Odone: San Lorenzo, who is?

Lorenzo Odone: My patron saint and saint to my father's village.

Michaela Odone: That's right, and what happened to him?

Lorenzo Odone: He was in Rome and, I forgot.

Augusto Odone: Well; many years ago, the bad guy says to him Bring me the riches of your church! and Lorenzo, he brings them the beggars and the sick people and he says—

Lorenzo Odone: These are our riches!

Augusto Odone: Yes! Bravo, Lorenzino!

Michaela Odone: That's wonderful, Sweetheart! So clever!

Augusto Odone: Bravo! And tonight, August 10th, is?

Lorenzo Odone: La Notte di San Lorenzo.

Michaela Odone: The night of the shooting stars.

Augusto Odone: When anything can happen.

Michaela Odone: Darling, how were they annoying you? Were they teasing you?

Lorenzo Odone: No.

Michaela Odone: Were they touching your paints?

Lorenzo Odone: No.

Michaela Odone: Well, how were they annoying you?

Lorenzo Odone: They just were.

Michaela Odone: Doing what?

Lorenzo Odone: Things.

Michaela Odone: What kind of things?

Lorenzo Odone: Things that make me feel annoyed.

Michaela Odone: Here he is! The cleverest boy in the world!

Lorenzo Odone: (laughs) Hi, Mom!

Michaela Odone: What's this?

Classmate: See you tomorrow, Lorenzo!

Lorenzo Odone: It's, uh, it's a picture.

Michaela Odone: Oh, my goodness!

Lorenzo Odone: And, uh, there's the Comoros.The little islands.

Michaela Odone: Of course, it is.

Young Teacher: Mrs. Odone, may I have a word?

Michaela Odone: Very skillful, Sweetheart.

Lorenzo Odone: And, uh, Jupiter.

Michaela Odone: Jupiter's next to the Comoros? I'll be right there, Lorenzo.

Lorenzo Odone: Okay, Mommy.

Michaela Odone: Yes?

Young Teacher: Is Lorenzo having any problems at home?

Michaela Odone: Not that I know of, why?

Young Teacher: Because today, he suddenly started throwing paints around. He went wild destroying other children's paintings.

Michaela Odone: Surely, he must've been provoked then?

Young Teacher: No, it came out of the blue. He's normally such a terrific kid.

Michaela Odone: The life of one boy is not enough reward for you to risk the reputation of the institution and the esteem of your peers.

Professor Nikolais: That was uncalled for. Your responsibility is merely towards your own child. My responsibility is towards all the boys that suffer from this disease, now and in the future. Of course I anguish for the suffering of your boy. And of course I applaud you for the efforts you make on his behalf. But I will have nothing to do with this oil.

Michaela Odone: We are not asking, Doctor, for your anguish or your applause. We are asking merely for a little courage.

Augusto Odone: [[w:Comoros|Comoros] When we first went to the ], what did we do? We got to know the country, right?

Michaela Odone: Yes.

Augusto Odone: We studied, we got to know the language, resources, its law. We studied, right? We should treat Lorenzo's illness like another country.

Michaela Odone: I don't quite see the analogy.

Augusto Odone: All right, all right. ALD has many dimensions, right?

Michaela Odone: Yes

Augusto Odone: So, in order to understand it, we need to command genetics, biochemistry, microbiology, neurology, ology-ology-ology.

Michaela Odone: Augusto, we don't have time to go to medical school.

Augusto Odone: Michaela, the doctors are in the dark. They're groping in the dark. They've got Lorenzo on a turvy-topsy diet. And that bloody immunosuppression is brutal and useless. Michaela, we should not have consigned him blindly into their hands. He should not suffer by our ignorance. We take responsibility. So... we read a little. And we go out and inform ourselves. Hmm.

Michaela Odone: But... to miss time with him while he can still speak to us... How can…

Augusto Odone: Yes, I know, I know. But he expects it of us.

Thelma: [with a cliff in front of them and cops behind them] OK, then listen; let's not get caught.

Louise: What're you talkin about?

Thelma: Let's keep goin'!

Louise: What d'you mean?

Thelma: [nods ahead of them] Go.

Louise: You sure?

Thelma: Yeah.

Thelma: You awake?

Louise: Guess you could call it that, my eyes are open.

Thelma: I'm awake too. I feel awake.

Louise: Good.

Thelma: I feel really awake. I don't recall ever feeling this awake. You know? Everything looks different now. You feel like that? You feel like you got something to live for now?

Louise: We'll be drinking margaritas by the sea, mamacita.

Thelma: You know we could change our names.

Louise: To live in a hacienda.

Thelma: I want to get a job, I'll work at Club Med.

Louise: Yeah, what kind of deal is that cop going to have to come up with to top that?

Thelma: Have to be pretty good.

Louise: Have to be pretty damn good.

Louise: Should've gone to the police in the beginning, why didn't I?

Thelma: You said why before.

Louise: What'd I say?

Thelma: That nobody would believe us. You know that jerk was really hurting me, and if you hadn't come along when you had he would've hurt me even worse. And probably nothing would've been done with him because I was dancing with him all night and everybody saw it and they'd figure I had it coming. My life would've been ruined a whole lot more than it is now, now I'm having fun. I'll tell you something else, I'm not the least bit sorry that creep is dead, I'm just sorry it was you who did it and not me.

Thelma: I know it's crazy, but I just feel like I got a knack for this shit.

Louise: I believe you do.

Thelma: Hey Louise, better slow down, I'll just die if we get caught over a speeding ticket. Are you sure we should be driving like this, I mean in broad daylight and everything?

Louise: No we shouldn't, but I want to put some distance between us and the scene of our last God damned crime!

Thelma: Oh man! You wouldn'ta believed it, it was like I was doing it all my life, nobody woulda believed it.

Louise: Think you found your calling?

Thelma: [gets up in her seat] May-be... may-be. The call of the wild!

Louise: You let her go, you fucking asshole, or I'm gonna splatter your brains all over this nice car.

Harlan: [Getting off of Thelma] Easy, we're just having a little fun.

Louise: Sounds like you got a real fucked up idea of fun. Turn around. In the future, when a woman's crying like that, she isn't having any fun!

Harlan: Bitch! I shoulda gone ahead and fucked her!

Louise: What did you say?

Harlan: I said suck my cock.

J.D.: So, tell me something, Miss Thelma. How is it you ain't got any kids? I mean God gets you something special, I think you oughta pass it on.

Thelma: Well, Darryl, that's my husband.

J.D.: Darryl?

Thelma: Yeah, he says he's not ready yet. He says he's still too much of a kid himself. He kinda prides himself on being infantile.

Louise: He's got a lot to be proud of.

Thelma: Louise and him don't get along.

Louise: That's putting it mildly.

Thelma: She thinks he's a pig.

Louise: I know he's a pig.

Sukie Ridgemont: Huge.

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.

Alexandra Medford: I don't think that men are the answer to everything.

Sukie Ridgemont: No.

Jane Spofford: Then why do we always end up talking about them?