Best Speeches from movies

D-Day: War's over, man. Wormer dropped the big one.

Bluto: What? Over? Did you say "over"? Nothing is over until we decide it is! Was it over when the Germans bombed Pearl Harbor? Hell no!

Otter: Germans?

Boon: Forget it, he's rolling.

Bluto: And it ain't over now. 'Cause when the going gets tough . . . the tough get going. Who's with me? Let's Go! Come on! AAAAEEEEEGGGHHHH!!

 

Take you pick...LOL

Blake: "Well, I'm going anyway. Let's talk about something important. Put that coffee down. Coffee's for closers only. You think I'm f------g with you? I am not f-----g with you. I'm here from downtown. I'm here from Mitch and

Murray. And I'm here on a mission of mercy. Your name's Levene?"

Shelley: "Yeah."

Blake: "You call yourself a salesman, you son of a b---h?"

Dave: "I don't got to listen to this s--t."

Blake: "You certainly don't, pal, 'cause the good news is, you're fired. The bad news is you've got-- all of you've got-- just one week to regain your jobs, starting with tonight-- starting with tonight's sit. Oh, have I got your attention now? Good.

Blake: "As you all know, first prize is a Cadillac Eldorado. Anybody want to see second prize? Second prize is a set of steak knives. Third prize is you're fired."

Shelly: "The leads are weak."

Blake: "The leads are weak? The f-----g leads are weak? You're weak. I've been in this business 15 years."

Dave: "What's your name?"

Blake: "F--k you-- that's my name! You know why, mister? Because you drove a Hyundai to get here tonight, I drove an $80,000 BMW. That's my name!"

Blake: "A-B-C. A-- Always, B-- Be, C-- Closing. Always Be Closing. Always Be Closing!"

Blake: "Nice guy? I don't give a s--t. Good father? F--k you, go home and play with your kids. You wanna work here, close!"

Blake: "And to answer your question, pal-- 'Why am I here?' I came here because Mitch and Murray asked me to. They asked me for a favor. I said 'The real favor-- follow my advice and fire your fuc---g ass, because a loser is a loser.'"

 

fight club

 

There is no better speech in the movies than the intro to, "Patton".

 

From the film I find new layers within every time I watch it... The Godfather

Luca Brasi:
(rehearsing)
"Don Corleone, I am honored and grateful that you have invited me to your home on the wedding day of your daughter. May their first child be a masculine child."
(delivering)
"Don Corleone, I am honored and grateful that you have invited me to your daughter's wedding [pause] on the wedding day of your daughter's wedding [pause]. And I hope that their first child is a masculine child."

Sonny:
"Hey, whataya gonna do, nice college boy, eh? Didn't want to get mixed up in the Family business, huh? Now you wanna gun down a police captain. Why? Because he slapped ya in the face a little bit? Hah? What do you think this is the Army, where you shoot 'em a mile away? You've gotta get up close like this and bada-bing. you blow their brains all over your nice Ivy League suit. C'mere..."
[kisses Michael's head]

Fredo:
"Michael, You don't come to Las Vegas and talk to a man like Moe Green like that!"
Michael:
"Fredo, you're my brother and I love you. But don't ever take sides against the family again...ever."

 

Michael Douglas in "Wall Street"


"Greed, for lack of a better word, is good. Greed works. Greed liberates...."

 

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I did have a test today. That wasn't bull****. It's on European socialism. I mean, really, what's the point? I'm not European, I don't plan on being European, so who gives a crap if they're socialists? They could be fascist anarchists. That still wouldn't change the fact that I don't own a car. Not that I condone fascism, or any ism for that matter. Isms in my opinion are not good. A person should not believe in an ism - he should believe in himself. I quote John Lennon: "I don't believe in Beatles - I just believe in me". A good point there. Of course, he was the Walrus. I could be the Walrus - I'd still have to bum rides off of people.
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(i have quoted before here, but still love it) Why shouldn't I work for the N.S.A.? That's a tough one, but I'll give it a shot. Say I'm working at N.S.A. Somebody puts a code on my desk, something nobody else can break. So I take a shot at it and maybe I break it. And I'm real happy with myself, 'cause I did my job well. But maybe that code was the location of some rebel army in North Africa or the Middle East. Once they have that location, they bomb the village where the rebels were hiding and fifteen hundred people I never had a problem with get killed. Now the politicians are sayin', "Send in the marines to secure the area" 'cause they don't give a ****. It won't be their kid over there, gettin' shot. Just like it wasn't them when their number was called, 'cause they were pullin' a tour in the National Guard. It'll be some guy from Southie takin' shrapnel in the ass. And he comes home to find that the plant he used to work at got exported to the country he just got back from. And the guy who put the shrapnel in his ass got his old job, 'cause he'll work for fifteen cents a day and no bathroom breaks. Meanwhile my buddy from Southie realizes the only reason he was over there was so we could install a government that would sell us oil at a good price. And of course the oil companies used the skirmish to scare up oil prices so they could turn a quick buck. A cute little ancillary benefit for them but it ain't helping my buddy at two-fifty a gallon. And naturally they're takin' their sweet time bringin' the oil back, and maybe even took the liberty of hiring an alcoholic skipper who likes to drink martinis and play slalom with the icebergs, and it ain't too long 'til he hits one, spills the oil and kills all the sea life in the North Atlantic. So my buddy's out of work and he can't afford to drive, so he's got to walk to the job interviews, which sucks 'cause the schrapnel in his ass is givin' him chronic hemorroids. And meanwhile he's starvin' 'cause every time he tries to get a bite to eat the only blue plate special they're servin' is North Atlantic scrod with Quaker State. So what do I think? I'm holdin' out for somethin' better. Why not just shoot my buddy, take his job and give it to his sworn enemy, hike up gas prices, bomb a village, club a baby seal, hit the hash pipe and join the National Guard? I could be elected president.

 

"Act as if"

from the ever banal and tedious Ben Afflack in Boiler Room.

 

Gentry
There's an important phrase that we use here, and think it's time that you all learned it. Act as if. You understand what that means? Act as if you are the ****ing President of this firm. Act as if you got a 9" cock. Okay? Act as if.

 

Duval, beach scene, in Apocalypse Now;

Dennis Hopper, in his 'closing' banter with Christopher Walken, in True Romance;

Orson Welles, atop the Ferris Wheel, in The Third Man;

Harry Dean Stanton, the Repo Man Code, from Repo Man;

Brando's speech to the undertaker, on the day of his daughter's wedding, in GF 1

Marisa Tomea's 'testimony' in My Cousin Vinny

Travola and Samuel Jackson, repartee on the way to a killing, in Pulp Fiction



to name but a few...

 

thats the second best line in that movie. awesome...

 

You like apples?

 

HHHHAAHHHAAAHHAAA...


that's the one...

 

WHAT ABOUT SCENT OF A WOMAN WITH AL PACINO PREACHING TO THE GRADUATE CLASS AND TEACHERS. IN THAT SPEECH..

 

Well, I got her number, how do you like them apples?

and one for Lamour
Now no more shenanigans, no more tomfoolery, no more ballyhoo.

 

Al Pacino's Inch By Inch speech from Any Given Sunday

I don't know what to say really.
Three minutes
to the biggest battle of our professional lives
all comes down to today.
Either
we heal
as a team
or we are going to crumble.
Inch by inch
play by play
till we're finished.
We are in h*ll right now, gentlemen
believe me
and
we can stay here
and get the s**t kicked out of us
or
we can fight our way
back into the light.
We can climb out of h*ll.
One inch, at a time.

Now I can't do it for you.
I'm too old.
I look around and I see these young faces
and I think
I mean
I made every wrong choice a middle age man could make.
I uh....
I p*ssed away all my money
believe it or not.
I chased off
anyone who has ever loved me.
And lately,
I can't even stand the face I see in the mirror.

You know when you get old in life
things get taken from you.
That's, that's part of life.
But,
you only learn that when you start losing stuff.
You find out that life is just a game of inches.
So is football.
Because in either game
life or football
the margin for error is so small.
I mean
one half step too late or to early
you don't quite make it.
One half second too slow or too fast
and you don't quite catch it.
The inches we need are everywhere around us.
They are in ever break of the game
every minute, every second.

On this team, we fight for that inch
On this team, we tear ourselves, and everyone around us
to pieces for that inch.
We CLAW with our finger nails for that inch.
Cause we know
when we add up all those inches
that's going to make the f***ing difference
between WINNING and LOSING
between LIVING and DYING.

I'll tell you this
in any fight
it is the guy who is willing to die
who is going to win that inch.
And I know
if I am going to have any life anymore
it is because, I am still willing to fight, and die for that inch
because that is what LIVING is.
The six inches in front of your face.

Now I can't make you do it.
You gotta look at the guy next to you.
Look into his eyes.
Now I think you are going to see a guy who will go that inch with you.
You are going to see a guy
who will sacrifice himself for this team
because he knows when it comes down to it,
you are gonna do the same thing for him.

That's a team, gentlemen
and either we heal now, as a team,
or we will die as individuals.
That's football guys.
That's all it is.
Now, whattaya gonna do?

 

In the Aviator Howard Hughes had a good speech at the end when he is being questioned by the senate committe..

 

INT. DEVASTATED TRAILER

As Ed sits heavily into frame, apparently in shock, her frozen
profile to the camera as she stares straight ahead into space.

Her foreground hand absently holds a length of cord.

Beyond her in the middle background Hi is rummaging in the
debris. He stands up, cropped from the chest down and starts
loading bullets into the chamber of Ed's .38 police special.

HI
(frantically)
I know you're worried honey but
believe me, there ain't a thing to
worry about. We're gonna get him
back, there just ain't no question
about that...

He snaps the chamber shut and leaves frame, still talking.

HI
...We'll get him back, that's just
all there is to it. And you wanna
know another thing?

He is walking back into frame holding another handgun now in
addition to the .38, this one an automatic.

HI
...I'm gonna be a better person from
here on out. And that's final, I
mean that's absolutely the way it's
gonna be, that's official. You were
right and I was wrong...

He snaps a clip into the automatic.

HI
...A blind man could tell you that.
Now they ain't gonna hurt him, they're
just in it for the score...

Hi is leaving frame again, continuing to talk as we hear him
rummaging offscreen.

HI
...But I ain't like that no more,
I'm a changed man. You were right
and I was wrong. We got a family
here and I'm gonna start acting
responsibly...

Hi enters frame with the two handguns stuck in his belt,
holding his pump-action shotgun.

HI
...So let's go honey...

He primes the shotgun: WHOOSH-CLACK.

HI
...Let's go get Nathan Jr!

 

So say goodnight to da bad guy!
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FU**EN' A, exactly the one I was going to say. OO-RAH!!!

 

I'm kinda teeter tottering with Nicholson on the stand in "A Few Good Men"

Does he deserve??