"I'm as mad as hell, and I'm not going to take this anymore!"

Network (1976)

"You see, in this world there's two kinds of people, my friend: Those with loaded guns and those who dig. You dig."

Il buono, il brutto, il cattivo (1966)

Sinoć. 

Jack Sparrow: You seem somewhat familiar. Have I threatened you before?

Dangerous Liaisons

Marquise de Merteuil: Like most intellectuals, he's intensely stupid.

The Sixth Sense

I see dead people

 

Derek: I have to sell or lease at last 80 helicopters to make my nut. And you... You mess with my nut, Brennan, Randy here is gonna eat your dick.
Randy: Like Kobayashi.
Randy: [makes eating noise]
Derek: I've seen him do it.
Brennan Huff: You've actually seen him eating a man's penis?
Derek: It was in international waters, so they couldn't prosecute him. But I saw it.

Step Brothers

nije najbolji ali je mnogo smesan

Isto samo sve spojeno da vidiš mapu u Warcraftu 3 

It's human to lie. Most of the time we can't even be honest with ourselves.

I'm the one who should be ashamed. I don't understand my own soul.

- If men don't trust each other, this earth might as well be hell.
- Right. The world's a kind of hell.
-  No! I don't want to believe that!
-  No one will hear you, no matter how loud you shout. Just think. Which one of these stories do you believe?
-  None makes any sense.
-  Don't worry about it. It isn't as if men were reasonable.

                                                  Rashomon

Mark "Rent-boy" Renton: Choose Life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance. Choose fixed interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisurewear and matching luggage. Choose a three-piece suit on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pissing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourselves. Choose your future. Choose life...
But why would I want to do a thing like that? I chose not to choose life. I chose somethin' else. And the reasons? There are no reasons.
Who needs reasons when you've got heroin?

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Mark "Rent-boy" Renton: We took morphine, diamorphine, cyclozine, codeine, temazepam, nitrezepam, phenobarbitone, sodium amytal dextropropoxyphene, methadone, nalbuphine, pethidine, pentazocine, buprenorphine, dextromoramide chlormethiazole. The streets are awash with drugs that you can have for unhappiness and pain, and we took them all.
Fuck it, we would have injected Vitamin C if only they'd made it illegal.

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Tommy: Doesn't it make you proud to be Scottish?

Mark "Rent-boy" Renton: It's SHITE being Scottish! We're the lowest of the low. The scum of the fucking Earth! The most wretched, miserable, servile, pathetic trash that was ever shat into civilization. Some hate the English. I don't. They're just wankers. We, on the other hand, are COLONIZED by wankers. Can't even find a decent culture to be colonized BY. We're ruled by effete assholes. It's a SHITE state of affairs to be in, Tommy, and ALL the fresh air in the world won't make any fucking difference!

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Mark "Rent-boy" Renton: So why did I do it? I could offer a million answers - all false. The truth is that I'm a bad person. But, that's gonna change - I'm going to change. This is the last of that sort of thing. Now I'm cleaning up and I'm moving on, going straight and choosing life. I'm looking forward to it already. I'm gonna be just like you. The job, the family, the fucking big television. The washing machine, the car, the compact disc and electric tin opener, good health, low cholesterol, dental insurance, mortgage, starter home, leisure wear, luggage, three piece suite, DIY, game shows, junk food, children, walks in the park, nine to five, good at golf, washing the car, choice of sweaters, family Christmas, indexed pension, tax exemption, clearing gutters, getting by, looking ahead, the day you die.

Sedmi pecat

Antonius Block: Nothing escapes you!
Death: Nothing escapes me? No one escapes me.