SCENE I: A Bar: The Dew Drop Inn
Stella: Make me a martini, baby, and don't be stingy.
Bartender: Show me the money.
Stella: I've always depended on the kindness of strangers...
Bartender (aside): Of all the gin-joints in all the towns
in all the world, she walks into mine.
Stella: You talking to ME? Surely you can't be serious.
Bartender: I am serious, and don't call me Shirley.
Stella (gets up to leave): I'll be baaack...
James (enters bar): Stella! Hey Stellaaa!!
Stella: Hello gorgeous! Gotta name?
James: Bond, James Bond. Remember last year in Kansas City?
You were polymorphously perverse.
Stella: Yeh, I used to be pure as the driven snow, but I've
drifted a little. Buy a little lady a drink, my preciousss?
James: Bartender, two martinis, shaken not stirred.
Bartender (aside): Hang on to your seatbelts, it's gonna be a bumpy night.
Stella: Here's looking at you, kid. I think this is the
beginning of a beautiful friendship.
James: Tonight I consider myself the luckiest man
on the face of the earth.
Stella (aside): I need him like an axe needs a turkey.
James: I'm crazy about you, baby.
Stella: Is that a pistol in your pocket
or are you just glad to see me?
James: I feel the need, the need for speed.
Stella: I'd say you're doin' ninety.
James: You've got to ask yourself one question:
'Do I feel lucky?' Well, do ya...?
SCENE II: A Motel: The Do Flop Inn
Stella: What a dump.
James: Say hello to my little friend...
Stella: Well, nobody's perfect.
James: It's alive! It's alive!!
Stella: May I feel it?
James: Might go off in your face.
Stella: Listen, mister. You're gonna get on the horse
and I'm gonna hold on tight and away we're gonna
go, go, go!
James: So go ahead, make my day.
Stella: Ohhh...I've a feeling we're not in Kansas anymore.
SCENE III: Later
James: Woh! I'm king of the world! Woh!
Stella: Life is a banquet, and most poor sons of bitches
are starving to death. Did FuzzyWuzzy enjoy his dinner?
James: That's the most fun I've ever had without laughing.
Stella: Snap out of it! Pay me! Whaddyagot?
James: What we got here is a failure to communicate.
Hasta la vista, baby.
Stella: I'll GET you, my pretty!
James: Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn.
La-dee-da...yeh...la-dee-da...
Link to SharePoetry
Click on the link and you can find the movies they came from. A very nice job.
But they missed my favorite:
"Fill your hands you son of a bitch!"
and
Mattie Ross: You are too old and fat to be jumping horses.
Rooster Cogburn: Well, come see a fat old man some time!
[jumps the fence and rides away]
And if I have to tell you the last two are from "True Grit," well then...
"You aint never caught a rabbit and you aint no friend of mine!"
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