Quotes from Clint Eastwood movies and TV shows - page 6 of 10

Mordacai: What did you say your name was again?
The Stranger: I didn't.
Mordecai: No. I guess you didn't at that, did you?

The Stranger: What makes you think I care?

The Stranger: I'd love to oblige you. But a man's got to get his rest sometime.
Sarah Belding: Oblige me?
The Stranger: But I tell you what, if you'd come back in about half hour, I'll see what I can do, all right?

The Stranger: The only problem you've got Sheriff is a short supply of guts.

Preacher: See here, you can't turn all these people out into the night. It is inhuman, brother. Inhuman.
The Stranger: I'm not your brother.
Preacher: We are all brothers in the eyes of God.
The Stranger: All these people, are they your sisters and brothers?
Preacher: They most certainly are.
The Stranger: ...Then you won't mind if they come over and stay at your place, will ya?

Mitch Leary: Do you have what it takes to take a bullet, or is life too precious?
Frank Horrigan: Well, I'll be thinkin' about that when I'm pissin' on your grave.

Frank Horrigan: You're looking at a living legend, Lilly. The only active agent who ever lost a president.

Raines: I heard you and Nixon didn't get along.
Horrigan: Now, that's not true. His chief of staff, though, that was a different story. I remember one time, he wanted me to go out and get rid of some anti-war protesters. I said no, talking about the Bill of Rights and so on. And he says, "look, when I'm talking to you, I am the President." I said, "The President? That's funny, you look more like a sack of shit in a cheap suit to me, sir!"

Horrigan: For years, I've been listening to all these idiots on barstools with all their pet theories on Dallas. How it was the Cubans, or the C.I.A, or the white supremacists, or the Mob. Whether there was one weapon, or whether there was five. None of that's meant too much to me. But Leary, he questioned whether I had the guts to take that fatal bullet. God, that was a beautiful day. The sun was out, been raining all morning, the air was... First shot, sounded like a firecracker. I looked over, I saw him, I could tell he was hit. I don't know why I didn't react. I should have reacted. I should have been running flat out. I just couldn't believe it. If only I'd reacted, I could have taken that shot. And that would have been all right with me.

Horrigan: What do you see when you're in the dark and the demons come?
Mitch Leary: I see you, Frank. I see you standing over the grave of another dead president.

Judge: Do you know it's against the law to hunt on Reservation land?
Joe Kidd: Well the deer didn't know where he was, and I wasn't sure either.

Sunny: What does a girl have to do to go to bed with you?
Harry Callahan: Try knocking on the door.

Harry Callahan: A man's got to know his limitations.

Lieutenant Briggs: Suppose they panic and start shooting?
Harry Callahan: Nothing wrong with shooting as long as the right people get shot!

Frankie Dunn: You wouldn't start training to be a ballerina at 31 now, would you?
Maggie Fitzgerald: Already been workin' it for three years.
Frankie Dunn: And you can't hit a speed bag? What kind of training is that?
Maggie Fitzgerald: I never had any, boss.
Frankie Dunn: Well, I hate to say it, but it shows.

Maggie Fitzgerald: You ever own a dog?
Frankie Dunn: No. Closest I ever came was a middleweight from Barstow.

Maggie Fitzgerald: You don't have to hang around all day.
Frankie Dunn: I like it here. I don't mind. In fact, if you weren't here, I'd come here anyway to read my books.

Maggie Fitzgerald: You got any family, boss?
Frankie Dunn: What?
Maggie Fitzgerald: You're spending so much time with me. I didn't know if you had any.
Frankie Dunn: Well, I've got a daughter, Katie.
Maggie Fitzgerald: Well that's family.
Frankie Dunn: We're not exactly close.
Maggie Fitzgerald: How much she weigh?
Frankie Dunn: What?
Maggie Fitzgerald: Trouble in my family comes by the pound.

Maggie Fitzgerald: I've got nobody but you, Frankie.
Frankie Dunn: Well, you've got me.

Frankie Dunn: I want you to jab, right in the tits, until they turn blue and fall off.