Quotes from Edward Furlong movies and TV shows

Seth: Who do you hate, Danny?
Danny Vinyard: I hate anyone that isn't White Protestant.
Seth: Why?
Danny Vinyard: They're a burden to the advancement of the White race. Some of them are all right, I guess.
Seth: None of 'em are fucking all right, Danny, OK?

Jacob Ryan: That's juts a bunch of sentimental bullshit.
Carolyn Ryan: Wait, sentimental bullshit.
Jacob Ryan: Yeah everyone's parents say that.
Carolyn Ryan: Oh really, and do everyone's parent destroy evidence and lie... to the police?

Hawk: Only a car full of Stellas and Guidos would ride your ass on a 2-lane highway and honk.

Hawk: So, you grounded because of what happened last night, or what, man?
Jam: No, yeah. But, uhh, has that ever stopped me before?

Hawk: Quite a night. So far you've seen me and my dick throw up.

Hawk: Yeah, we're here to take out friend Jam here to the big, satanic kiss concert, if that's okay with you.
Father Phillip McNulty: Satan? Satan? Santa. They're the same letters... they're the same guy.

Guido: Have you learned your lesson yet, puke?
Hawk: If the lesson is you're a dick with ears and a really bad haircut, I'd say yeah. I've learned my lesson.

Hawk: How's it hanging, Padre?
Father Phillip McNulty: Whoa, I just heard you talking through my nose. Is it possible my nose has ear drums?.. Nose drums.

Hawk: Will you guys quit the mom-bashing? I mean, look, look, Lex's mom is cool because she lets us spend the night, and if it wasn't for your mom, Trip, we wouldn't have smoked that fine Panama Red last night! So, leave the women who gave you life out of it, they're both cool in my book.

Pecker: I love you Shelley! I love you more than Kodak.

John Connor: We've got company.
Miles Dyson: Police?
Sarah Connor: How many?
John Connor: Uh, all of them, I think.

John Connor: We're not gonna make it, are we? People, I mean.
The Terminator: It's in your nature to destroy yourselves.
John Connor: Yeah. Major drag, huh?

Sarah Connor: Keep it under 65. We don't want to be pulled over.
The Terminator: Affirmative.
John Connor: No, no, no, no. You gotta listen to the way people talk. You don't say "affirmative" or some shit like that. You say, "No problemo." If someone comes off to you with an attitude, you say "Eat me." And if you want to shine 'em on it's, "Hasta la vista, baby."
The Terminator: Hasta la vista, baby.
John Connor: Yeah. Or, "Later dickwad." If someone gets upset you say, "Chill out." Or you can do combinations.
The Terminator: "Chill out...dickwad."
John Connor: That's great! See, you're getting it.
The Terminator: No problemo.

John Connor: You just can't go around killing people.
The Terminator: Why?
John Connor: What do you mean why? 'Cause you can't.
The Terminator: Why?
John Connor: Because you just can't, OK? Trust me on this.

John Connor: Where are we going?
Terminator: We have to get out of the city immediately and avoid the authorities.
John Connor: Listen, I need to stop by my house. I want to pick up some stuff before we leave.
Terminator: Negative. The T-1000 will definitely try to reacquire you there.
John Connor: Are you sure?
Terminator: I would.

John Connor: Jesus, you were going to kill that guy!
The Terminator: Of course. I'm a terminator.

John Connor: Can you learn stuff you haven't been programmed with? So you can be, you know, more human? And not such a dork all the time?

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John Connor: Is it dead?
The Terminator: Terminated.

Sarah Connor: It's over.
The Terminator: No. There's one more chip. And it must be destroyed also. Here. I cannot self-terminate. You must lower me into the steel.
John Connor: No.
The Terminator: I'm sorry, John. I'm sorry.
John Connor: No, it'll be OK! Stay with us! It'll be OK!
The Terminator: I have to go away.
John Connor: No, don't do it! Please don't go!
The Terminator: I must go away, John.
John Connor: No! No, wait, wait! You don't have to do this!
The Terminator: I'm sorry.
John Connor: No, don't do it! Don't go!
The Terminator: It has to end here.
John Connor: I order you not to go! I order you not to go! I order you not to go!
The Terminator: I know now why you cry, but it's something I can never do.

John Connor: I need a minute here! You're telling me that this thing can imitate anything it touches?
The Terminator: Anything it samples by physical contact.
John Connor: Get real! Like it could disguise itself as a pack of cigarettes?
The Terminator: No, only an object of equal size.
John Connor: Well why doesn't it just become a bomb or something to get me?
The Terminator: It can't form complex machines. Guns and explosives have chemicals, moving parts. It doesn't work that way. But it can form solid metal shapes.
John Connor: Like what?
The Terminator: Knives and stabbing weapons.