Joe Patroni: Y'know, sometimes the public's right to know gives me a huge pain in the ass.
Oringer: Is there much damage?
Joe Patroni: No, not much, theres just a hole where the pilots usually sit.
Dragline: He was smiling... That's right. You know, that, that Luke smile of his. He had it on his face right to the very end. Hell, if they didn't know it 'fore, they could tell right then that they weren't a-gonna beat him. That old Luke smile. Oh, Luke. He was some boy. Cool Hand Luke. Hell, he's a natural-born world-shaker.
Dragline: That's my darling Luke. He grins like a baby but bites like a gator.
Dragline: [Watching the woman washing her car] Hey, Lord... whatever I done, don't strike me blind for another couple of minutes.
Sgt. Lew Slade: Earthquakes bring out the worst in some people.
Ben Bowman: Wanna Beer?
Jonathan Hemlock: You gonna call room service?
Ben Bowman: We got beer.
Jonathan Hemlock: If you hauled beer up this rock you're insane.
Ben Bowman: I may be insane, but I'm not stupid. I didn't carry it, you did! It's in your pack.
Jonathan Hemlock: Christ, I ought'a throw you off this pillar! Besides, it's warm.
Ben Bowman: Oh I'm sorry, I thought you'd draw the line on haulin' ice.
Woman Journalist: Tell me, Mr. Bowman, in your opinion do these men climb to prove their manhood, or is it more a matter of compensating for inferiority feelings?
Ben Bowman: Lady, why don't you go get yourself screwed. It would do you a lot of good.
Ben Bowman: John, do what I tell you. Cut the rope above you.
Ben Bowman: He looks like he could change a nine-dollar bill in threes.
Ben Bowman: What got into Jean-Paul?
Dr. Jonathan Hemlock: I don't know. A little jumpy, I guess.
Ben Bowman: You been jumping his wife?
Dr. Jonathan Hemlock: No, why?
Ben Bowman: You sure?
Dr. Jonathan Hemlock: Well, I think it's something I'd know.
Jim Bennett: I'll do the best I can. You can go knowing that, okay?
Ed: You're me now... if you'll have it.
Ed Hocken: We heard about you and Jane.
Frank Drebin: Jane, Jane. That name will always remind me of her.
Red Leary: Go... fuck... a duck.
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