Quotes from John Turturro movies and TV shows

Barton Fink: I've always found that writing comes from a great inner pain.

Ben Geisler: Look, you confused? You need guidance? Talk to another writer.
Barton Fink: Who?
Ben Geisler: Jesus, throw a rock in here, you'll hit one. And do me a favor, Fink: throw it hard.

Barton Fink: Have you read the Bible, Pete?
Pete: Holy Bible?
Barton Fink: Yeah.
Pete: Yeah, I think so. Anyway, I've heard about it.

Barton Fink: Shouldn't your first duty be to your gift?

Barton Fink: I gotta tell you, the life of the mind... There's no roadmap for that territory... And exploring it can be painful.

Garland Stanford: The common man will still be here when you get back. Who knows, there may even be one or two of them in Hollywood.
Barton Fink: That's a rationalization, Garland.
Garland Stanford: Barton, it was a joke.

Barton Fink: W.P. Mayhew? The writer?
W.P. Mayhew: Just Bill, please.
Barton Fink: Bill! You're the finest novelist of our time.

Barton Fink: I don't like to discuss works in progress. If I let the words tumble out prematurely, it changes it, and I may never get it back.

Detective Mastrionotti: Fink. That's a Jewish name, isn't it?
Barton Fink: Yeah.
Detective Mastrionotti: Yeah, I didn't think this dump was restricted.

Detective Mastrionotti: You live in 621?
Barton Fink: Yeah.
Detective Deutsch: How long you been up there, Fink?
Barton Fink: A week, eight, nine days.
Detective Mastrionotti: Is this multiple choice?

Audrey Taylor: Barton, empathy requires understanding.
Barton Fink: What? What don't I understand?

Barton Fink: That son of a bitch! Don't get me wrong, he's a fine writer.

Barton Fink: I'm sorry if I let you down.
Jack Lipnick: You didn't let me down, Fink, or even Lou. We don't live or die by what you scribble. You let Ben Geisler down. He liked you, trusted you... and that's why he's gone, he's fired. That man had a heart as big as the all outdoors and you fucked him.

Luvven Coddle: I sense a - a yearning in you - a - a searching - almost - as if you're lost. You've been lost for a long, long time. Am I right?.. You found Jesus, Al.
Al Fountain: Why? Is he missing?

Al Fountain: I can't believe it. I've been looking all over for this place. I don't know why, really. I spent a couple of days there when I was a kid, and, and I just remember having a really good time.
Old Motel Clerk: Me, too. My brother and I drowned a cat there once.
Al Fountain: Is that right?

Volare: Do you realise what I was doing at the age of seven?
Roland T. Flakfizer: I can imagine and you must be thankful you didn't go blind.
Volare: I was dancing professionally.
Roland T. Flakfizer: Whatever you call it. Flogging the carrot, polishing the cuestick, choking the chicken, clearing the snorkel.

Usherette: Five and six.
Roland T. Flakfizer: Eleven. Now it's your turn: twenty-five and sixty-seven.

Roland T. Flakfizer: And she looks like she's about fifteen.
Lazlo: No, no, no.
Roland T. Flakfizer: Okay, fourteen then. In fact I know she's fourteen, because I was dating her a year ago.

Roland T. Flakfizer: Miss, these seats are dreadful. They're facing the stage.

Roland T. Flakfizer: I'm all out of American currency. Here, take a fistful of Romanian fifties.