Clyde Barrow: This here's Miss Bonnie Parker. I'm Clyde Barrow. We rob banks.
Sen. Jay Billington Bulworth: All we need is a voluntary, free-spirited, open-ended program of procreative racial deconstruction. Everybody just gotta keep fuckin' everybody 'til they're all the same color.
Sen. Jay Billington Bulworth: I think it'd be a good idea to say "I'm sorry", huh?
Kid #1: Oh man, I waited my whole life for this moment.
Cop: I'm... sorry.
Sen. Jay Billington Bulworth: Say "No problem, Officer."
Kid #2: Go fuck your mama, you fucking pig cocksucker.
Sen. Jay Billington Bulworth: That's good enough.
Sen. Jay Billington Bulworth: You know, there's a lesson here, which is never try to make life or death decisions when you're feeling suicidal.
Sen. Jay Billington Bulworth: Miss, you be really honest with me and don't spare my feelings... do you have any more of the little crispy crab cakes?
Sen. Jay Billington Bulworth: We've got people in this country that can't even buy a meal! Ask a brother who's been downsized if he's gettin' any deal. Or a white boy bustin' ass till they put him in his grave, he ain't gotta be a black boy to be livin' like a slave.
Sen. Jay Billington Bulworth: I'm not sure you can get aids by burning down your house, but I get your point.
Reporter: Senator, do you plan to make rap a regular part of your campaign?
Sen. Jay Billington Bulworth: A part of my campaign? Now that just sounds insane.
Dick Tracy: Is the enemy of my enemy my friend, or the enemy of my friend my enemy?
Pat Patton: What?
Dick Tracy: Or enemy of my enemy my enemy?
Pat Patton: What'd he say?
Dick Tracy: The enemy of my enemy is my enemy.
Sam Catchem: He said the enemy of his enemy is his enemy.
Pat Patton: Oh.
Dick Tracy: No grief for Lips?
Breathless Mahoney: I'm wearing black underwear.
Dick Tracy: You know, it's legal for me to take you down to the station and sweat it out of you under the lights.
Breathless Mahoney: I sweat a lot better in the dark.
Tess Trueheart: You'll get Big Boy.
Dick Tracy: Big Boy's on the street and they want to stick me behind a desk?
Tess Trueheart: They believe in you, Tracy. They think if you're chief of police, the city'll be safe.
Dick Tracy: Tess, there's about as much chance of me getting behind a desk as there is of me getting a new girlfriend.
Breathless Mahoney: Thanks for calling. I was beginning to wonder what a girl had to do to get arrested.
Dick Tracy: Wearing that dress is a step in the right direction.
Joe Pendleton: We don't care how much it costs, just how much it makes. If it costs too much, we charge a penny more. Would you pay a penny to save a fish who thinks?
Joe Pendleton: Do I... play Polo?
Sisk: Not really, sir.
Joe Pendleton: She loves me, Mr. Jordan.
Mr. Jordan: Joe, you must abide by what is written.
Lilith Arthur: You've killed with these hands. Why?
Vincent Bruce: That's the business of a soldier.
Lilith Arthur: You must love your God a lot to kill for him and still go on loving him. I'd never ask that of a lover. I'd only ask his joy.
Louise Bryant: What as?
John Reed: Well, it's almost Thanksgiving. You could go as a turkey.
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