Can’t find it on Youtube, but in Jaws: Quint’s story of the Indianapolis.
Other People’s Money: Larry Garfield at the shareholder’s meeting.
Boiler Room: The recruitment speech.
Guess Who’s Coming To Dinner: Spencer Tracy.
Scent of a Woman: Hoo-Ah!
Gary Cooper: Howard Roark’s speech in The Fountainhead.
First one to come to mind: The Grapes of Wrath (1940) - I’ll Be There
Swordfish, great monologue by John Travolta.
I can’t link to videos from work…
Col. Nathan R. Jessup, A Few Good Men, “You can’t handle the truth!”
Blake, Glengarry Glen Ross, “Coffee is for closers”
Dr. Hill, Malice, “I am God”
Swimming to Cambodia
This one from Pulp Fiction, the dysentery line kills me.
Captain Koons: The way your dad looked at it, this watch was your birthright. He’d be damned if any slopes gonna put their greasy yellow hands on his boy’s birthright, so he hid it, in the one place he knew he could hide something: his ass. Five long years, he wore this watch up his ass. Then when he died of dysentery, he gave me the watch. I hid this uncomfortable piece of metal up my ass for two years. Then, after seven years, I was sent home to my family. And now, little man, I give the watch to you.
Alas, the Indianapolis speech has been one of the worst parts of that movie since I learned how inaccurate it is.
Came to share this one. Also, Walken’s other great Tarantino-scripted monologue from True Romance.
“You know, Sicilians, are great liars. The best, in the world. I’m Sicilian. My father was the world heavyweight champion of Sicilian liars. From growing up with him, I learned the pantomime. There are seventeen different things a guy can do when he lies, to give himself away. A guy’s got seventeen pantomimes. A woman’s got twenty, guy’s got seventeen. But, if you know them, like you know your own face, they’d be lie detectors all to hell. Now, what we got here, is a little game of show-and-tell: You don’t wanna’ show me nothing, but you’re telling me everything. I know you know where they are. So. Tell me. Before I do some damage, that you won’t walk away from.”
Al Pacino in Glengarry Glen Ross:
Roma: All train compartments smell vaguely of shit. It gets so you don’t mind it. That’s the worst thing that I can confess. You know how long it took me to get there? A long time. When you die you’re going to regret the things you don’t do. You think you’re queer? I’m going to tell you something: we’re all queer. You think you’re a thief? So what? You get befuddled by a middle-class morality? Get shut of it. Shut it out. You cheated on your wife? You did it, live with it. You fuck little girls, so be it.There’s an absolute morality? Maybe. And then what? If you think there is, then be that thing. Bad people go to hell? I don’t think so. If you think that, act that way. A hell exists on earth? Yes. I won’t live in it. That’s me. You ever take a dump made you feel like you’d just slept for twelve hours?
Network. Not the Howard Beale speech, the Arthur Jensen one:
“You have meddled with the primal forces of nature, Mr. Beale!”
"I want to ask you all to close your eyes while I tell you this story. I want you to listen to me, I want you to listen to yourselves. Go ahead, close your eyes please. This is a story about a little girl walking home from the grocery store one sunny afternoon. I want you to picture this little girl, suddenly a truck races up, two men jump out and grab her, they drag her into a nearby field and they tie her up, and rip her clothes from her body. Now they climb on, first one then the other… raping her…shattering everything innocent and pure with a vicious thrust in a fog of drunken breath and sweat. And when they’re done, after they killed her tiny womb, murdered any chance for her to bear children, to have life beyond her own, they decide to use her for target practice, so they start throwing full beer cans at her, they throw them so hard that it tears the flesh all the way to her bones, then they urinate on her. Now comes the hanging, they have a rope, they tie a noose, imagine the noose pulling tight around her neck and a sudden blinding jerk. She’s pulled into the air and her feet and legs go kicking and they don’t find ground. The hanging branch isn’t strong enough it snaps and she falls back to earth. So they pick her up throw her in the back of the truck and drive out to foggy creek bridge and pitch her over the edge and she drops some 30 feet down to the creek bottom below. Can you see her ? Her raped, beaten and broken body, soaked in their urine, soaked in their semen, soaked in her blood, left to die. Can you see her? I want you to picture that little girl.
“Now imagine she’s white.”
For this kind of thread, I always post a link to Colin’s Movie Monologue Page.
I also can’t access the link, but isn’t this:
…essentially this:
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Awesome quote.
“The world is full o’ complainers. An’ the fact is, nothin’ comes with a guarantee. Now I don’t care if you’re the pope of Rome, President of the United States or Man of the Year; somethin’ can all go wrong. Now go on ahead, y’know, complain, tell your problems to your neighbor, ask for help, ‘n watch him fly. Now, in Russia, they got it mapped out so that everyone pulls for everyone else… that’s the theory, anyway. But what I know about is Texas, an’ down here… you’re on your own.”
-Blood Simple
There are none better than Henry V Speech to the troops and whenever my spirits are low, I turn to it.
Hudson’s bravado in Aliens: