Annie: Can you charade it to me?
Max: Charades? That’s some cute full-circle bullsh*t.
I’m going to make a Silent Movie!
We didn’t need dialogue. We had faces!
I love your funny face, your sunny, funny face.
I’m funny how, I mean funny like I’m a clown, I amuse you?
Are you not entertained?!
“Let me…” (bumpadabumpabadum on the rack toms) “…entertain you…”
-“BB”-
We’re going for the Full Monte!
He’s not the Messiah! He’s a very naughty boy!
So what? Big deal!
It’s the deal of the century!
Okay. But after you shake hands with him, l suggest you count your fingers.
Say how do you do, and shake hands; state your name and business! That’s manners!
Well, you take that up with the Devil when you run into him. You just chat it over at your leisure.
You don’t have to look very hard for heaven or hell. They’re right here on Earth. You make the choice, and I guess you just made it.
Prison should be frightening place. Let those criminals create their own hellhole.
Nobody goes to jail unless they want to. Unless they make themselves get caught.
RIP Ray Liotta
This room is a prison to me.
O God, I could be bounded in a nutshell, and count myself a king of infinite space, were it not that I have bad dreams.
We’re finally getting out of this turkey town, and now you wanna crawl back into your cell, right? You wanna end up like John? You just can’t stay seventeen forever.