NEW! Speak to me in Movie quotes

The girl can sing… About that I was never wrong.

Sing, my angel of music!

You know how to whistle, don’t you Steve? You just put your lips together and blow.

Blech! My lips touched dog lips! Blech! Ugh! Poison! Dog lips! Blech! Ugh!

Disgusting! You don’t expect me to eat fish that’s been eating worms, do you?

Waiter! There are snails on her plate! Now get them out of here before she sees them!

Do you consider the eating of oysters to be moral and the eating of snails to be immoral?

  • Oh, bite the weenie, Riz.
  • With relish.
  • OK, I’ll make it as easy for you as I can. I’d like an omelette, plain, and a chicken salad sandwich on wheat toast, no mayonnaise, no butter, no lettuce, and a cup of coffee.
  • A number two, a chicken salad sand. Hold the butter, the lettuce, and the mayonnaise, and a cup of coffee. Anything else?
  • Yeah, now all you have to do is hold the chicken, bring me the toast, give me a check for the chicken salad sandwich, and you haven’t broken any rules.

And two hard boiled eggs.

I can eat fifty eggs.

Eggses! Wet, crunchy little eggses! Grandmother taught us how to suck them, yes!

Po-tay-toes! Boil 'em, mash 'em, stick 'em in a stew!

I’ve decided to retire and let myself go. I’ll have potatoes for lunch and potatoes for dinner and beer.

This movie was shot in 3B - three beers - and it looks good, eh?

Look around, Lorne. You haven’t locked the script, your crew is in open rebellion.

  • Audience? What audience? Audience?
  • You knew there was an audience. What did you think those seats were for?
  • I haven’t performed in front of an audience in 28 years! Audience? I played a butler. I had one line! I forgot it.
  • Don’t worry, this is gonna be easy.
  • For you, maybe. Not for me. I’m not an actor, I’m a movie star!

When the butler is back to refresh the teapots, he says, cool as a cucumber : “Dinner will be served at the usual time, my lord. And I am pleased to say there will be no discernible traces left of the recent occurrence by that time.”

What does it feel like to raise a white child when your own child’s at home being looked after by somebody else?

I was born a poor black child.