Did you ever see a monk get wildly fucked by some teenage girls? So much for the monastery.
Nothing is impossible, Mr. Angier. What you want is simply expensive.
Some day it will be yours. The most fabulous diamond in all the world.
A diamond? In a ring?
Well, Ken, I’m going to ask you some questions while I eat my chips. First: Who was the philosopher who developed the concept of the Superman in Also Sprach Zarathustra? No? That’s a chip up the nose, I’m afraid. Friedrich Nietzsche. Next: In which book did Nietzsche claim that almost all higher culture is based on cruelty? Are you thinking or are you in mid-stutter? Beyond Good and Evil. Guess I’ll have to ask you an easy one, huh, Ken? OK. Um…let me think, let me think. Um…where are the diamonds?
I don’t understand you Olsen. A boring banquet and you bring me three thousand boring pictures. Yet Superman saves a man from drowning on 3rd Avenue this morning while you stand there watching the whole thing and you don’t even bring me one picture.
Look, you’re really cute, but I can’t understand what you’re saying. Say the first thing again.
Mumble, mumble, mumble. You’re a wonderful conversationist.
Look, maybe I didn’t say every single little tiny syllable, no. But basically I said them, yeah.
He said the enemy of his enemy is his enemy.
He tasks me. He tasks me and I shall have him! I’ll chase him 'round the moons of Nibia and 'round the Antares Maelstrom and 'round perdition’s flames before I give him up!
This week, each one of you has a homework assignment. You’re gonna go out, you’re gonna start a fight with a total stranger. You’re gonna start a fight and you’re gonna lose.
Wouldn’t want anyone thinking you’re intelligent, would you?
I can handle things! I’m smart! Not like everybody says… like dumb… I’m smart and I want respect!
I’m not like, gonna let someone else fuck my cousin, you know? If anyone’s gonna fuck my cousin, it’s gonna be me. Out of respect.
I understand. You found paradise in America, you had a good trade, you made a good living. The police protected you and there were courts of law. You didn’t need a friend like me. But, now you come to me, and you say: “Don Corleone, give me justice.” But you don’t ask with respect. You don’t offer friendship. You don’t even think to call me Godfather. Instead, you come into my house on the day my daughter is to be married, and you ask me to do murder for money.
My father made him an offer he couldn’t refuse.
You heard about the Chinese Godfather? He made them an offer they couldn’t understand.
I’m Detective Carter. Do you speak-a any English? Do you understand the words that are comin’ out of my mouth?
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