If you want justice, go to a whorehouse. If you wanna get fucked, go to court.
I want to make love with you, Wanda. I’m a good lover - at least, used to be, back in the early 14th century. Can we go to bed?
No one dislikes you, Wanda.
Love is too weak a word for what… I “lurve” you. I “loave” you. I “luff” you, with two "f"s.
Mawage. Mawage is wot bwings us togeder tooday. Mawage, that bwessed awangment, that dweam wifin a dweam… And wuv, tru wuv, will fowow you foweva… So tweasure your wuv.
I’m dreaming of a white Christmas.
I have a dream! … black people, white people… and even Chinese people can all gamble together without getting different chips!
But we don’t want the Irish!
How are things in Glocca Morra?
Shotgun blast Welcome to Scotland!
WHAM! Welcome to Earth!
Baby, come back from the clouds.
She can’t handle her shit, man. You know? She’s been, like, partying with the candy for ten, eleven days. And then the bitch crashes, and then she starts freaking out. Man, you know, she’ll split for a day or two then she’ll come back. She’s just spun.
In my book you are a tart! A tramp! A trollop! A… teenager.
I don’t think that there’s anything worse than being ordinary.
They’re the worst sort of Muggles imaginable.
The underprivileged are beating our goddamned brains out. You know what I say? Stick them in concentration camps, that’s what I say.
What else had I forgotten? What else would come back, knocking me off balance and reminding me how tenuous my grip on reality was?
OK, so what am I doing? [sees man, also running] Oh, I’m chasing this guy. [man shoots at Leonard] No … he’s chasing me.
I don’t mind a double-cross and I don’t mind a triple-cross, but see that you execute no quadruple-cross. For this, to me, is insincerity.