Tarantino + 007 = Good Times!

Jesus: “Judas, what do I look like?”
Judas: “Well…”
Jesus:“WHAT DO I LOOK LIKE?”
Judas:"Well, you’re…’’
Jesus:"Do I look like a Bitch?
Judas:“No”
Jesus:“Then why are you trying to fuck me?”

And of course, at the last supper, Peter talks about why he doesn’t tip the waiter.
“Hey, when I go out to eat, I want my wineglass refilled at least 6 times”

Jesus: “Here are your names…Peter, Simon, John, James, Matthew, Andrew, James, Phillip, Thaddaeus, Bartholmew, and Judas”
Peter: “Why am I peter?”
Jesus: “Because you’re a fucking hard rock, okay?”
Peter: “Well, can’t I be Paul or something like that?”
Jesus: “You can’t be Paul because some other Apostle in some other area is called Paul. No, you’re Peter!”
John:“Who cares what your name is?”
Peter: “That’s easy for you to say. You have a cool sounding name”.
Judas: “Judas? Isn’t that a little close to Brutus?”
Peter: “Why can’t we pick our own names?”
Jesus: “I tried that. It doesn’t work. Everyone wants to be Ringo and they get into a fight about it”.

And the scene where Barrabas tries to rob the last supper with his girlfriend.

“Alright, everyone be cool, this is a heresy!”
“Any of your pricks move, and I’ll excommunicate every last one of ya!”

Barrabas: What’s in the bag?
Jesus: My Father’s dirty laundry.
Barrabas: Your Father gives you his dirty laundry?
Jesus: When He wants it washed whiter than snow.
Barrabas: Sounds like a shite job, mate.
Jesus: Funny, I was thinking the same thing…


Saul: Jesus, if you give him that bag of silver, I’m gonna whip him on general principle.
Jesus: Mary, no, no, keep the whip on me – keep the whip on me – SAUL, SHUT THE FUCK UP!@!!


Jesus: The Truth is, you’re the Meek – And I am come to you not as a Lamb, but as a Sword. But I’m tryin’ – I’m trying real hard to be the shepherd.
Barrabas: (Speaking up) But you can’t be the shepherd, that’s your father’s job, idnit? You’ve got to be the Lamb. Won’t that mean you’ll have to give up your dream of wandering the wilderness have to sacrifice yourself for the sins of the world and all that?
Jesus: You’re right. What the hell am I going being the Lamb of the World? (Gives Barrabas the satchel) We’re fucking switching. I’m wandering the land getting into adventures, YOU deliver unto my Father this sinner’s soul!

Well, now isn’t that a humorous typo? :smack:

Jesus: So when do we do this?
Pontius Pilate: It all depends on when do you want to die? Tomorrow? The day after tomorrow?
Jesus: How about tonight, bitch?
Pontius Pilate: Splendid, where?

Peter
So if you’re quitting the life,
what’ll you do?

                              Jesus
                   That's what I've been sitting here
                   contemplating.  First, I'm gonna
                   deliver this bag to my father.
                   Then, basically, I'm gonna walk the
                   earth.

                              Peter
                   What do you mean, walk the earth?

                              Jesus
                   You know, like Caine in the beginning. 

                              Peter
                   How long do you intend to walk the
                   earth?

                              Jesus
                   Until God puts me where he want me
                   to be.

                              Peter
                   What if he never does?

                              Jesus
                   If it takes forever, I'll wait
                   forever.

                              Peter
                   So you decided to be a bum?

                              Jesus
                   I'll just be the lamb, Peter -- no
                   more, no less.

                              Peter
                   No, Jesus, you're gonna be like
                   those pieces of shit out there who
                   beg for change.  They walk around
                   like a bunch of fuckin' zombies,
                   they sleep in garbage bins, they
                   eat what I throw away, and dogs
                   piss on 'em.  They got a word for
                   'em, they're called bums.  And
                   without a job, residence, or legal
                   tender, that's what you're gonna be
                   -- a fuckin' bum!