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Movie Quote of the Day – Days of Thunder, 1990 (dir. Tony Scott)


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Dr. Claire Lewicki: Boy, you’re very quick.
Cole Trickle: You oughta see me drive.

Movie Quote of the Day – Spy Game, 2001 (dir. Tony Scott)


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Nathan Muir: You just gave her four pieces of personal information for one dubious impersonal fact.
Tom Bishop: Just trying to find out where she got that dress.

Movie Quote of the Day – Top Gun, 1986 (dir. Tony Scott)


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Carole: Hey, Goose, you big stud!
Goose: That’s me, honey.
Carole: Take me to bed or lose me forever.
Goose: Show me the way home, honey.

 

Movie Quote of the Day – Domino, 2005 (dir. Tony Scott)


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Pat: How convenient. The morning you call in sick, I turn on the TV and see you all over Jerry Springer. Never heard of TiVo?
Lateesha Rodriguez: Think I can afford it? Give me a break, Pat. What do you want?
Pat: I got a call yesterday from our health care provider. They said you tried to pass your granddaughter off as Kee Kee down at City Terrace Community Hospital. They said you forged the age on the application for some sort of operation.
Lateesha Rodriguez: Motherfuckin’ HMOs don’t cover grandchildren. Now, what am I supposed to do? That fuckin’ operation is $300,000. Where am I gonna get the money, Pat?
Pat: Well, maybe you should’ve thought about that before you became a grandmother.
Lateesha Rodriguez: Fuck you.

Movie Quote of the Day – The Hunger, 1983 (dir. Tony Scott)


John: Forever…?
Miriam: What?
John: Forever and ever?

Movie Quote of the Day – True Romance, 1993 (dir. Tony Scott)


Alabama: Amid the chaos of that day, when all I could hear was the thunder of gunshots, and all I could smell was the violence in the air, I look back and am amazed that my thoughts were so clear and true, that three words went through my mind endlessly, repeating themselves like a broken record: you’re so cool, you’re so cool, you’re so cool. And sometimes Clarence asks me what I would have done if he had died, if that bullet had been two inches more to the left. To this, I always smile, as if I’m not going to satisfy him with a response. But I always do. I tell him of how I would want to die, but that the anguish and the want of death would fade like the stars at dawn, and that things would be much as they are now. Perhaps. Except maybe I wouldn’t have named our son Elvis.