All the Monologues

A1. Seinfeld (Season 3 The Subway) Be Comfortable (112)

written by Larry Charles
George's voice: 'Make yourself comfortable'. Make myself comfortable. What does that
mean? Does she want me to take my clothes off? Is she taking her clothes off? What if I
take my clothes off and she still has hers' on? Then I really look like an idiot. She could
get offended and leave. So maybe I should leave them on, but what then if she takes her
off? Then she'll feel humiliated. 'Make yourself comfortable'. I got this unbelievable
woman and this 'comfortable'-thing can ruin me. I got it! I take my shoes off and sit on
the bed. There, that's comfortable. She can't accuse me being uncomfortable. Gotta tell
you, I'm pretty comfortable.
A2. The Empire Strikes Back (114)
written by Lawrence Kasdan & Leigh Brackett, story by George Lucas
Yoda: You cant? So certain are you. Always with you it cannot be done. Hear you nothing that I
say? It's too big? Size matters not. Look at me. Judge me by my size, do you? Hmm?
Hmm. And well you should not. For my ally is the Force, and a powerful ally it is. Life
creates it, makes it grow. Its energy surrounds us and binds us. Luminous beings are we,
not this crude matter. You must feel the Force around you; between you, me, the tree, the
rock, everywhere. Yes, even between the land and the ship. Try not. Do, or do not. There
is no try. Much to learn, you still have.

A3. 101 Dalmatians (114)
written by John Hughes, from the novel by Dodie Smith
Cruella De Vil: My Dalmatian puppy coat. The coat of dreams. The ultimate fur coat that
was denied me by that canine cabal, for which I have lost THREE YEARS OF MY
LIFE! You beasts! But I'm not beaten yet. You've won the battle, but I'm about to win the
wardrobe. My spotty puppy coat is in plain sight and leaving tracks. In a moment I'll have
what I came for, while all of you will end up as sausage meat, alone on some sad, plastic
plate. Dead and medium red. No friends, no family, no pulse. Just slapped between two
buns, smothered in onions, with fries on the side. Cruella De Vil has the last laugh!


A4. Pirates of the Carribean: At Worlds End (116)
written by Ted Elliott & Terry Rossio

Elizabeth Swann: Bloody pirates! This is madness. You will listen to me! LISTEN! The other
ships will still be looking to us, to the Black Pearl, to lead, and what will they see?
Frightened bilgerats aboard a derelict ship? No, no they will see free men and freedom!
And what the enemy will see, they will see the flash of our cannons, and they will hear
the ringing of our swords, and they will know what we can do! By the sweat of our brow
and the strength of our backs and the courage in our hearts! Gentlemen, hoist the colors!
If this is what it takes to get us out of it, then done! We will fight!

A5. Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone (120)
written by Steven Kloves, from the novel by J.K. Rowling
Prof. Snape: There will be no foolish wand-waving or silly incantations in this class. As
such, I don't expect many of you to appreciate the subtle science and exact art that is
potion making. However, for those select few who possess the pre-disposition, I can
teach you how to bewitch the mind and ensnare the senses; I can tell you how to bottle
fame, brew glory, and even put a stopper in death. Then again, maybe some of you have
come to Hogwarts in possession of abilities so formidable that you feel comfortable
enough to not pay attention. Mr. Potter, our new celebrity. Which one of you can tell me
the difference between an animagus and a werewolf? No one? How disappointing.

A6. The Lost Weekend (122)
written by Charles Brackett & Billy Wilder, from the novel by Charles R. Jackson
Don: It shrinks my liver, doesn't it? It pickles my kidneys, yes. But what does it do to my
mind? It tosses the sandbags overboard so the balloon can soar. Suddenly, I'm above the
ordinary. I'm competent, supremely competent. I'm walking a tightrope over Niagara
Falls. I'm one of the great ones. I'm Michelangelo, molding the beard of Moses. I'm Van
Gogh, painting pure sunlight. I'm Horowitz, playing the Emperor Concerto. I'm John
Barrymore before the movies got him by the throat. I'm Jesse James and his two brothers
- all three of 'em. I'm W. Shakespeare. And out there it's not Third Avenue any longer -
it's the Nile, Nat - the Nile - and down it moves the barge of Cleopatra.


A7. Groundhog Day (123)
written by Danny Rubin & Harold Ramis

Phil: Let me ask you a question. What would you do if you were stuck in one place and
every day was exactly the same and nothing you did mattered? What if there were no
tomorrow? No tomorrow? That means there'd be no consequences, no hangovers. We
could do whatever we wanted! It's the same thing your whole life: "Clean up your room!
Stand up straight! Pick up your feet! Take it like a man! Be nice to your sister! Don't mix
beer and wine ever! Don't drive on the railroad tracks!" I don't know, Gus. Sometimes I
think you just have to take the big chances. You make choices and you live with them.
I'm not going to live by their rules anymore!
A8. Fear & Loathing in Las Vegas (124)
written by Terry Gilliam, Tony Grisoni, Tod Davies, & Alex Cox, from the novel by
Hunter S. Thompson
Raoul Duke: How long could we maintain? I wondered. How long until one of us starts
raving and jabbering at this boy? What will he think then? This same lonely desert was
the last known home of the Manson family; will he make that grim connection when my
attorney starts screaming about bats and huge manta rays coming down on the car? If so,
well, we'll just have to cut his head off and bury him somewhere, 'cause it goes without
saying that we can't turn him loose. He'd report us at once to some kind of outback Nazi
law enforcement agency and they'll run us down like dogs. Jesus, did I just say that? Or
just think it? Was I talking? Did they hear me?

A9. Seinfeld (Season 2 The Statue) (125)
written by Larry Charles

Kramer: Let's go get him. You wanta go get him? I say we get him. I'm not happy about this..
I'm not happy about this Police! Open up! Freeze, mother! Shut up. Spread 'em. I said
spread 'em! (Looks around) You're in big trouble son. Burglary, grand larceny,
possession of stolen goods.. and uh, uh.. murder. Shut up! Keep 'em spread! Just make
love to that wall, pervert! Is your name Ray? Yeah, you're the punk I'm looking for. Yeah,
I'm a cop. I'm a good cop. I'm a damn good cop! Today's your lucky day, junior, 'cause
I'm gonna let you off with a warning. Any more of this criminal activity, and you'll be
sorry. You got me? Good. Good. Let's keep it that way.

A10. Field of Dreams (129)
written by Phil Alden Robinson; novel by W.P Kinsella
"Moonlight" Graham: Well, you know I never got to bat in the major leagues. I'd like to
have my chance just once, to stare down a big league pitcher, to stare him down and just
as he goes into his wind-up, wink, make him think you know something he doesn't. That's
what I wish. A chance to squint at the sky so blue that it hurts your eyes just to look at it.
To feel the tingle in your arms as you connect with the ball, to run the bases, stretch a
double into a triple, and flop face-first into third, wrap your arms around the bag. That's
my wish, Ray Kinsella, that's my wish. And is there enough magic out there in the
moonlight to make this dream come true?


A11. Blade Runner (130)
written by Hampton Fancher and David Peoples, from the novel by Philip K. Dick

Batty: Death Now it's my turn I'm gonna give you a few seconds before I come. One,
Two Three, Four. I'm coming Four, five. How to stay alive I can see you! Six!
Seven! Go to Hell or go to Heaven! I've done... questionable things. Nothing the God of
biomechanics wouldn't let you into heaven for. Quite an experience to live in fear, isn't it?
That's what it is to be a slave. Fiery the angels fell. Deep thunder rolled around their
shoulders... burning with the fires of Orc. I've seen things you people wouldn't believe.
Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion. I watched C-beams glitter in the dark near
the Tannhauser gate. All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain. Time to die.


B1. Pirates of the Carribean: At Worlds End (134)
written by Ted Elliott & Terry Rossio

Captain Jack Sparrow: Cuttlefish. Aye? Let us not dear friends...forget our dear friends the
cuttlefish. Flippin' glorious little sausages. Pen them up all together and they'll devour
each other without a seconds thought. Human nature isn't it? Or fish nature. So, yes we
could hole up here well provisioned and well armed, and half of us would be dead within
the month. Which seems rather grim to me either way you slice it. Or, as my learned
colleague so naively suggests, we can release Calypso, and pray that she will be merciful.
I rather doubt it. Can we believe that she is nothin yet but a woman scorned with fury
hell hath no!? No we cannot. So I agree with, and I cannot believe the words that are
coming out of me mouth........Captain Swann, we must fight!
B2. Masters of the Universe (137)
written by David Odell

Skeletor: People of Eternia! I stand before the Great Eye of the galaxy. Chosen by destiny
to receive the powers of Greyskull! This inevitable moment will transpire before your
eyes, even as He-Man himself bears witness to it. Now. I, Skeletor, am Master of the
Universe! Yes! Yes. I feel it, the power fills me. Yes, I feel the universe within me! I
am I am a part of the cosmos! The power flows, flows through me! Of what
consequence are you now? This planet, these people. They are NOTHING to me! The
universe is POWER! Real, unstoppable POWER! And I am that force! I am that power!
KNEEL BEFORE YOUR MASTER! Fool! You are no longer my EQUAL! I am more
than man! MORE THAN LIFE! I am a GOD! Now. You will KNEEEEEL!
KNEEEEL!!!
B3. Dead Poets Society (139)
written by Tom Schulman
Mr. Keating: I have a secret for you. Huddle Up...Huddle UP! We don't read and write
poetry because it's cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human
race. And the human race is filled with passion. Medicine, law, business these are all
noble pursuits necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, and love; these are
what we stay alive for. To quote from Whitman "Oh me. Oh life of the question of these
recurring of the endless trains of the faithless... of cities filled with the foolish. What
good amid these? Oh me. Oh life." "Answer...that you are here and life exists....You are
here. Life exists, and identity. The powerful play goes on and you may contribute a
verse." The powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse
be?

B4. Harold & Kumar Go to White Castle (145)
written by Jon Hurwitz & Hayden Schlossberg
Kumar: So, you think this is just about the burgers, huh? Let me tell you, it's about far more
than that. Our parents came to this country, escaping persecution, poverty and hunger.
Hunger, Harold. They were very, very hungry. They wanted to live in a land that treated
them as equals, a land filled with hamburger stands. And not just one type of hamburger,
okay? Hundreds of types with different sizes, toppings, and condiments. That land was
America! America, Harold! America! Now this is about achieving what our parents set
out for. This is about the pursuit of happiness. This night . . . is about the American
Dream! Dude, we can stay here, get arrested, and end our hopes of ever going to White
Castle. Or, we can take that hang glider and make our leap towards freedom. I leave the
decision up to you.








B5. The Muppet Movie (150)
written by Jack Burns

Kermit the Frog: What's the matter with you? You gotta be crazy chasin' me halfway across
the country. Why are you doin' this to me? I've got a dream too. But it's about singing and
dancing and making people happy. The kind of dream that gets better the more people
you share it with. And, well, I've found a whole bunch of friends who have the same
dream. And it kind of makes us like a family. You have anybody like that, Hopper? Once
you get all those restaurants who're you gonna share it with? Who are your friends, Doc?
Those guys? I think if you look in your heart... you'll find you really want to let me and
my friends go... to follow our dream. But if that's not the kind of man you are... and if
what I'm saying doesn't make any sense to you...well, then, go ahead and kill me.


B6. Seinfeld: (Season 7 - The Van Buren Boys) Pizza (150)
written by: Darin Henry

Kramer: Alright, so there I am at Lorenzo's - loading up my slice of the fixin's bar. Garlic,
and what-not... mmm, mmm... And I see this guy over at the pizza boxes giving me the
stink-eye. So I give him the crook-eye back, you know... Then, I notice that he's not
alone! I'm taking on the entire Van Buren Boys! Oh yeah, and they're just as mean as he
was! So, I make a move to the door, you know, pshwwww! They block it! So, I lunged
for the bathroom. I grab the knob - Occupado! Then they back me up against the cartoon
map of Italy, and all of the sudden, they just stop... Because I'm still holding the garlic
shaker... Yeah... like this... I'm only showing eight fingers. That's their secret sign! See,
Van Buren, he was the eighth President. They thought I was a former Van B. Boy!










B7. Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers (154)
written by Frances Walsh, Philippa Boyens, Stephen Sinclair, and Peter Jackson, from the
novel by J.R.R. Tolkien

Sam: I know. Its all wrong. By rights we shouldnt even be here. But we are. It's like in the
great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger they
were. And sometimes you didn't want to know the end. Because how could the end be
happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened?
But in the end, its only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass. A new
day will come. And when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer. Those were the
stories that stayed with you. That meant something, even if you were too small to
understand why. But I think, Mr. Frodo, I do understand. I know now. Folk in those
stories had lots of chances of turning back, only they didnt. They kept going, because
they were holding on to something.



B8. Seinfeld: (Season 4 - The Visa) Being On (157)
written by: Peter Mehlman

George: You would not believe what just happened. I was waiting for you and this woman
was sitting at the counter. Yeah, yeah, and we started talking, and she's this lawyer who's
incredible! Everything I said was funny! You know, she laughed at everything I said, she
thinks I'm hilarious. You know in a way, it was almost too good. I started so good, I can't
go any place but down now, ya know? I got no place to go. You see, this is what I do
with women. I start out too strong, now I have to become real, that's when it all falls apart.
What good is real? They don't want real, they want funny. Ooooh, yes they do. Ya gotta
put on a show, ya always gotta give them a big show. You always have to be 'on'
otherwise why would they like me? They'd just go for a better looking guy with more
money.



B9. Shakespeares Star Wars (160)
Written by Ian Doescher

Darth Vader: I turn to you, rebel. Aye, I lift your head above my own. You can now choose
to keep your secrets locked safe in your head, and therefore lose the life you hold dear, or
else to keep your head and, thus, your life. My patience runs quickly out much like the
sands across the dunes of the desert. So tell me, or else you die quick
And so another dies by my own hand, this hand, which is now encased in blackness. Oh
that the fingers of this wretched hand had not ever known the pain of suffering. But now
my path is joined with the dark and wicked menwhose hands and fingers move to
crush their foesare now my company. So shall my fingers always undertake to do more
evil, aye, and thismy hand shall do the Emperors bidding forevermore. And thus we
see how fingers presage death and hands become the instruments of Fate.




B10. Downfall (169)
written by Joachim Fest

Adolf Hitler: That was an order! Steiners attack was an order! How dare you ignore my
orders? Is this what it came to? The military, everybody lied to me. Even the SS. The
generals are no more than a bunch of disloyal cowards.Cowards, traitors, and
incompetentsThe generals are the scum of the German people! No sense of honor. You
call yourself general because you spent years at the academy where you only learnt to use
knife and fork. For years, the military obstructed me. All you ever did is thwart me. I
should have had all the high officers executed. Like Stalin did. I never went to the
academy. But I conquered all of Europe on my own. Traitors. Ive been betrayed and
deceived from the start. Such enormous betrayal of the German people. But all these
traitors will pay. With their own blood. They will drown in their own blood.All my
orders have been ignored. How can I be a leader under these circumstances? Its over.
The war is lost.



B11. The Muppet Movie (187)
written by Jack Burns

Kermit the Frog: I didnt promise anybody anything. What do I know about Hollywood
anyway? Just the dreams I got from sitting through too many double-features. So why did
you leave the swamp in the first place? Cause some agent fella said I had talent. Hmm.
He probably says that to everybody. On the other hand, if you hadnt left the swamp,
youd be feeling pretty miserable anyhow. Yeah, but then it would just be me feelin
miserable. Now I got a lady pig, and a bear and a chicken, a dog, a thing whatever
Gonzo is. Hes a little like a turkey. Yeah, a little like a turkey. But not much. No, I guess
not. Anyhow, I brought em all out here into the middle of nowhere. Its all my fault.
Still whether you promised them something or not, you gotta remember they wanted to
come. But thats because they believed in me. No, they believed in the dream. Well, so
do I, but You do? Yeah! Of course I do. Well then? Well, thenI guess I was wrong
when I said I never promised anyone. I promised me.

B12. Seinfeld: (Season 7 - The Showerhead) Fired (191)
written by: Peter Mehlman & Marjorie Gross

Peterman: I'm afraid I have some bad news, Elaine. It appears you will not be
accompanying me to Africa. I'm afraid it's your urine, Elaine. You tested positive for
opium. That's right, Elaine. White lotus. Yam-yam. Shanghai Sally. Not a chance. I'm
afraid I'll just have to find someone else to accompany me on my journey. The Dark
Continent is no place for an addict, Elaine. Not on my watch! I won't have you turning
my office into a den of iniquity! Get your fix somewhere else! Elaine, you're out of
control. You need help. I know what you're going through. I too once fell under the spell
of opium. It was 1979. I was travelling the Yangtzee in search of a Mongolian horsehair
vest. I had got to the market after sundown, all of the clothing traders had gone, but a
different sort of trader still lurked about. "Just a taste," he said. That was all it took. Oh,
Elaine. The toll road of denial is a long and dangerous one. The price? Your soul! Oh,
and by the way, you have til' 5:00 to clear out your desk. You're fired!



C1. Fear & Loathing in Las Vegas (206)
written by Terry Gilliam, Tony Grisoni, Tod Davies, & Alex Cox, from the novel by Hunter S.
Thompson

Raoul Duke: Strange memories on this nervous night in Las Vegas. Has it been five years? Six? It
seems like a lifetime. The kind of peak that never comes again. San Francisco in the middle
60's was a very special time and place to be a part of. But no explanation, no mix of words
or music or memories can touch that sense of knowing that you were there and alive, in
that corner of time in the world Whatever it meant. There was madness in any direction.
At any hour, you could strike sparks anywhere. There was a fantastic universal sense that
whatever we were doing was right. That we were winning. And that I think was the handle.
That sense of inevitable victory over the forces of old and evil. Not in any mean or military
sense. We didnt need that. Our energy would simply prevail. We had all the momentum.
We were riding the crest, of a high and beautiful wave. So now, less than five years later,
you go up on a steep hill in Las Vegas and look west. And with the right kind of eyes you
can almost see the high watermark that place where the wave finally broke and rolled
back.

C2. William Shakespeare's Star Wars (209)
written by Ian Doescher

Luke: Adventure I have asked for in this life, and now I have too much of my desire. My soul
within me weeps; my mind, it runs to a thousand, thousand varied paths. My uncle Owen
and my aunt Beru. Have they been cruelly killed for what I want? So never will I want again
if in the wanting all I love is to be destroyed. Oh god! Adventure! Evil trick of boyhoods
mind that one should ever seek to have adventure when one has a home a family so kind
and full of love, good, steady work, and vast, abundant crops why would one give up all
this gentle life for that one beastly word: adventure? No! But soft, my soul, be patient and
be wise. The sands of time never turned backward yet, and forward marches Fate, not the
reverse. So while I cannot wish for them to live, I can commit my life to their peace. So I
shall undertake to do them proud and take whatever adventure comes my way. It is now my
burden, so Ill wear it well, and give my life to the great Rebellion. A Jedi I shall be, in all
things brave. And then they shall be honored in their grave.


C3. A Few Good Men (210)
written by Aaron Sorkin

Jessep: You can't handle the truth! Son, we live in a world that has walls. And those walls have
to be guarded by men with guns. Who's gonna do it? You? You, Lt. Weinberg? I have a
greater responsibility than you can possibly fathom. You weep for Santiago and you curse
the Marines. You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what I know: that
Santiago's death, while tragic, probably saved lives. And my existence, while grotesque and
incomprehensible to you, saves lives...You don't want the truth. Because deep down, in
places you don't talk about at parties, you want me on that wall. You need me on that wall.
We use words like honor, code, loyalty...we use these words as the backbone to a life spent
defending something. You use 'em as a punchline. I have neither the time nor the inclination
to explain myself to a man who rises and sleeps under the blanket of the very freedom I
provide, then questions the manner in which I provide it! I'd rather you just said thank you
and went on your way. Otherwise, I suggest you pick up a weapon and stand a post. Either
way, I don't give a damn what you think you're entitled to!

C4. Groundhog Day (211)
written by Danny Rubin & Harold Ramis

Ned: Phil? Hey! Phil? Phil? Phil Connors, Phil Connors I thought that was you. Hey, hey. Now
don't you tell me you don't remember me because I sure as heck-fire remember you! Ned!
Ryerson!! Needle-nosed Ned, Ned the head, come on buddy, Case Western High! Ned
Ryerson... I did the whistling belly button trick at the high school talent show - BING! Ned
Ryerson got the shingles real bad senior year almost didn't graduate - BING again! Ned
Ryerson I dated your sister Mary Pat a couple times til you told me not to anymore... well?
BING! Do you have life insurance? Cause if you do, you can always use a little more. Am I
right, or am I right or am I right? Right? Right? Right? Hey, that's all right! I'll walk with you.
You know whenever I see an opportunity now I charge it like a bull! "Ned the Bull", that's
me now. You know I've got friends of mine who live and die by the actuarial tables and I say,
"Hey! Its all one big crap shoot any hoot." Tell me, have you ever heard of single premium
life? Because I think that really could be the ticket for you-- oh, god! It is SO good to see
you!


C5. The Devil's Advocate (219)
written by Tony Gilroy

John Milton: Who are you carrying all those bricks for anyway? God? Is that it? God? Well, I tell
ya, let me give you a little inside information about God. God likes to watch. Hes a
prankster. Think about it. He gives man instincts. He gives you this extraordinary gift and
then what does He do? I swear, for His own amusement, His own private cosmic gag reel,
He sets the rules in opposition. Its the goof of all time. Look, but dont touch. Touch, but
dont taste. Taste, dont swallow. And while youre jumpin from one foot to the next, what
is He doin? Hes laughin His sick, freakin ass off. Hes a tight-ass. Hes a sadist. Hes an
absentee landlord. Worship that? Never! Why not? Im here on the ground with my nose
in it since the whole thing began! Ive nurtured every sensation man has been inspired to
have! I cared about what he wanted and I never judged him. Why? Because I never rejected
him, in spite of all his imperfections! Im a fan of man! Im a humanist. Maybe the last
humanist. Who, in their right mind, Kevin, could possibly deny the 20th century was entirely
mine? All of it, Kevin! All of it! Mine! Im peaking, Kevin. Its my time now. Its our time.

C6. Seinfeld: The Visa (The Baseball Camp Brouhaha) (222)
written by: Peter Mehlman

Kramer: Well, the camp ended a few days early. Uh, well there was an incident. I punched
Mickey Mantle in the mouth. Yeah, I punched him and they took him to the hospital and
then they canceled the rest of the week. Mickey Mantle... Well, you know, we were playing
a game and, you know, I was pitching, and I was really throwing some smoke. And Joe
Pepitone, he was up, and man that guy, you know, he was crowding the plate. Yeah, well,
Joe Pepitone or not, I own the inside of that plate. So I throw one, you know, inside, you
know, a little chin music, put him right on his pants. Cause I gotta intimidate when I'm on
the mound. Well the next pitch, he's right back in the same place. So, I had to plunk him. Oh
yeah. Well, he throws down his bat, he comes racing up to the mound. Next thing, both
benches are cleared, you know? A brouhaha breaks out between the guys in the camp, you
know, and the old Yankee players, and as I'm trying to get Moose Skowron off of one of my
teammates, you know, somebody pulls me from behind, you know, and I turned around and
I popped him. I looked down, and whoa man, it's Mickey. I punched his lights out.

C7. Fear & Loathing in Las Vegas (227)
written by Terry Gilliam, Tony Grisoni, Tod Davies, & Alex Cox, from the novel by Hunter S.
Thompson

Raoul Duke: We were somewhere around Barstow, on the edge of the desert, when the drugs
began to take hold. I remember saying something like "I feel a bit light headed, maybe you
should drive...." And suddenly there was a terrible roar all around us and the sky was full of
what looked like huge bats, all swooping and screeching and diving around the car, and a
voice was screaming: "Holy Jesus! What are these goddamn animals?" Never mind, it's your
turn to drive." No point in mentioning those bats, I thought, the poor bastard will see them
soon enough. We had two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of
high powered blotter acid, a salt shaker half full of cocaine, and a whole galaxy of multi-
colored uppers, downers, screamers, laughers... and also a quart of tequila, a quart of rum,
a case of beer, a pint of raw ether and two dozen amyls. Not that we needed all this for the
trip, but once you get locked in a serious drug collection, the tendency is to push it as far as
you can. The only thing that worried me was the ether. There is nothing in the world more
helpless and irresponsible and depraved than a man in the depths of an ether binge. And I
knew we'd get into that rotten stuff pretty soon.
C8. Inspirational Speech from movie quotes: (227)

Shame on you. This could be the greatest night of our lives, but you're going to let it be the
worst. And I guarantee a week won't go by in your life you won't regret walking out, letting
them get the best of you. Well, I'm not going home. We've come too far! And I'm going to
stay right here and fight for this lost cause. A day may come when the courage of men fails...
but it is not THIS day. The line must be drawn HERE. This far, no further! I'm not saying it's
going to be easy. You're going to work harder than you ever worked before. But that's fine,
we'll just get tougher with it! If a person grits his teeth and shows real determination, failure
is not an option. That's how winning is done! I say to you what every warrior has known
since the beginning of time: you've got to get mad. I mean plum mad dog mean. If you
would be free men, then you must fight to fulfill that promise! Let us cut out their living guts
one inch at a time, and they will know what we can do! Let no man forget how menacing we
are. We are lions! This is YOUR time! Seize the day, never surrender, victory or death...
Who's with me? Alright! Let's fly!


C9. Seinfeld: Season 3 The Subway (228)
written by: Larry Charles

Elaine: Oh, this is great. This is what I need, just what I need. Ok, take it easy I'm sure it's
nothing. Probably rats on the track, we're stopping for rats. God, it's so crowded. How can
there be so many people? This guy really smells, doesn't anyone use deodorant in the city?
What is so hard, you take the cap off, you roll it on. What's that? I feel something rubbing
against me. Disgusting animals, these people should be in a cage. We are in a cage. What if I
miss the wedding? I got the ring. What'll they do? You can't get married without the ring.
Oh, I can't breathe, I feel faint. Take it easy, it'll start moving soon. Think about the people
on the concentration camps, what they went through. And hostages, what would you do if
you were a hostage? Think about that. This is nothing. No, it's not nothing, it's something.
It's a nightmare! Help me! Move it! Come on! Move this thing!! Why isn't it moving?!? What
can go wrong with a train!?! It's on tracks, there's no traffic! How can a train get stuck. Step
on the gas!! What could it be? You'de think the conductor would explain it to us? 'I'm sorry
there's a delay we'll be moving in 5 minutes'!! I wanna hear a voice... What's that on my
leg?!!



C 10. A Sacrifice of a Young Girl (228)
written by Jin Young Sook, 2nd grade Hanseong Womens Middle School. April 19, 1960.

Please understand my leaving without seeing you because there is no time. I will fight them in the
demonstration against the election rigging til the end. Now, all my friends and I, as well as other
fellow students of Korea, are shedding blood for the democracy in this country. Mother, please do
not blame me for joining the protesters. If we dont, who will stand against them and march in the
street? I know I am too young. But, I know what we need to do for the country and her people. All
my colleagues and I are ready to sacrifice ourselves for our cause, which I am willing to do myself. I
would have no regrets even if my joining the protests on the street claims my life. Mother, even
though it would be such a grievance for you if anything happens to me, I beg you rejoice it instead of
crying, for the sake of the liberation and the future of our people. My heart is already racing down to
the street. It is even difficult for me to keep my hand steady at this very moment. Please take care of
yourself, mother. Once again, I would like to assure you that I am ready to sacrifice myself. Please
forgive me concluding this letter so hurriedly, as there is not enough time for all of us.



C11. Seinfeld (Season 5 The Fire) The Toe (241)
written by: Larry Charles

Kramer: Toby, she got so upset, she ran out of the building and a street sweeper ran over her
foot and severed her pinky toe. After the ambulance left, I found the toe! So I put it in a
Cracker Jack box, filled it with ice, and took off for the hospital. I jumped on the bus. I told
the driver, "I got a toe here, buddy - step on it." Yeah, yeah, then all of a sudden, this guy
pulls out a gun. I knew any delay is gonna cost her her pinky toe, so I got out of the seat and
I started walking towards him. He says, "Where do you think you're going, Cracker Jack?" I
said, "Well, I got a little prize for ya, buddy -- knocked him out cold! Then everybody is
screamin,' because the driver, he's passed out from all the commotion...the bus is out of
control! So, I grab him by the collar, I take him out of the seat, I get behind the wheel and
now I'm drivin' the bus. Yeah! Yeah! I am Batman. Then the mugger, he comes to, and he
starts chokin' me! So I'm fightin' him off with one hand and I kept drivin' the bus with the
other, y'know? Then I managed to open up the door, and I kicked him out the door with my
foot, you know - at the next stop people kept ringin' the bell!







C12. Fritz the Cat (251)
written by Ralph Bakshi, from the comic books by R. Crumb

Fritz: Oh, yes, yes, I remember the time when it was all very inspiring and enlightening. You
think learning is a really big thing and you become this big intellectual and sit around trying
to out intellectual all the other big intellectuals. You spend years and years with your nose
buried in these books while the world is passin' you by. All this stuff to see and all the kicks
and all the girls are out there and me, a writer and a poet who should be havin' adventures
and experience and all of the adversities and paradoxes and ironies of life. And passin' over
all the roads of the world. And diggin' all the cities and towns and rivers and oceans. Oh God.
As a writer and a poet, it is my duty to get out there and dig the world. To swing the whole
friggin' scene while there's still time, man! My fartin' around days are over, baby! From this
day on, I shall live every day as if it was my last. Yeah, yeah, I must do it. No more of the
dreary boring classes, the dismal lectures, the sitting around bullshittin' with pretentious
fatass hippies! No more of the books! Ha, ha! Oh my God, what have I done? I set all my
notes and books and stuff on fire and, uh, now I can't study for my exams. I'll flunk out and
my folks will be pissed off as hell! I'll get a blanket! Blanket's on fire!!!







C13. Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl (274)
written by Ted Elliott & Terry Rossio

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C13. Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl (274)
written by Ted Elliott & Terry Rossio

Captain Barbossa: This is Aztec gold. One of 882 identical pieces they delivered in a stone chest
to Corts himself. Blood money paid to stem the slaughter he wreaked upon them with his
armies. But the greed of Corts was insatiable. So the heathen gods placed upon the gold a
terrible curse. Any mortal that removes but a single piece from that stone chest shall be
punished for eternity. Buried on an island of dead what cannot be found, except Find it,
we did. There be the chest. Inside be the gold. And we took em all. We spent em and
traded em and frittered em away on drink and food and pleasurable company. The more
we gave em away, the more we came to realize the drink would not satisfy, food turned to
ash in our mouths and all the pleasurable company in the world could not slake our lust. We
are cursed men, Miss Turner. But there is one way we can end our curse. All the scattered
pieces of the Aztec gold must be restored and the blood repaid. Thanks to ye, we have the
final piece. Look! The moonlight shows us for what we really are. We are not among the
living and so we cannot die, but neither are we dead. For too long Ive been parched of
thirst and unable to quench it. Too long Ive been starving to death and havent died. I feel
nothing not the wind on my face nor the spray of the sea, nor the warmth of a womans
flesh. You best start believing in ghost stories Miss Turner. Youre in one! Hahahahaha!



C14. William Shakespeare's Star Wars: Verily, A New Hope (278)
written by Ian Doescher

Luke Skywalker: Friends, rebels, star-fighters, lend me your ears. Do not wish we had a single
fighter more. If we are marked to die, we are enough to make our planets proud. But should
we win, we fewer rebels share the greater fame. We all have sacrificed for this cause. You
all know well the family I have lost. My uncle dear and aunt beloved, aye both, and then a
great mentor, a powerful friend. As massive is the grief I feel for them, I know full well
theyd not have me back down. The princess has lost a planet, with friends and family
alikehow great her pain! And yet as grave as that emotion is, she knows they would have
her lead us still. And you, you goodly men and women too, you all have lived and loved and
lost as well, your stories are with mine one and the same. For all of us have known of grief
and joy. And everyone has come to this day not so that we may turn our backs and flee, but
that we may show a greater courage, both for ourselves and those we left behind. So let us
not wish further ships were here. And you, you brave souls, have your memories of your
great exploits in your own homelands, so think on them and let your valor rise, for with the
Force and bravery we win. O! Great shall be the triumph of that hour when the arrogant,
powerful Empire felled by simple hands of rebels, is shown the might of our good company!
For never shall rebellion see a time more glorious than our strong attack today!