Dune. "I'm from Iowa, I only work in space." (About the one and only good thing to come from that movie )
Hey, why am I Mr. Pink? Because you're a faggot. Why can't we pick our own colors? No way, no way. Tried it once, doesn't work. You got four guys all fighting over who's gonna be Mr. Black, but they don't know each other, so nobody wants to back down. No way. I pick. You're Mr. Pink. Be thankful you're not Mr. Yellow. Yeah, but Mr. Brown is a little too close to Mr. Shit. Mr. Pink sounds like Mr. Pussy. How 'bout if I'm Mr. Purple? That sounds good to me. I'll be Mr. Purple. You're not Mr. Purple. Some guy on some other job is Mr. Purple. Your Mr. PINK. Who cares what your name is? Yeah, that's easy for your to say, you're Mr. White. You have a cool-sounding name
Reservoir Dogs. Some wonderful dialogue in that movie. Here's class: "Are you threatening me?" "No, I'm threatening Carter."
