From True Romance Apologies for the video quality... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TB73Ko12yiQ INT. BAR - NIGHT A smoky cocktail bar downtown Detroit. CLARENCE WORLEY, a young hipster hepcat, is trying to pick up an older lady named LUCY. She isn't bothered by him, in fact, she's a little charmed. But, you can tell, that she isn't going to leave her barstool. CLARENCE In "Jailhouse Rock" he's everything rockabilly's about. I mean he is rockabilly: mean, surly, nasty, rude. In that movie he couldn't give a fuck about anything except rockin' and rollin', livin' fast, dyin' young, and leaving a good-looking corpse. I love that scene where after he's made it big he's throwing a big cocktail party, and all these highbrows are there, and he's singing, "Baby You're So Square... Baby, I Don't Care". Now, they got him dressed like a dick. He's wearing these stupid-lookin' pants, this horrible sweater. Elvis ain't no sweater boy. I even think they got him wearin' penny loafers. Despite all that shit, all the highbrows at the party, big house, the stupid clothes, he's still a rude-lookin' motherfucker. I'd watch that hillbilly and I'd want to be him so bad. Elvis looked good. I'm no fag, but Elvis was good-lookin'. He was fuckin' prettier than most women. I always said if I ever had to fuck a guy... I mean had too 'cause my life depended on it... I'd fuck Elvis. Lucy takes a drag from her cigarette. LUCY I'd fuck Elvis. CLARENCE Really? LUCY When he was alive. I wouldn't fuck him now. CLARENCE I don't blame you. (they laugh) So we'd both fuck Elvis. It's nice to meet people with common interests, isn't it? Lucy laughs.

Donnie Darko discusses the Smurfs. Not only is this a very funny scene it also made it very difficult for me to see the Smurfs in the same light afterwards.... The dialogue, in my opinion, sets Donnie apart from his slightly less sophisticated mates, showing him as more intelligent (albeit in relation to the sexual activity of Smurfs) setting him aside as someone special, that special things are happening too. It also happens to be one of the finest films of the 21st Century. Ronald Fisher: Beer and pussy. That's all I need. Sean Smith: We gotta find ourselves a Smurfette. Ronald Fisher: Smurfette? Sean Smith: Mm-hmm. Not some, like, tight-ass Middlesex chick, you know? Like, this cute little blonde that will get down and dirty with the guys. Like Smurfette does. Donnie: Smurfette doesn't fuck. Sean Smith: That's bullshit. Smurfette fucks all the other Smurfs. Why do you think Papa Smurf made her? Because all the other Smurfs were getting too horny. Ronald Fisher: No, no, no, not Vanity. I heard he was a homosexual. Sean Smith: Okay, well, you know what? Then she fucks them while Vanity watches. Okay? Ronald Fisher: What about Papa Smurf? I mean, he must get in on all the action. Sean Smith: Yeah, what he does, he films the gang-bang. Later on, he beats off to the tape. Donnie: [matter-of-factly] First of all, Papa Smurf didn't create Smurfette. Gargamel did. She was sent in as Gargamel's evil spy with the intention of destroying the Smurf village. But the overwhelming goodness of the Smurf way of life transformed her. And as for the whole gang-bang scenario - It just couldn't happen. Smurfs are asexual. They don't even have reproductive organs under those little white pants. That's what's so illogical, you know, about being a Smurf. What's the point of living... if you don't have a dick? Ronald Fisher: [pause] Damn it, Donnie. Why do you gotta get so smart on us? YOUTUBE Video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s-rGGmXpLjw A fantastic film that gives more and more every time you watch it.

Kill Bill Part 2, Written and Directed by Quentin Tarantino "The Superman Speech" Bill: As you know, l'm quite keen on comic books. Especially the ones about superheroes. I find the whole mythology surrounding superheroes fascinating. Take my favorite superhero, Superman. Not a great comic book. Not particularly well-drawn. But the mythology... The mythology is not only great, it's unique. The Bride: [who still has a needle in her leg] How long does this shit take to go into effect? Bill: About two minutes, just long enough for me to finish my point. Now, a staple of the superhero mythology is, there's the superhero and there's the alter ego. Batman is actually Bruce Wayne, Spider-Man is actually Peter Parker. When that character wakes up in the morning, he's Peter Parker. He has to put on a costume to become Spider-Man. And it is in that characteristic Superman stands alone. Superman didn't become Superman. Superman was born Superman. When Superman wakes up in the morning, he's Superman. His alter ego is Clark Kent. His outfit with the big red "S", that's the blanket he was wrapped in as a baby when the Kents found him. Those are his clothes. What Kent wears - the glasses, the business suit - that's the costume. That's the costume Superman wears to blend in with us. Clark Kent is how Superman views us. And what are the characteristics of Clark Kent. He's weak... he's unsure of himself... he's a coward. Clark Kent is Superman's critique on the whole human race. Sorta like Beatrix Kiddo and Mrs. Tommy Plimpton. The Bride: Aso. The point emerges. Bill: You would've worn the costume of Arlene Plimpton. But you were born Beatrix Kiddo. And every morning when you woke up, you'd still be Beatrix Kiddo. Oh, you can take the needle out. The Bride: [does so] Are you calling me a superhero? Bill: I'm calling you a killer. A natural born killer. You always have been, and you always will be. Moving to El Paso, working in a used record store, goin' to the movies with Tommy, clipping coupons. That's you, trying to disguise yourself as a worker bee That's you tryin' to blend in with the hive. But you're not a worker bee. You're a renegade killer bee. And no matter how much beer you drank or barbecue you ate or how fat your ass got, nothing in the world would ever change that. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PdWF7kd1tNo This, along with his playful, caring paternal inclinations towards BB, humanizes Bill...no longer just a one dimensional 'big bad guy.' Bill is one of us. And I guess that's what Tarantino does best, has been doing since Reservoir Dogs. He takes these larger than life characters and brings them down to our level. We recognize pieces of ourselves in them. I must add, when my third daughter was born, my wife specifically requested this film in the delivery room DVD player. I think The Bride fueled the fire of her maternal instincts! (of course a few of the nurses were somewhat horrified when The Bride plucked Elle's eye out and squished it between her toes...)

From Fanboys (2009) http://www.imdb.co.uk/title/tt0489049 Admiral Seasholtz: Okay. Hilarious, everyone. Looks like we got more Lucas hounds here to mock Roddenberry. Congratulations, gentleman, but I would like to see your Darth Vader take on one Borg drone. And we'll see who's laughing then. Am I right? Windows: Darth Vader can put the entire Borg collective in a vice grip with his mind. Admiral Seasholtz: Uh, Darth Vader has asthma, so name me one Star Trek character with a respiratory disease, 'cause I'm drawing a blank. Linus: Name me one Star Wars character who's gay. Hutch: Beside's you. Admiral Seasholtz: Well, no one's gay in Star Trek, so why would I even do that? Linus: Captain Picard. Admiral Seasholtz: Okay. Captain Picard is not gay. He's British. Windows: [in a swishy voice] Come on. "Make it so!"