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post #51 of 197
"My partner and I witnessed that little torchlight picnic you threw last night, and we're gonna put you where your kind always ends up: in a seven-by-seven-foot grey-green metal cage in the fifteenth floor of some hundred-year-old penitentiary, with damp, stinking walls and a wooden plank for a bed. Sure, this city isn't perfect, we need a smut-free life for all of our citizens; cleaner streets, better schools, and a good hockey team. But the big difference between you and me, mister, is you made the promise, and I'm going to keep it."
post #52 of 197
"Behooold! Behold, I am Azeem al-werweahrawr. I am not one of you! But I fight! I fight with Robin Hood! I fight against the tyrant who would hold you under his boot! But if you would be free men, then you must fight! Join us now! Join Robin Hood!"

Okay, maybe it doesn't sound like much on the page and it ain't that long, but Morgan Freeman gives it his all and Michael Kamen does a lot of heavy lifting too.
post #53 of 197
"Anyway, my father... he grew up on a farm. He always thought it was a real shame that we only saw the suburbs. He used to take us on great camping trips. Want more wine? One night, I was sleeping in my pup tent with my younger brother. I must have been, what, six or seven. I woke up in the middle of the night, and I had to get outside. I don't know why. I just really wanted to go outside. It was dark. I mean, totally dark. Not like in the city, or even in the suburbs. I'm talking absolute blackness. You couldn't see two inches in front of your face. But there's one thing you could see. Millions of things, really. You could see the stars. There were more stars out that night than I've ever seen since. Believe me, I've looked. I'm standing there, looking up at the sky, and I'm thinking that each one of these dots of light is another world. I didn't know the difference between the stars and the planets, then. But it made me feel really small. Lonely. Do you know what I mean? Then I thought, maybe on each one of these other worlds, there's a kid like me. Only he's shaped like a sponge or a pinball machine or something. Whatever, but he's up there. Maybe he's on a camping trip, and he's looking up at the stars. I decided, I want to meet this guy."
post #54 of 197
"Nothing is over! Nothing! You just don't turn it off! It wasn't my war! You asked me, I didn't ask you! And I did what I had to do to win! But somebody wouldn't let us win! And I come back to the world and I see all those maggots at the airport, protesting me, spitting. Calling me baby killer and all kinds of vile crap! Who are they to protest me? Who are they? Unless they've been me and been there and know what the hell they're yelling about!"
post #55 of 197
Who is Keyser Soze? He is supposed to be Turkish. Some say his father was German. Nobody believed he was real. Nobody ever saw him or knew anybody that ever worked directly for him, but to hear Kobayashi tell it, anybody could have worked for Soze. You never knew. That was his power. The greatest trick the Devil ever pulled was convincing the world he didn't exist. And poof. Just like that, he's gone.

Pretty much that whole encounter between the agent and Verbal.
post #56 of 197
Hey, I have a request (this is me, not a speech) -

Would you guys mind putting the movie title in with the speech before you start it? Because some of these are really good, and if I haven't seen the movie yet, I'd like to possibly add it to my Neflix queue. Thanks.
post #57 of 197
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Originally Posted by LisaNewYork
Hey, I have a request (this is me, not a speech) -

Would you guys mind putting the movie title in with the speech before you start it? Because some of these are really good, and if I haven't seen the movie yet, I'd like to possibly add it to my Neflix queue. Thanks.
I think part of the fun is in guessing them. Which ones did you have in mind?

P.S. You don't want to know where the 'Mr Itok/Big Business' speech comes from. You really don't.

"Who was the best pilot I ever saw? Heh heh heh. Uh... who's the best pilot I ever saw. Well... I'll tell ya. I seen a lot of 'em. And most of 'em are just pictures on a wall, b-- I said pictures on a wall-- back at some place that uh... dudn't even exist anymore. And um, some of 'em are right here in this room. An' some of 'em are... they're still out there somewhere, doin' what they always do. Goin' up there each day in a hurtlin' piece of machinery, puttin' their hides out on the line, hangin' it out over the edge. Pushin' back the outside a' that envelope an' hauling it back in. But there was one pilot I once saw who I think, uh, truly did have the right... Who was the best pilot I ever saw? Well, uh, you're lookin' at 'im."
post #58 of 197
Quote:
Originally Posted by Hammerhead
I think part of the fun is in guessing them. Which ones did you have in mind?
Well, actually, any of them (that doesn't mean that everyone has to come back and list where their quotes were from - it's okay). I was just thinking that from this point onward would be good. It's not a big deal - I didn't put the movie titles on mine either (although The Exorcist was easy to figure out. First speech was 12 Angry Men). I used to have the best memory for this kind of stuff, and I just don't anymore. So for me, I either haven't seen the movie, or may have seen it but didn't remember the speech.
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P.S. You don't want to know where the 'Mr Itok/Big Business' speech comes from. You really don't.
I do, I do, I really do!
post #59 of 197
On Deadly Ground. Steven Seagal.

You still wanted to know?
post #60 of 197
Lisa NYC: Mine was Ackroyd in 1941.
post #61 of 197
Donald Sutherland in JFK, Ben Affleck in Boiler Room, and Harvey Korman in Blazing Saddles for mine.
post #62 of 197
Oh all right.

Post 21: Arlo Guthrie in Roadside Prophets.

#31: Nathan Fillion in Serenity.

#53: John Cusack in The Sure Thing.

#57: Dennis Quaid in The Right Stuff.
post #63 of 197
(*Sniffle...*) You guys are so nice. Here - carry my purse.

Seriously, though, much appreciated.
post #64 of 197
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Originally Posted by LisaNewYork
(*Sniffle...*) You guys are so nice.

Here. Carry my purse.
With a little work I think there's a haiku in there eloquently summarizing modern relationships.
post #65 of 197
"THIS IS SPARTA!!!!"

It's not gay, and it doesn't have stupid long words.
post #66 of 197
Seriously, Djimon Hounsou's 'givess uss free!' speech in Amistad sucks all the testosterone right out of me. I could lubricate elderly sex with the tears I weep.
post #67 of 197
"What do you think of farmers? You think they're saints? Hah! They're foxy beasts! They say, "We've got no rice, we've no wheat. We've got nothing!" But they have! They have everything! Dig under the floors! Or search the barns! You'll find plenty! Beans, salt, rice, sake! Look in the valleys, they've got hidden warehouses! They pose as saints but are full of lies! If they smell a battle, they hunt the defeated! They're nothing but stingy, greedy, blubbering, foxy, and mean! God damn it all! But then who made them such beasts? You did! You samurai did it! You burn their villages! Destroy their farms! Steal their food! Force them to labour! Take their women! And kill them if they resist! So what should farmers do?"
post #68 of 197
The "baseball" speech from The Untouchables
post #69 of 197
Hot Fuzz for both. But you already knew, right?
post #70 of 197
"People will come, Ray. They'll come to Iowa for reasons they can't even fathom. They'll turn into your driveway, not knowing for sure why they're doing it. They'll arrive at your door, as innocent as children, longing for the past. "Of course, we won't mind if you look around," you'll say, "It's only twenty dollars per person." And they'll pass over the money without even thinking about it: for it's money they have and peace they lack...And they'll walk off to the bleachers and sit in their short sleeves on a perfect afternoon. And find they have reserved seats somewhere along the baselines where they sat when they were children. And cheer their heroes. And they'll watch the game, and it'll be as they'd dipped themselves in magic waters. The memories will be so thick, they'll have to brush them away from their faces...The one constant through all the years,Ray, has been baseball. America has rolled by like an army of steamrollers. It's been erased like a blackboard, rebuilt, and erased again. But baseball has marked the time. This field, this game, is a part of our past, Ray. It reminds us of all that once was good, and that could be again. Oh people will come, Ray. People will most definitely come."
post #71 of 197
Previously:
Proximo - Gladiator
Dr. Kelloway - Capricorn One



I killed you, Mr. Anderson. I watched you die... with a certain satisfaction, I might add. Then something happened. something that I knew was impossible, but it happened anyway. You destroyed me, Mr. Anderson. After that, I understood the rules, I knew what I was supposed to do, but I didn't. I couldn't. I was compelled to stay, compelled to disobey. And now, here I stand because of you, Mr. Anderson. Because of you, I'm no longer an Agent of this system. Because of you, I've changed. I'm unplugged. A new man, so to speak. Like you, apparently, free... But, as you well know, appearances can be deceiving, which brings me back to the reason why we're here. We're not here because we're free. We're here because we're not free. There is no escaping reason; no denying purpose. Because as we both know, without purpose, we would not exist. It is purpose that created us. Purpose that connects us. Purpose that pulls us. That guides us. That drives us. It is purpose that defines us. Purpose that binds us. We are here because of you, Mr Anderson. We're here to take from you what you tried to take from us. Purpose.

Agent Smith - Matrix Reloaded
post #72 of 197
The Usual Suspects
post #73 of 197
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Originally Posted by FilmNerdJamie
The "baseball" speech from The Untouchables
No points if you don't post the speech, lazyboy.
post #74 of 197
Lisa, my selections were:

Post #20: Animal House
Post #51: Dragnet
post #75 of 197
#24: Magnolia

#25: 25th Hour

But I think those ones are pretty obvious.
post #76 of 197
Another from The Sure Thing:

"If I flunk English, I'm outta here. Kiss college goodbye. I dunno what I'll do, I'll probably go home. Gee, Dad'll be pissed off. Mom'll be heartbroken. If I play my cards right I get maybe a six-month grace period and then I gotta getta job... and you know what that means. That's right. They start me off at the drive-up window and I gradually work my way up from shakes to burgers and then one day? My lucky break comes! The french fry guy dies and they offer me the job! But the day I'm supposed to start, some men come by in a black Lincoln Continental and tell me I can make a quick three hundred just for driving a van back from Mexico! When I get out of JAIL, I'm thirty-six years old. Living inna FLOPHOUSE. No job, no home, no upward mobility, very few teeth... and then one day they find me, face down, talking to the gutter, clutching a bottle of paint thinner and WHHYYY? Because YOU wouldn't help me in English NO! You were too BUSY to help me! Too busy to help a DROWNING MAN!"
post #77 of 197
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Originally Posted by mcnooj82
#24: Magnolia

#25: 25th Hour

But I think those ones are pretty obvious.
But I haven't seen Magnolia yet. And now I want to, so it's wasn't obvious, and thanks for posting that.

And I love Rath's speech from Field of Dreams. One of my favorites, I love that movie.

Emma Thompson's speech to Kate Winslet in Sense and Sensibility. I generally sniffle and tear up whenever I see this part:

What do you know of my heart? What do you know of anything but your own suffering. For weeks, Marianne, I've had this pressing on me without being at liberty to speak of it to a single creature. It was forced on me by the very person whose prior claims ruined all my hope. I have endured her exultations again and again whilst knowing myself to be divided from Edward forever. Believe me, Marianne, had I not been bound to silence I could have provided proof enough of a broken heart, even for you.
post #78 of 197
"And what are you? So full of hate you want to go out and fight everybody! Because you've been whipped and chased by hounds. Well that might not be living, but it sure as hell ain't dying. And dying's been what these white boys have been doing for going on three years now! Dying by the thousands! Dying for YOU, fool! I know, 'cause I dug the graves. And all this time I keep askin' myself, when, O Lord, when it's gonna be our time? Gonna come a time when we all gonna hafta ante up. Ante up and kick in like men. LIKE MEN! You watch who you callin' nigger! If there's any niggers around here, it's YOU. Just a stupid-ass, smart-mouthed, swamp-runnin' nigger! And if you not careful, that's all you ever gonna be!"
post #79 of 197
These two come to mind:

Cynical:

Network

Hopeful:

The Great Dictator

How strangely relevant both are still...hmm.
post #80 of 197
I swear to you, I have seen other movies besides Reservoir Dogs. I mention that because I know I bring it up every two seconds. But it's such a great film. And out of all the great speeches in it, here's my favorite:

"German shepherd starts barking. He's barking at me. I mean, it's obvious. He's barking at me. Every nerve-ending, all my senses, blood in my veins, everything I have is screaming, 'Take off, man! Just bail, just get the fuck out of there!' Panic hits me like a bucket of water. First there's the shock of it... - BAM!... - right in the face. I'm standing there drenched in panic. All these sheriffs looking at me, and they know, man. They can smell it. Sure as that fucking dog can, they can smell it on me."
post #81 of 197
I'm depressed no one's said The Great Dictator yet:

I'm sorry, but I don't want to be an emperor. That's not my business. I don't want to rule or conquer anyone. I should like to help everyone if possible; Jew, Gentile, black man, white. We all want to help one another. Human beings are like that. We want to live by each other's happiness, not by each other's misery. We don't want to hate and despise one another. In this world there is room for everyone, and the good earth is rich and can provide for everyone. The way of life can be free and beautiful, but we have lost the way. Greed has poisoned men's souls, has barricaded the world with hate, has goose-stepped us into misery and bloodshed. We have developed speed, but we have shut ourselves in. Machinery that gives abundance has left us in want. Our knowledge as made us cynical; our cleverness, hard and unkind. We think too much and feel too little. More than machinery, we need humanity. More than cleverness, we need kindness and gentleness. Without these qualities, life will be violent and all will be lost. The airplane and the radio have brought us closer together. The very nature of these inventions cries out for the goodness in men; cries out for universal brotherhood; for the unity of us all. Even now my voice is reaching millions throughout the world, millions of despairing men, women, and little children, victims of a system that makes men torture and imprison innocent people. To those who can hear me, I say, do not despair. The misery that is now upon us is but the passing of greed, the bitterness of men who fear the way of human progress. The hate of men will pass, and dictators die, and the power they took from the people will return to the people. And so long as men die, liberty will never perish. Soldiers! Don't give yourselves to brutes, men who despise you, enslave you; who regiment your lives, tell you what to do, what to think and what to feel! Who drill you, diet you, treat you like cattle, use you as cannon fodder. Don't give yourselves to these unnatural men - machine men with machine minds and machine hearts! You are not machines, you are not cattle, you are men! You have the love of humanity in your hearts! You don't hate! Only the unloved hate; the unloved and the unnatural. Soldiers! Don't fight for slavery! Fight for liberty! In the seventeenth chapter of St. Luke, it is written that the kingdom of God is within man, not one man nor a group of men, but in all men! In you! You, the people, have the power, the power to create machines, the power to create happiness! You, the people, have the power to make this life free and beautiful, to make this life a wonderful adventure. Then in the name of democracy, let us use that power. Let us all unite. Let us fight for a new world, a decent world that will give men a chance to work, that will give youth a future and old age a security. By the promise of these things, brutes have risen to power. But they lie! They do not fulfill that promise. They never will! Dictators free themselves but they enslave the people. Now let us fight to fulfill that promise. Let us fight to free the world! To do away with national barriers! To do away with greed, with hate and intolerance! Let us fight for a world of reason, a world where science and progress will lead to all men's happiness. Soldiers, in the name of democracy, let us all unite! Hannah, can you hear me? Wherever you are, look up Hannah! The clouds are lifting! The sun is breaking through! We are coming out of the darkness into the light! We are coming into a new world; a kindlier world, where men will rise above their hate, their greed, and brutality. Look up, Hannah! The soul of man has been given wings and at last he is beginning to fly. He is flying into the rainbow! Into the light of hope, into the future! The glorious future, that belongs to you, to me and to all of us. Look up, Hannah. Look up!
post #82 of 197
Not so much for the content, but the context:

That's enough now, from all of you! You think water's fast? You should see ice. It moves like it has a mind. Like it knows it killed the world once. It got a taste for murder. When the avalanche came, it took us a week to climb out. And somewhere we lost hope. I don't know when we turned on each other. I just know that seven of us survived the slide and only five made it out. Now, we took an oath that I'm breaking now. Swore that we'd say it was the snow that killed the other two. But it wasn't. Nature can be lethal. But it doesn't hold a candle to man. You've seen how bad things can get
and how quick they can get that way. Well, they can get a whole lot worse. So we're not going to fight anymore! We're going to pull together and find a way to get out of here! First, we're going to seal off this pool --
post #83 of 197
"I have to admit that I appreciate your directness, Daryl. I will try to be as direct and honest with you as I possibly can be. I think...no, I am positive that you are the most unattractive man I have ever met in my entire life. In the short time that we have been together, you have demonstrated every loathsome characteristic of the male personality and even invented a couple of new ones. You are physically repulsive, intellectually retarded, morally reprehensible, vulgar, insensitive, selfish, stupid, you have no taste, a lousy sense of humor, and you smell. You're not even interesting enough to make me sick."
post #84 of 197
Topical today:

"Troopers, I just received new orders. Our superiors say the war is canceled. We can all go home. Bison is getting paid off for his crimes, and our friends who have died here will have died for nothing. But, we can all go home. Meanwhile, ideals like peace, freedom, and justice, they get packed up. But, we can all go home.

Well, I'm not going home. I'm gonna get on my boat, and I'm going up river, and I'm going to kick that son of a bitch Bison's ass so hard that the next Bison wannabe is gonna feel it! Now, who wants to go home... and who wants to go with ME?!!"
post #85 of 197
Since there's been very few sports speeches quoted:

"For a while now, you've heard me talk about being perfect. Boys, being perfect is not about that scoreboard out there. It's not about winning. It's about you and your relationship with yourself, your family and your friends. Being perfect is about being able to look your friends in the eye and know that you didnt let them down because you told them the truth. And that truth is you did everything you could. There wasnt one more thing you could've done. Can you live in that moment as best you can, with clear eyes, and love in your heart, with joy in your heart? If you can do that gentleman - you're perfect.

Now...I want you to take a moment, and I want you to look each other in the eyes. I want you to put each other in your hearts forever because forever is about to happen here in just a few minutes. I want you to close your eyes, and I want you to think about Boobie Miles, who is your brother. And he would die to be out there in that field with you tonight. And I want you to put that in your hearts. Boys...my heart is full. My heart is full."
post #86 of 197
I know Jack Nicholson's courtroom speech in A Few Good Men is considered the gold standard, but my favorite short-speech was Kevin Pollack's:

"They beat up on a weakling, and that's all they did. The rest is just smokefilled coffee-house crap. They tortured and tormented a weaker kid. They didn't like him. So, they killed him. And why? Because he couldn't run very fast."
post #87 of 197
"You guys have it real easy. I never had it like this where I grew up. But I send my kids here because the fact is you go to one of the best schools in the country: Rushmore. Now, for some of you it doesn't matter. You were born rich and your going to stay rich. But here's my advice to the rest of you: Take dead aim on the rich boys. Get them in the crosshairs and take them down. Just remember, they can buy anything but they can't buy backbone. Don't let them forget it. Thank you."

And speaking of Sorkin...

"For the last couple of months, Senator Rumson has suggested that being President of this country was, to a certain extent, about character. Although I've not been willing to engage in his attacks on me, I've been here for three years and three days, and I can tell you without hesitation that being President of this country is entirely about character.

For the record: yes, I am a card-carrying member of the ACLU, but the more important question is, "Why aren't you, Bob?" Now this is an organization whose sole purpose is to defend the Bill of Rights, so it naturally begs the question: why would a senator, his party's most powerful spokesman and a candidate for President, choose to reject upholding the Constitution? Now if you can answer that question, folks, then you're smarter than I am, because I didn't understand it until a few hours ago.

America isn't easy. America is advanced citizenship. You've gotta want it bad, 'cause it's gonna put up a fight. It's gonna say, "You want free speech? Let's see you acknowledge a man whose words make your blood boil, who's standing center-stage and advocating at the top of his lungs that which you would spend a lifetime opposing at the top of yours. You want to claim this land as the land of the free? Then the symbol of your country cannot just be a flag. The symbol also has to be one of its citizens exercising his right to burn that flag in protest. Now show me that, defend that, celebrate that in your classrooms. Then, you can stand up and sing about the land of the free.
I've known Bob Rumson for years, and I'd been operating under the assumption that the reason Bob devotes so much time and energy shouting at the rain was that he simply didn't get it. Well, I was wrong, Bob's problem isn't that he doesn't get it; Bob's problem is that he can't sell it. We have serious problems to solve, and we need serious people to solve them. And whatever your particular problem is, I promise you, Bob Rumson is not the least bit interested in solving it. He is interested in two things, and two things only: making you afraid of it, and telling you who's to blame for it. That, ladies and gentlemen, is how you win elections.

You gather a group, of middle-age, middle-class, middle-income voters who remember with longing an easier time, and you talk to them about family, and American values, and character, and then you wave an old photo of the President's girlfriend and you scream about patriotism and you tell them that she's to blame for their lot in life, and then you go on television, and you call her a whore.

Sydney Ellen Wade has done nothing to you, Bob. She has done nothing but put herself through school, represent the interests of public school teachers, and lobby for the safety of our natural resources. You want a character debate, Bob? You better stick with me, 'cause Sydney Ellen Wade is way out of your league.

I've loved two women in my life. I lost one to cancer, and I lost the other 'cause I was so busy keeping my job, that I forgot to do my job. Well, that ends right now. Tomorrow morning, the White House is sending a bill to Congress for its consideration. It's White House Resolution 455, an energy bill requiring a twenty percent reduction of the emission of fossil fuels over the next ten years. It is, by far, the most aggressive stride ever taken in the fight to reverse the effects of global warming. The other piece of legislation is the crime bill. As of today, it no longer exists--I'm throwing it out. I'm throwing it out and writing a law that makes sense. You cannot address crime prevention without getting rid of assault weapons and handguns. I consider them a threat to national security, and I will go door to door if I have to--but I'm gonna convince Americans that I'm right, and I'm gonna get the guns.

We've got serious problems--and we need serious people. And if you want to talk about character, Bob, you better come at me with more than a burning flag and a membership card. If you want to talk about character and American values, fine. Just tell me where and when, and I'll show up. This is a time for serious people, Bob, and your fifteen minutes are up. My name is Andrew Shepherd and I am the President."
post #88 of 197
Come on General, you've lost men, I've lost men, but you - you, you *can't* do this! What, what if they don't even want the sheik, have you considered that? What if what they really want is for us to herd our children into stadiums like we're doing? And put soldiers on the street and have Americans looking over their shoulders? Bend the law, shred the Constitution just a little bit? Because if we torture him, General, we do that and everything we have fought, and bled, and died for is over. And they've won. They've already won! - Hub, The Siege
post #89 of 197
Your business "plan"? Someday? Someday my dream'll come...."?
And one night you'll wake up and discover it all flipped on you. Suddenly you are old. And it didn't happen. And it never will 'cause you were never going to do it anyway. The dream on the horizon became yesterday and got lost, then you'll bullshit yourself, it could never have been, anyway, and you'll recede it into memory...and zone out watching daytime TV on a barcalounger for the rest of your life. Don't talk to me about killing. You're doin' yourself. In this yellow and orange prison. Bit by bit. Every day.
post #90 of 197
This is sort of cheating because it's actually from a television show, but it's so good I had to mention it.

"Let me tell you something, little Miss... Advertising pays our bills, alright... advertising pays your salary... advertising is what made this country great... What was the Constitution of the United States?... No! It is an advertisement... an advertisement for liberty... when in the course of human events... I'm telling you... that's up there with 'Put a Tiger in your tank' and 'Where's the beef'... Don't you understand? I'm sorry... I've got to get some air... Hell if it wasn't for advertising... you know what you two'd be doing, huh? You two'd be giving out Sesame Street tote bags during PBS pledge breaks... 'cept they wouldn't say Sesame Street on them.. Nooo... they wouldn't say that... that would be....? ADVERTISING!!! That's Right!! Hell, if you two had your way there probably wouldn't even be any Sesame Street would there?... Would there?!! There'd be no Ernie would there... Nooooo.... there'd be no Bert... bye bye, bye bye to Grover... bye bye to Cookie Monster... NO! There'd be no Snuffleupagus, would there, and get that trash can... cause there'd be no Oscar the Grouch... NOT TO MENTION... KERMIT, THE DAMN FROG!!!!"
post #91 of 197
"It's sad when a mother has to speak the words that condemn her own son. I couldn't allow them to believe that I would commit murder. They'll put him away now, as I should have, years ago. He was always bad and in the end, he intended to tell them I killed those girls and that man. As if I could do anything except just sit and stare, like one of his stuffed birds. Oh, they know I can't even move a finger and I won't. I'll just sit here and be quiet, just in case they do suspect me. They're probably watching me. Well, let them. Let them see what kind of a person I am. I'm not even gonna swat that fly. I hope they are watching. They'll see. They'll see and they'll know and they'll say, 'Why, she wouldn't even harm a fly.'"

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"The asylum? I grew up in such an asylum, the State Alms House. Rats? Why, my brother Jimmy and I used to play with the rats because we didn't have toys. Maybe you'd like to know what Helen will find there, not on visiting days. One ward was full of the old women. Crippled, blind, dying, but even if what they had was catching, there was nowhere else to move them, and that's where they put us. There were younger ones across the hall, prostitutes mostly, with TB and epileptic fits. And some of the kind that keep after other girls, especially the young ones. And some were just insane. Some had the DTs. And there were girls in another ward with babies they didn't want. They started at thirteen, fourteen. They left afterwards, but the babies stayed. We played with them, too. There were a lot of them, with sores all over from diseases you're not supposed to talk about."
post #92 of 197
"Now, let's analyze what's been working for us. Not a goddamn thing's been working for us! Like this goddamn suit doesn't work for me... and this stinking tie... and this goddamned shirt. It doesn't work for me! You know how to play winning hard-nosed football? You play football like Ed Gennero played football! A guy who gave his life for this football team. He was a 140-pound halfback, and He played like a goddamn wildman!! No! Like a goddamn rampaging beast!! And that's the way you got to do it! You go out there! YOU TEAR THEIR FUCKING HEADS OFF, AND YOU SHIT DOWN THEIR NECKS!! Let us pray."
post #93 of 197
"If you've ever seen the look on somebody's face the day they finally get a job, I've had some experience with this, they look like they could fly. And its not about the paycheck, it's about respect, it's about looking in the mirror and knowing that you've done something valuable with your day. And if one person could start to feel this way, and then another person, and then another person, soon all these other problems may not seem so impossible. You don't really know how much you can do until you, stand up and decide to try."

"Come to Los Angeles! The sun shines bright, the beaches are wide and inviting, and the orange groves stretch as far as the eye can see. There are jobs aplenty, and land is cheap. Every working man can have his own house, and inside every house, a happy, all-American family. You can have all this, and who knows... you could even be discovered, become a movie star... or at least see one. Life is good in Los Angeles... it's paradise on Earth." Ha ha ha ha. That's what they tell you, anyway."
post #94 of 197
"You all know me. Know how I earn a living. I'll catch this bird for ya, but it isn't gonna be pleasant. Not like goin' down to the pond an' chasin' bluegills or tommycods. This shark. . . a bad fish. Swallow you whole. A little shakin', a little. . . tenderizin'. . . an' down ya go. And we gotta do it quick. That'll bring back all the tourists and put all your businesses back on a payin' basis. Now I value my neck a lot more than three thousand bucks, chief. I'll FIND 'im for three, but I'll catch 'im. . . and kill 'im, for ten. Now you gotta make up your minds. Wanna survive then ante up. Wanna play it cheap, be on welfare the whole winter. And I don't want no help, I don't want no mates. There's too many captains on this island. Ten thousand dollars for me by m'self. For that you get the head, the tail, the whole damn thing."
post #95 of 197
Quote:
Originally Posted by avoideverything
I'm depressed no one's said The Great Dictator yet:
Don't be depressed, just...LOOK UP! (about two posts above you).
post #96 of 197
A few from a movie more necessary and relevant today than when it was released in '99:

""Mike"? "Mike?" Try "Mr. Wallace." We work in the same corporation, doesn't mean we work in the same profession. What are you gonna do now? You gonna finesse me? 'Lawyer' me some more? I've been in this profession fifty fucking years. You and the people you work for are destroying the most-respected, the highest-rated, the most profitable show on this network!"

"I'm not talking celebrity, vanity, CBS. I'm talking about when you're nearer the end of your life than the beginning. Now, what do you think you think about then? The future? In the future I'm going to do this? Become that? What future? No. What you think is "How will I be regarded in the end?" After I'm gone. Now, along the way I suppose I made some minor impact...I did Iran-Gate and the Ayatollah, Malcolm X, Martin Luther King, Saddam, Sadat, et cetera, et cetera. I showed them thieves in suits. I've spent a lifetime building all that. But history only remembers most what you did last. And should that be fronting a segment that allowed a tobacco giant to crash this network? Does it give someone at my time of life pause? Yes."

"You pay me to go get guys like Wigand, to draw him out. To get him to trust us, to get him to go on television. I do. I deliver him. He sits. He talks. He violates his own fucking confidentiality agreement. And he's only the key witness in the biggest public health reform issue, maybe the biggest, most-expensive corporate-malfeasance case in U.S. history. And Jeffrey Wigand, who's out on a limb, does he go on television and tell the truth? Yes. Is it newsworthy? Yes. Are we gonna air it? Of course not. Why? Because he's not telling the truth? No. Because he is telling the truth. That's why we're not going to air it. And the more truth he tells, the worse it gets!"

"I know what you're facing, Jeff. And I think I know how you're feeling. In the Navy I flew A-6's off carriers. In combat, events have a duration of seconds. Sometimes minutes. But what you're going through goes on day in and day out. Whether you're ready for it or not, week in, week out, month after month after month. Whether you're up or whether you're down. You're assaulted psychologically. You're assaulted financially, which is its own special kind of violence because it's directed at your kids. What school can you afford? How will that affect their lives? You're asking yourself, "Will that limit what they may become?" You feel your whole family's future's compromised, held hostage. I do know how it is."
post #97 of 197
And a couple from the TV and movie versions of the same book, respectively:

“Actually, I know everything about your life. Here. Let me run down the next two years for you. You see, you’re still in the golden, ‘everyone rallies around you’ phase. Yeah, they’ll start to get bored with that in about six weeks, then all the letters and visits and prayers will die down dramatically. You know, another three months after that, the girlfriend is gonna tell you all about how you’re ‘different people’ now, and you need to find out who you are apart. That’ll be the end of her ass. Then maybe about two months after that, the lawsuit will be in full swing, and you will lose people who mean the world to you so you can pay for fun things like colostomy bags. And maybe three, maybe four months after that, your parents will announce that the stress of all this has driven a such wedge between them, that they have decided to go ahead and get a divorce-”

“Well, it’s real simple. We’ve got too more quarters and that’s it. Now most of you have been playing this game for ten years. You got two more quarters and after that you’re probably never going to play this game again, as long as you live. Now you’ve known me a while, and for a long time you’ve heard me talking about being perfect. Well, I want you to understand something. To me, being perfect is not about that scoreboard out there. It's not about winning. It's about you and your relationship to yourself, your family and your friends. Being perfect is about being able to look your friends in the eye and know that you didn’t let them down because you told them the truth. And that truth is you did everything you could. There wasn’t one more thing you could've done. Can you live in that moment as best you can, with clear eyes, and love in your heart. With joy in your heart. If you can do that, gentlemen, you're perfect. I want you to take a moment, and I want you to look each other in the eyes. I want you to put each other in your hearts forever because forever is about to happen here in just a few minutes. I want you to close your eyes, and I want you to think about Boobie Miles, who is your brother. And he would die to be out there in that field with you tonight. And I want you to put that in your hearts. Boys, my heart is full. My heart is full.”
post #98 of 197
"Bring... bring it home? All right, let's bring it home. If you was hit by a truck and you was lying out there in that gutter dying, and you had one time to sing one song. Huh? One song that people would remember before you're dirt. One song that would let God know how you felt about your time here on Earth. One song that would sum you up. You tellin' me that's the song you'd sing? That same Jimmy Davis tune we hear on the radio all day, about your peace within, and how it's real, and how you're gonna shout it? Or... would you sing somethin' different. Somethin' real. Somethin' you felt. Cause I'm telling you right now, that's the kind of song that truly saves people. It ain't got nothin' to do with believin' in God, Mr. Cash. It has to do with believin' in yourself."

"You're sittin' on a high horse, boy. I never had talent, I did the best I could with what I had. Can you say that? Mister big shot, mister pill poppin' rock star. Who are you to judge, you ain't got nothin', big empty house, nothin', children you don't see, nothin', big ol' expensive tractor stuck in the mud, nothin'."
post #99 of 197
All right...here are some of my faves:

When some wild-eyed, eight-foot-tall maniac grabs your neck, taps the back of your favorite head up against the barroom wall, looks you crooked in the eye and asks you if ya paid your dues, you just stare that big sucker right back in the eye, and you remember what ol' Jack Burton always says at a time like that: "Have ya paid your dues, Jack?" "Yessir, the check is in the mail."

----

All I know is that this Lo Pan character comes out of thin air in the middle of a goddamn alley while his buddies are flying around on wires cutting everybody to shreds while he just STANDS there waiting for me to drive my truck straight through him with LIGHT coming out of his mouth!


Yeah, so they're not "We're the people, we move on" level of quality, but I should think they get credit from being from the best movie on the fucking planet.
post #100 of 197
I'm seriously gonna try this from memory! I'm probably gonna get some spelling and wording wrong as well, but I'm going to leave them wrong so I'm not tempted to look for the speech online.

"Voila!! In view a humble, vaudevillian veteran. Cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant... vanished.

However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands VIVIFIED!!... and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouschafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition!!!

The only verdict is vengeance. A vendetta... viewed as a votive, not in vain. For the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous.

(giggles madly) Verily, this vicchysoius of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it is my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V."

"Are you like a crazy person?"
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