Movie Quotes for 0shiui+Hotel

Capt. Russell: Welcome to the Hotel Tango!

Paul Rusesabagina: General, these are difficult times, we need to
  help one another.
General Bizimungu: And what help can I get from you, Paul?
Paul Rusesabagina: You are a marked man, sir!
General Bizimungu: How so?
Paul Rusesabagina: Youre on a list, the Americans have you on a list
  as a war criminal.
General Bizimungu: Paul, I am sick and tired of your lies.
Paul Rusesabagina: Are you stupid General? How do you think these
  people operate? You sit here with five stars on your chest, who do
  you think theyre coming after? [pause] Fine, we will go to
  Gitzarama and you will stay on that list.
General Bizimungu: I committed no war crimes.
Paul Rusesabagina: Who will tell them? You need me to tell them how
  you helped at the hotel. They blame you for all their misfortunes.
  They say you lead the massacres
General Bizimungu: I lead no massacres!
Paul Rusesabagina: Do you think they will believe you?
General Bizimungu: You will tell them the truth!
Paul Rusesabagina: I will tell them nothing unless you help me.
  [General reaches for gun] What- what are you going to do... shoot
  me? Shoot me. Please shoot me. It would be a blessing. I would pay
  you to shoot my family. You can not hurt me.
General Bizimungu: You will tell them I did nothing!
Paul Rusesabagina: We are leaving. Right now.

[end title cards]
Title card: Paul Rusesabagina sheltered 1268 Tutsi and Hutu refugees
  at the Milles Collines Hotel in Kigali.
Title card: Paul and Tatiana now live in Belgium with their children,
  Roger, Diane, Lys, Tresor and their adopted nieces Anais and
  Carine.
Title card: Tatianas brother Thomas and his wife Fedens were never
  found.
Title card: In 2002, General Augustin Bizimungu was captured in
  Angola and transported to the U.N. War Crimes Tribunal in Tanzania.
  At the same tribunal the Interhamwe leader George Rutuganda was
  sentenced to life in prison.
Title card: The genocide ended in July 1994, when the Tutsi rebels
  drove the Hutu army and the Interhamwe militia across the border
  into the Congo.
Title card: They left behind almost a million corpses.

Dube: [Dube, after running through the hotel lobby with a leaking
  cooler of lobster, quickly empties the cooler in a sink. Water,
  ice, and lobsters come gushing out into the sink and onto the
  surrounding counter. Some of the water, ice and one of the lobsters
  fall on the floor] Oh, Shit! Oh, sorry, sir.
Head Chef: Ten Alive, twelve are dead.
Paul Rusesabagina: All Right... But save the shells. Fill them
  with... a stuffing. The good meat and something local.
Head Chef: Cassava?
Paul Rusesabagina: And... the fish?
Head Chef: And tipali?
Paul Rusesabagina: - Yes, Well call it "Fresh Lobster in a Cassava
  and Tipali Crust." Dube?
Dube: Style, sir?
Paul Rusesabagina: Yes, sir.

Host: OK, so Matt, who do you think youll most clash with at
  Paradise Hotel and why?
Matthew Cehi: Maybe Dave. A little competition, could be fun.
Host: What sort of competition?
Matthew Cehi: I think athletic competition... I can bring it on.
Dave Kerpen: Im not worried.
Host: Oh, hes not worried!
Matthew Cehi: He looks worried.

Lilly: [when seeing the Vienna hotel for the first time] Theres
  gonna be sex and violence.

Peter McDermott: A sure way to empty a hotel fast: drop an elevator.

Annette Deveraux: Will you be kind enough to tell me if were in the
  hotel business or the prison business?
[Sundance snaps the ten dollar bill Coble gave him to lock his
  prisoner in the hotel basement]
Sundance: The hotel business.

[two men sneak out of the Hotel de Paree without paying their .50
  bill]
Annette Deveraux: That is the third time that has happened this
  month. What do people think - that we run this hotel for charity?
Monique Deveraux: It looks that way.
Sundance: Well, this time theyre getting a run for their money.
Annette Deveraux: Monsieur Sundance, how far will you chase them?
Sundance: Eleven dollars and fifty cents worth.

Sundance: Ill tell you one thing... I sure had you figured all
  wrong. The way you talk, I thought you were a smarter man.
Taylor: And I thought you were a young man that owned a hotel - not
  an ex-gambler, convict and outlaw.

[Lassiter insists on leaving Opals body in the Hotel de Parees
  lobby]
Annette Deveraux: Monsieur, in my hotel, even the dead should be
  entitled to their privacy.

Dr. Otternschlag: Grand Hotel... always the same. People come, people
  go. Nothing ever happens.

Otto Kringelein: Mr. Preysing, I am not taking orders from you here.
Preysing: What is this insolence? Please go away.
Otto Kringelein: You think you have free license to be insulting?
  Believe me, you have not. You think youre superior, but youre
  quite an ordinary man. Even if you did marry money, and people like
  me have got to slave for you for 320 marks a month!
Preysing: Will you go away, please! You are annoying!
Flaemmchen: Mr. Preysing, please!
Otto Kringelein: You dont like to see me enjoying myself. When a
  mans working himself to death, thats what hes paid for. You
  dont care if a man can live on his wages or not.
Preysing: You have a very regular scale of wages, and theres the
  sick fund for you.
Otto Kringelein: [sarcastically] Oh, what a scale, and what a fund.
  When I was sick for four weeks, you wrote me a letter, telling me
  Id be discharged if I was sick any longer. Did you write me that
  letter, or did you not?
Preysing: I have no idea of the letters that I write, Mr. Kringelein.
  I know that youre here in the Grand Hotel, living like a lord. You
  are probably an embezzler.
Otto Kringelein: [shocked] An embezzler?
Preysing: Yes, an embezzler!
Otto Kringelein: You will take that back, right here in the presence
  of this young lady! Who do you think youre talking to? You think
  Im dirt? Well, if Im dirt, youre a lot dirtier, Mr. Industrial
  Magnate Preysing!
Preysing: Youre discharged! Get out!
Flaemmchen: You cant do that to him -
Preysing: Oh, I dont know the man. I dont know what he wants. I
  never saw him before.
Otto Kringelein: I know you! Ive kept your books for you and I know
  all about you! If one of your employees was half as stupid in a
  small way as you are in a big way -
Preysing: [lunges for Kringelein] What do you mean [tries to strangle
  him. When several people try to break them up, he finally lets go]
  Youre discharged! Youre discharged, you hear?
Otto Kringelein: Wait! You cant discharge me. I am my own master for
  the first time in my life. You cant discharge me. Im sick. Im
  going to die, you understand? Im going to die, and nobady can do
  anything to me anymore. Nothing can happen to me anymore. Before I
  can be discharged, Ill be dead! [laughs proudly]

Andi: You know, I think we might be in a little over our heads.
Dave: Its four-six; were out dogged.

Bruce: If you look at it, dogs have three basic needs. Thats- thats
  eatting, sleeping, peeing and pooping.
Andi: Thats four.
Bruce: No, I think peeing and pooping is one.
Heather: Uh, Ive stepped in both and I have to disagree.

Jake: No-no, sweetie. Leave the Drag Queens alone.

Jack: [answers ringing phone] Hello?
Ex-girlfriend: Hi. Im on my way from the airport, and the front desk
  wont give me your room number. [long pause] Whats your room
  number?
Jack: 403.
Ex-girlfriend: See you in half an hour.
Jack: Wait a second.
Ex-girlfriend: What?
Jack: Where are you?
Ex-girlfriend: Im here.
Jack: I didnt say you could come here.
Ex-girlfriend: Can I come there?
Jack: OK.
Ex-girlfriend: Ill see you in half an hour.

Jack: How do you say grilled cheese?

Lex: I wanted to leave and I didn’t want to vote on it!

Ex-girlfriend: Are you running away from me?
Jack: I thought I already did.

Melissa: [to Eric] This is the last time I help you out. Youre on
  your own. Survival of the fittest

Melinda: What do you want me to do, shit you a room?

Eric: [after Melissa saved him from drowning] What took you so long?

Ex-girlfriend: Whatever happens in the end, I dont wanna lose you as
  my friend.
Jack: I promise, I will never be your friend. No matter what. Ever.

Ex-girlfriend: If we fuck Im gonna feel like shit tomorrow.
Jack: Thats okay with me.