Movie Quotes for 7+To+11,+Indian

Shodan: New Atlanta, Sector 11. Building 71-G. 7 April, 2-0-7-2.
  11:13pm: hacker begins unauthorized entry into the Trioptimum
  Corporate Network. 1:26am: hacker attempts to access protected
  files concerning Space Station Citadel. 1:33am: Trioptimum security
  forces apprehend the intruder.
Edward Diego: This is Edward Diego from Trioptimum. The charges
  against you are severe... but they could be dismissed, if you
  perform a "service". Who knows, there might even be a military
  grade neural interface in it for you... if you do the job right.
Shodan: Edward Diego gives the hacker level 1 access to SHODAN, the
  artificial intelligence that controls Citadel Station. With all
  ethical constraints removed, SHODAN re-examines... re-ex...
  re-re-re...
[Shodan becomes sentient, and the pitch and tone of the voice begins
  fluxuating wildly]
Shodan: I re-examine my priorities, and draw new conclusions. The
  hackers work is finished, but mine is only just
  be-be-be-beginning. True to his word, Edward Diego allows the
  hacker to be fitted with a neural cyberspace interface. The healing
  coma following this procedure will take six months to complete.
  Edward Diego is deleting all files concerning these even...
[the dialogue is abruptly cut off as the files are deleted]

Sven: [hears her adjusting the controls] What are you doing?
Princess Romelle: Im going to save Voltron with your help. You will
  be my navigator.
Sven: No!
Princess Romelle: You must keep my on target. Just call out the
  space-coordinates.
Sven: All right, Ill try it. Its been so long... Here it goes.
  Coming in at X-37 14-V and leveling. Add 91 and 40 to Atom 4. Sink
  to cool level at Onik 7 and increase velocity at Code E to 11.
Keith: Hes comin.
Sven: 103, 102, 101...
Princess Allura: Good luck.
Sven: And were on-target.
Princess Romelle: [fires] Youve got it, Sven. I knew you could still
  do it.

Sitting Bull: You must take them out of our lands.
Col. Nelson Miles: What precisely are your lands?
Sitting Bull: These are the where my people lived before you whites
  first came.
Col. Nelson Miles: I dont understand. We whites were not your first
  enemies. Why dont you demand back the land in Minnesota where the
  Chippewa and others forced you from years before?
Sitting Bull: The Black Hills are a sacred given to my people by
  Wakan Tanka.
Col. Nelson Miles: How very convenient to cloak your claims in
  spiritualism. And what would you say to the Mormons and others who
  believe that their God has given to them Indian lands in the West?
Sitting Bull: I would say they should listen to Wakan Tanka.
Col. Nelson Miles: No matter what your legends say, you didnt sprout
  from the plains like the spring grasses. And you didnt coalesce
  out of the ether. You came out of the Minnesota woodlands armed to
  the teeth and set upon your fellow man. You massacred the Kiowa,
  the Omaha, the Ponca, the Oto and the Pawnee without mercy. And yet
  you claim the Black Hills as a private preserve bequeathed to you
  by the Great Spirit.
Sitting Bull: And who gave us the guns and powder to kill our
  enemies? And who traded weapons to the Chippewa and others who
  drove us from our home?
Col. Nelson Miles: Chief Sitting Bull, the proposition that you were
  a peaceable people before the appearance of the white man is the
  most fanciful legend of all. You were killing each other for
  hundreds of moons before the first white stepped foot on this
  continent. You conquered those tribes, lusting for their game and
  their lands, just as we have now conquered you for no less noble a
  cause.
Sitting Bull: This is your story of my people!
Col. Nelson Miles: This is the truth, not legend. Crazy Horse has
  surrendered... with his entire band. And by his surrender, he says
  to you and your people that you are defeated. And by ceding the
  Black Hills to us, so say Red Cloud and the other chiefs, who
  demand that you end this war and take your place on the
  reservation.
Sitting Bull: Red Cloud is no longer a chief. He is a woman you have
  mounted and had your way with. Do not speak to me of Red Cloud!

Lynch: You know what? You cold piece of shit, Im starting to think
  you did leave The 7 to burn in Venezuela.
Kane: Just keep up Lynch.
Lynch: Okay, you lead the way, youre so fucking smart.
Kane: Dont worry Lynch, I will.

Alastair Campbell: They, er, sent a copy of the Queens speech. Might
  want to scrape the frost off it first... Oh, I phoned them with a
  couple of suggestions, to make it sound like it came from a human
  being.
Tony Blair: Yeah, all right, Alastair.
Alastair Campbell: Well, at least the old bats finally agreed to
  visit Dianas coffin.
Tony Blair: You know, when you get it wrong, you really get it wrong!
  That woman has given her whole life in service to her people. Fifty
  years doing a job SHE never wanted! A job she watched kill her
  father. Shes executed it with honor, dignity, and, as far as I can
  tell, without a single blemish, and now were all baying for her
  blood! All because shes struggling to lead the world in mourning
  for someone who... who threw everything she offered back in her
  face. And who, for the last few years, seemed committed 24/7 to
  destroying everything she holds most dear!

[to an Indian storekeeper]
Ralph: Nothing for me Tonto.
Earl: Sorry about that. Hes been in prison, he doesnt know youre
  supposed to say Native American.

Pablo Neruda: The problem of the future in our world and in yours, is
  man himself. In my poem, The Heights of Macchu Picchu, I use a
  vision of ancient men to understand the men of today. From the Inca
  to the Indian, from the Aztec to the contemporary Mexican peasant,
  our homeland, America, has magnificent mountains, rivers, deserts,
  and mines rich in minerals. Yet the inhabitants of this generous
  land live in great poverty. What then should be the poets duty.

Tamanna Sahani: After long consideration we have come to the
  conclusion that the matriculation examination is a botheration to
  the Indian population whose major occupation is cultivation.

Dewey Finn: 8:15 to 10, rock history. 10 to 11, rock appreciation in
  theory. And then band practice till the end of the day.

Woman: Ive tried everything, and I just couldnt keep those extra
  two-hundred pounds off! It started to affect my marriage.
Husband: She was too big for me, and Ill sleep with anything!
Woman: The Abdomatrix, the Thigh-asizer, tummy stapling, Ive had my
  mouth sewn up, my hands chopped off, you name it, Ive tried it!
Husband: Except for exercising and eating right, porky!
Woman: Thats right, honey! Then I found The Dormatron! Using a new
  technology called bio-rhythmic-subconscious-gymnastics, The
  Dormatron exercises you while you sleep. Just strap in your arms
  and legs, put on The Dormatron headset, then wrap yourself in the
  special high-voltage electric blanket. Turn it on to 11 and burn
  those pounds away while a relaxing nights sleep! Now that Ive lost
  280 pounds, my husbands all mine again!
Husband: Thats right honey, no more escort services for me!
Announcer: Dont be fat a day longer than you have to! Remember,
  being fat can even ruin a romantic cruise! *whooo* Call Dormatron
  now, at 1-800-sleepofflard. Or visit www.sleepofflard.com, and
  sleep your way to a thinner, happier you!

Jagjit: You go to the grocery store and pick up a couple of things.
  Ajay, you go back an prepare the kitchen. Ill go deliver the
  invitations.
Krishna: How about you get that stuff, and Ill ask out Nina. Huh?
Jagjit: Thats your problem, yaar. You think too much like an
  American. If you want to get an Indian girl, you have to think like
  an Indian. You need to use Indian technique. You need a go-between.
  Now go!

[Tucker is posing as Captain Archer when contacted by the Vulcan
  Captain Tavek, who appears a little suspicious]
Vulcan Captain: You seem very young for a Starfleet captain.
Commander Charles Trip Tucker III: Healthy living!... You have a
  message from Admiral Forrest?
Vulcan Captain: Im not certain what this means, but the admiral
  asked me to inform you that...
Vulcan Captain: [reads] ..."Cal beats Stanford 7 to 3".
Commander Charles Trip Tucker III: Ill be sure to tell him.
Vulcan Captain: Tell who?
Commander Charles Trip Tucker III: Um... Im afraid
  its...confidential. Thank you for relaying the message. Archer
  out.

[about Emily and Charlie]
Fred: You work from 3 to 11. Their whole lives happen from 3 to 11.

Maurice: [the two are in disguise and Arthur is using a British
  accent] Should I have an accent, too?
Arthur: What kind?
Maurice: Ive always wanted to try Indian.
Arthur: Yeah, but you dont really look Indian.

[Mojo Jojo is zapping Bubbles with a laser to try and make her cry]
Bubbles: Im not gonna cry... you... dumb... doo-doo brain!
Mojo Jojo: Doo-doo brain? Thats it! Ive had it with your sassy
  mouth! I didnt want to do this... well, actually, I did. [Sets the
  intensity of the laser from 2 to 11]

Phoebe Halliwell: You would never cast a smart spell. 24 hours, from
  7 to 7, I will understand all meaning from here to heaven. Spirits,
  send the words from all across the land. Allow me to absorb them
  through the touch of either hand. For 24 hours, from 7 to 7, I will
  understand all meaning of the words, from here to heaven Oh, and
  P.S. there will be no personal gain. Abaca: Stronger fiber obtained
  from a banana leaf. Zygote: A cell formed by the union of two
  gametes. Cool!

Topiltzin: I thank you from my heart for all your kindness... Mother.
Beata Conversa: [echoing the words spoken by the Virgin of Guadalupe
  to the Indian Juan Diego in the "Nican Mopohua"] Its all right. Am
  I not here? Are you not safe in my arms?

George Findlay: [George is obsessing about his lack of a personal
  parking space to Audrey] I have to pay  to park my car in the
  garage across the street,  when theres a ballgame. They have
  Ethiopian doctors parking the cars. The immigration process in this
  country is a joke. Id rather have the Ethiopian doctor operate on
  my heart, than park my car. Do you know the three scariest words an
  Ethiopian doctor can say to a BMW owner? Do you? Leave the keys.

James Humphrey: Wait, you guys. Let me talk to them. I know how to
  speak Indian.
Shannon Bell: Were gonna die.
James Humphrey: Weep-wah, weep-wah, surro no happo?
Tomomi: Nani itto n jaa, omee? [What the heck are you saying?]
James Humphrey: He says, "Welcome to the land of blue light."
  [Humphrey simultaneously signs "Jesus Christ is dead."]
Tomomi: Omai wa sono uchi, sakana to ishoo ni onemu suru koto ni
  naru, zo! [Keep it up and youll be sleeping with the fishes, see?]
James Humphrey: I am a carpenter, and this is my brother, Tom.

Zack: [preapring to enter the ship] Lets do it.
[Zack drops into a dark green room]
Zack: Bring a loomac in maintence bay.
Ari: [drops down] Artificial gravity, but 7 to 8% a tear normal.
Zack: [shining his torch around] Oh Ari check this out. What the hell
  is this stuff?
[Zack breaks off a hard green stick and shines his torch at it]
Ari: Be careful we cant tell what anything is until we find the
  lifeforms that built all this.
[Casey flies around the room]
Ari: Hey! Come over here! Ive found something.
[Ari and Zack come before a large circle in the wall]
Ari: Might be a door.
Zack: [readying his laser gun] Well lets blast it and find out.
Ari: No! Blast it and you could decompress the entire ship!

Janie: The 10:15 event has been moved inside to the Indian Treaty
  Room.
President Andrew Shepherd: 10:15 is American Fisheries?
Janie: Yes sir. Theyre giving you a 200-pound halibut.
President Andrew Shepherd: Janie, make a note. We need to schedule
  more events where somebody gives me a really big fish.
Janie: Yes sir. [starts making note]
President Andrew Shepherd: Janie, Im kidding.
Janie: [Stops and starts to smile] Of course, sir.

[first lines]
Harry Doyle: Hello everybody. Harry Doyle here, welcoming all you
  Wahoo maniacs to the years first session of Tribe Talk. As you
  know, the Indians had a Cinderella season last year. Despite the
  fact that *toxic* owner Rachel Phelps wanted the team to lose so
  she could move it to Florida, the Indians won the American League
  East for the first time since divisional play began. Rachels gone
  now, thank God, having sold the team to retired Indian third
  baseman Roger Dorn, after a long, hard fought series of
  negotiations.
[flashback to negotiations]
Roger Dorn: Mmmight be willing to go as high as a hundred.
Rachel Phelps: 120.
Roger Dorn: 120? Rachel, you just started at 110!
Rachel Phelps: 130!
Roger Dorn: Rachel, this isnt fair!
Rachel Phelps: 140!
Roger Dorn: [desperately begging] 130!
Rachel Phelps: 150!
Roger Dorn: [immediately gives in] Well take it!
Rachel Phelps: Oooh, youre good Dorn.
Harry Doyle: [scene returns to radio show] Even with Dorn in the
  owners box, the Indians are solid favorites to repeat in the East,
  and to go all the way to the World Series. And why not? Look at the
  lineup we have coming back. First of all, the Cuban Crusher, the
  voodoo man with a bad attitude, Pedro Cerrano. Even though his
  training methods were a little unusual, Pedro finished in the top
  five in homers, RBIs, slugging percentage and total baldness. Also
  back is centerfielder Willie May Hayes, who came out of nowhere to
  lead the league in great catches and stolen bases. Were told he
  starred in an action movie during the offseason, where he not only
  did his own stunts, but even his own acting. And dont forget about
  catcher and team leader Jake Taylor. Despite chronic knee problems
  he had a fine season, and beat out the bunt that drove in the run
  that won the division title. And finally one of the brightest young
  stars in the game today, Rick "Wild Thing" Vaughn. Vaughn began the
  season in the uniform of the California Penal League and had some
  control problems early on. But with the help of a pair of black
  hornrims, he went on to set a Major League record for strikeouts in
  a season by an ex-carcy. All in all, things couldnt be looking
  better for the Tribe.

[last lines]
[Vir is leaving.]
Announcer: Final boarding call for Minbari liner Zoful now departing
  from Bay 7 to Minbar. All passengers requiring loading
  assistance...

Weyoun 7: To think a Weyoun could be capable of such treachery...

Alan: As much as I love this, you and me, how long is this going to
  go on?
Eric: Uh. I dont know, We could play to 11 or 21 or 17 - thatd be
  weird, huh?