Movie Quotes for Kids+Are+Alright,+The

Roger Daltrey: My main ambition right now is to get back on the road
  with the orrible Oo. The worst rock & roll group in the world...
Interviewer: [off] The worst?
Roger Daltrey: Yeah. You couldnt pick four more horrible geezers who
  make the worst noise that youve ever heard in your life!

Ringo Starr: [regarding Keith Moon] Well, Im sure most of his
  friends have been on here, cos Im only one of several, and theyve
  told you about all the mad things hes done in life. Such as,
  breaking up rooms... driving his car into swimming pools... and
  driving his car into foyers. Well, Im not gonna tell you about any
  of that. Im just here to tell you about the Keith I know and love.

Keith Moon: [asked about previous jobs] I was a rust repairer. I was
  a rust repairer and full-time survivor. I survived all the major
  earthquakes, and the Titanic, and several air crashes.

Pete Townshend: If you steer clear of quality, youre alright.
Interviewer: But wouldnt you say a group like The Beatles have a
  certain musical quality?
Pete Townshend: Oooh, thats a tough question. Alright, actually,
  this afternoon, John and I were listening to a stereo LP of The
  Beatles, in which the voices come out of the one side and the
  backing track came out of the other. And when you actually hear the
  backing tracks of The Beatles without their voices, theyre
  flippin lousy.

Ken Russell: This countrys in a weird, feeble, grotesque state and
  its about time it got out of it. And the reason it could get out
  of it is rock music! And I think that Pete Townshend, The Who,
  Roger Daltrey, Entwistle, Moon, could rise this country out of its
  decadent, ambient state more than Wilson and those crappy people
  could ever hope to acheive!

Pete Townshend: What first made us want to go to America
  and...”conquer" it, was being English! It wasnt that we cared a
  monkeys about the American Dream, or the American drug situation,
  or the dollars or any of that. Its because we were English kids!
  And we wanted to go to America and be English!

Tom Smothers: [coming back to Roger] And you must be Roger.
Roger Daltrey: Well I must be.
Tom Smothers: Are you?
Roger Daltrey: Yes.
Tom Smothers: And where are you from?
Roger Daltrey: Oz. [audience laughs]
Tom Smothers: [taken aback] Roger from Oz?
Roger Daltrey: Yes!

Pete Townshend: When Im on the stage - let me try to explain - when
  Im on the stage, Im not in control of myself at all. I even dont
  know who I am. Im not this rational person that can sit here and
  talk to you. If you walked on the stage in the middle of a concert
  for an interview, Id probably come close to killing you - I HAVE
  come close to killing people that walked on the stage. Abbie
  Hofmann walked on the stage at Woodstock and I nearly killed him
  with me guitar. A cameraman walked... a, a, a policeman came on
  when the bloody building of the Fillmore in New York was burning
  down - and I kicked him in the balls and sent him off. Its not
  like being possessed, you know, its just - I do my job, and I know
  that I have to get into a certain state of mind to do it.

Pete Townshend: Ive got a guitar up here if any big-mouth little git
  wants to come and fucking take it off me.

Keith Moon: My friends call me Keith, but you can call me John.

John Entwistle: We became rich later than I expected. Now Im too old
  to enjoy my money.

Edward R. Meow: [Michael and the employees kids are watching the
  young Michael on an old puppet show] So, tell me, what do you wanna
  be when you grow up?
Young Michael Scott: I wanna be married and have 100 kids so I can
  have 100 friends, and no one can say no to being my friend.
Edward R. Meow: [Long pause] Uh... oh, ok. Well, nice talking with
  you, Michael. Back to you, Miss Trudy!
Melissa Hudson: [after Michael turns off the clip] Did you get
  married?
Michael Scott: Uh, no...
Abby: Why not?
Michael Scott: Uh, it just never happened.
Sasha: So, do you have any kids?
Michael Scott: Uh, nope.
Jake Palmer: Do you have a girlfriend?
Michael Scott: I do ok.
Melissa Hudson: Was Chet Montgomery cool back then?
Jake Palmer: Even I have a girlfriend.
Michael Scott: Ok. Alright, ok.
Sasha: So you didnt get to be who you wanted to be.
Michael Scott: [pause] I guess not...

Captain: Firing squad; each of you has been handed a rifle. In only
  one of these rifles is there an actual bullet. This is so that no
  one will know who actually fires the shot, and no one will have to
  bear the weight of guilt on their conscience. Understood?
Squad Member 2, Squad Member 1: Aye.
Captain: Alright. Now on my mark, you will aim at the criminal, and
  fire.
Prisoner: IF YOU DARE!
Captain: Shut up! Alright. Ready? Aim! Fire!
[three shots are sounded, but none hit the prisoner]
Captain: Okay, nobody hit him. You have to aim, alright? Whoever has
  the bullet didnt hit him. Dont assume you dont have the bullet,
  you still have to aim.
Squad Member 2, Squad Member 1: I did! I was aiming! [ect]
Captain: Well, aim better. Robertson? Paying attention?
Squad Member 2: Hey, whyd you single me out?
Captain: No reason.
Squad Member 2: I have the bullet, dont I?
Captain: I didnt say that...
Squad Member 2: Well, Im glad I didnt aim, I cant bear that guilt!
Captain: Oh! ...gimme the guns back. Im shuffling the guns, that way
  we dont know who has what gun, its all gonna be shuffled,
  alright? Heres your guns.
Squad Member 1: [points at Squad Member 1s gun] Its that one. I
  watched.
Captain: ...gimmie the guns back. Alright, dont watch this time! Im
  shuffling where no one can see me.
Prisoner: You men, free me and tie him to the post! And I shall make
  thee kings!
Captain: Shut up! Alright, heres your guns. Now -
[Squad Member 1 looks in gun barrel of his gun]
Captain: Dont look in there!
Squad Member 2: Was it the one?
Squad Member 1: Nope, its good.
Captain: ...gimmie the guns back.

Female Teacher: ...So you see, as soon as the Mayflower arrived the
  Indians immediately attacked the boats saying, "you gotta fight us,
  or well go back to Europe, and rape all your babies"...
Fairy of Womanhood: Hello Margaret
Margaret: Who are you?
Fairy of Womanhood: I am the Fairy of Womanhood.
Margaret: Oh no...
Fairy of Womanhood: Thats right. Today is your special day.
Margaret: You mean?
Fairy of Womanhood: Yes, today is the day I turn on your womb.
Margaret: Not now, Im in the middle of Social Studies.
Fairy of Womanhood: Oh, Margaret. Womanhood waits for no one. Now
  spread those legs cuz here we go...
Margaret: No! Stop! -Everyone in classroom looks at Margaret...
Female Teacher: Margaret, do you have a problem with our forefathers
  treatment of the savages?
Margaret: Uh... no...
Female Teacher: Alright, now these Godless assholes had the nerve...
Fairy of Womanhood: Alright, lets clear up those cobwebs and fire up
  those ovaries.
Margaret: Listen Fairy. I dont want to become a woman here in the
  middle of class. Can... can we at least wait until I get home?
Fairy of Womanhood: Oh, Margaret. Theres nothing to be nervous
  about. The shedding of ones uterine lining is a symbolic
  transition from childhood to adulthood. Nothing could be more
  natural. Now, here I go...
Margaret: Wait, no! -Margaret pushes the Fairy of Womanhood to the
  teacher and she bleeds rapidly and runs away screaming...
Fairy of Womanhood: Margaret, that wasnt very nice. Now, spread
  those legs and accept your fate.
Margaret: No, youll never get me! Never! -Margaret dodges the Fairy
  of Womanhood and she hits Timmy...
Male Student: Blllugh, ugh, uh, whats happening to me? What? Wha-oh
  my God! -Timmy screams and runs away and the fairy re-appears...
Fairy of Womanhood: Its not going to be that bad! Now stop making me
  angry!
Margaret: Youll never get me! Never!
Rationality: Margaret! Whats going on around here?

[cont.]
Zach: Yeah.
Trevor: So, uh...oh, do you still see Candace?
Zach: No, she passed away.
Trevor: Oh! Im so sorry, I didnt know. How long ago did that
  happen?
Zach: Uh, about four...
Trevor: [nodding] Four years ago.
Zach: No, pm.
Trevor: .......four..pm! As in...today, four...pm...its five oclock
  now...so...that was recent. What happened?
Zach: I was at my dealers house
Trevor: Uh huh...
Zach: I was buying the PCP
Trevor: Of course.
Zach: And I didnt have enough money for the whole gallon
Trevor: Ohh, its expensive.
Zach: But I wanted the whole gallon.
Trevor: Of course.
Zach: So, I had made this deal, where I would leave her as colateral
Trevor: Uh oh...
Zach: And I would go hit up an ATM, and come right back.
Trevor: I see problems..
Zach: But...while I was out I got distracted and he...cut her head
  off.
Trevor: *Whoa!!* Wow...and that happened today. Just a little while
  ago. Are you alright? Are you doing okay?
Zach: Yeah, Im pretty high right now.
Trevor: Right, because of the PCP. Oh, I ran into Bill the other day,
  and he is doing really good.

Arthur Weasley: [after the trio is nearly hit by several Stunning
  Spells] Stop! Thats my son!
[he runs up to the kids]
Arthur Weasley: Ron, Harry, Hermione are you alright?
Ron: We came back for Harry.
Barty Crouch: [Whipping out his wand and pointing it threateningly
  between the three kids] Which of you conjured it?
Arthur Weasley: Barty, you cant be serious...
Barty Crouch: DO NOT LIE! You have been discovered at the scene of
  the crime!
Harry: Crime?
Arthur Weasley: Barty, theyre just kids.
Harry: What crime?
Hermione: Its the Dark Mark, Harry. Its HIS Mark.
Harry: [glances up at the huge skull and snake in the air] Voldemort?
  Those people, in the masks, theyre his too arent they? His
  followers.
Arthur Weasley: Death Eaters.
Barty Crouch: [to the rest of the Ministry Wizards] Follow me.
Harry: Uh, there was a man, earlier. [he points in the direction
  where he saw Crouch, Jr] There.
Barty Crouch: All of you, this way!
Arthur Weasley: A man, Harry? Who was he?
Harry: I dont know. I didnt see his face.

Quentin Tarantino: And then... just as Dorothy and the wicked witch
  charge at each other, BAM, blowout fight scene! The gals whip out
  these huge samurai swords, and they just TEAR IT UP! Im talking
  kung-fu! Im talking walking on walls! Im talking explosions
  everywhere! [imitating explosions] Psshh. Psshh. Psshh! Im talking
  Oz in flames! Burn baby burn! You digging it?
Kermit the Frog: Sounds, um, a bit violent for a family film.
Quentin Tarantino: Okay fine. We pull back on the violence. Pull back
  on the explosions. Pull back on the burn baby burn. Alright... ya
  know. Less kung-fu. But instead, are you ready? Ya ready?
Kermit the Frog: Yeah, yeah!
Quentin Tarantino: Morphing.
Kermit the Frog: Morphing?
Quentin Tarantino: Morphing. Crazy morphing! Were talking Piggy
  turning into Gonzo, mutating into Scooter. Scooter turning in to a
  big, busty vampire vixen who explodes in a sea of crimson blood!
  Hahahahaha. All done in the classic Japanese anime style. You know,
  for the kids.
Kermit the Frog: Um, yeah. Sounds... expensive.
Quentin Tarantino: Think, think, think, think, think. I can work with
  this. Think, think, think [snaps fingers] I got it! [climbing on
  the table] Dorothy... big bad Dorothy goes to kick the witch, are
  ya ready for this... are ya ready?
Kermit the Frog: Yeah.
Quentin Tarantino: ...In the face!
Kermit the Frog: Hmmm... oh. Now that we can afford
Quentin Tarantino: [hits the table with joy] YES!

Mae Coleman: The kids a goner! Theyre gonna make him pay for the
  stuff!
Jack Stone: Here! [hands Mae a joint] Simmer down, will ya?
Mae Coleman: Ive seen my honor rolled up and burned away with the
  stuff! Well, its gotta stop! [Jack grabs her breasts from behind]
  Let go of me!
Jack Stone: What? Im trying to comfort you here.
Mae Coleman: I said, let go! [yanks Jacks hands off her] I should
  show him the door. He treats me like a whore! I dont need Jack no
  more or the stuff! [throws the joint to the ground and stomps on
  it]
Jack Stone: [slaps her] Dumb slut, that was a half a jay of good
  mooter you just wasted!
Mae Coleman: I know. [picks up a garden hoe and starts twirling it]
Jack Stone: Hey, what are you doing with that garden hoe?
Mae Coleman: Taking care of a big... fat... weed!
Jack Stone: Alright, thats it. [takes out a gun] Say goodnight,
  Gracie. [shoots, but there are no bullets]
Mae Coleman: [smirks] Goodnight, Gracie. [hits him with the hoe] So,
  this is it, Jack! Last night of ballyhoo for the stuff!
Jack Stone: Get away from me, you crazy skirt!
Mae Coleman: This ones for Ralph, Jack! This ones for Sally, too!
  Had enough? Yeah, youre not so tough! [continues beating him] You
  once had all the brains! Now theyre just carpet stains! Youre in
  no shape to fight my bid to make things right! Cause theres blood
  upon your necktie. Your corpus is delecti. And I have been
  delivered from the stuff! [cuts out Jacks heart]

Meadow Soprano: Are you in the Mafia?
Tony Soprano: Am I in the what?
Meadow Soprano: Whatever you want to call it. Organized crime.
Tony Soprano: Thats total crap, who told you that?
Meadow Soprano: Dad, Ive lived in the house all my life. Ive seen
  the police come with warrants. Ive seen you going out at three in
  the morning.
Tony Soprano: So you never seen Doc Cusamano going out at three in
  the morning on a call?
Meadow Soprano: Did the Cusamano kids ever find ,000 in
  krugerrandts and a .45 automatic while they were hunting for Easter
  eggs?
Tony Soprano: Im in the waste management business. Everybody
  immediately assumes youre mobbed up. Its a stereotype. And its
  offensive. And youre the last person I would want to perpetuate
  it... There is no Mafia.
Meadow Soprano: Fine.
Tony Soprano: Alright look, Mead, youre a grown woman, almost. Some
  of my money comes from illegal gambling and whatnot. How does that
  make you feel?
Meadow Soprano: At least you dont keep denying it, like Mom. Kids in
  school think its actually kinda neat.
Tony Soprano: They seen "The Godfather", right?
Meadow Soprano: Not really. "Casino" we like, Sharon Stone, the 70s
  clothes, pills...
Tony Soprano: Im not asking about those bums. Im asking about you.
Meadow Soprano: Sometimes I wish you were like other dads. But then,
  like... Mr. Scangarelo for example? An advertising executive for
  big tobacco. Or lawyers? So many dads are full of shit.
Tony Soprano: Oh, and Im not.
Meadow Soprano: You finally told the truth about this.
Tony Soprano: Look, Mead, part of my income comes from legitimate
  businesses, stock market...
Meadow Soprano: Look, Dad, please, okay? Dont start mealy-mouthing.

Dave, Bens Literary Agent: Youre writing a book about your
  grandmother?
Ben: Yeah, she was an extraordinary woman.
Dave, Bens Literary Agent: Oh, um, Im sure she was. Did she fuck a
  president?
Ben: No.
Dave, Bens Literary Agent: No. Did she discover uranium?
Ben: No.
Dave, Bens Literary Agent: A cure for cancer?
Ben: No.
Dave, Bens Literary Agent: Nothing like that?
Ben: No.
Dave, Bens Literary Agent: Why, why would anybody wanna read a book
  about her?
Ben: Cause, Dave, she was four-foot-nine, she emigrated from Europe
  when she was a little girl, she worked in a sweatshop making
  buttonholes fourteen hours a day, and yet somehow managed to raise
  five kids and stay married to the same man for fifty-seven years.
  Im telling you, Dave, this is gonna be the greatest love story
  ever told.
Dave, Bens Literary Agent: Let me explain something to you, not as
  your agent, this is as a friend. Cmere.
[Dave leads Ben over to his office window]
Dave, Bens Literary Agent: Cmere. Alright, you see all these people
  out here, huh? You see theyre getting into buildings, theyre,
  theyre driving in cars, theyre crossing the street there, theyre
  walking around. Every single one of these people is going to die
  someday, and they all know it, which is why they tend to regard the
  time that they have on this planet as precious. Now, there, there
  are a lot of things that take up a lot of that time, even if they
  dont enjoy it. They have to go to work, they have to get dressed,
  they have to wait in lines, they have to clean yards, they gotta
  get batteries, they have to, they have to visit the eye doctors,
  theyre doing all these things. Now, add that to the time they
  spend sleeping, and eating, and, and, and, and washing up, and
  voting, and, and, and, and buying gifts for people they dont even
  like, and you can see why theyre so choosy about how they spend
  whatever leisure time they do have. And you can understand why,
  unless she went down on somebody really interesting, why theyre
  not going to waste their valuable time reading a book about your
  fucking grandmother.
Ben: So, if Im reading you right, you dont like the idea.
Dave, Bens Literary Agent: Its not that.

Ren: At last I have control of your TV set. Are you receiving me?
  Welcome to our secret headquarters.
Stimpy: Thousands of miles beneath the earths crust.
Ren: Shut up you fool! How do we know we can trust them?
Stimpy: We could make them take the oath!
Ren: Perfect! The oath! Put your hand on the TV screen and repeat
  after me. I do hereby promise only to watch the Ren and Stimpy
  show. To make underleg noises during the good scenes. To wear
  unwashed Lederhosen every single day of the rest of my life! Thats
  it, youre in our secret club! Alright Stimpy, theyre OK. Show
  them the stuff.
Stimpy: Congratulations...
Ren: Shut up and show them.
Stimpy: Im showing them, Im showing them. OK kids, its time for a
  secret cartoon!

Young Big Lou: You deadeat son of a bitch, wheres the rent?
Tenant: Im a little short right now. How about another week?
Young Big Lou: Another week? Another week? What do you say, Louie,
  shall we give him another week?
Young Louie: Eh...okay.
Young Big Lou: Okay? Really? Are you sure? Remember, that .00 I
  give you every week really isnt an allowance, its more like a
  percentage. You let this guy skate, that means you only get .70.
  Now remember, the other tenants are gonna want another week. You
  know what that means? Pretty soon youll be down to nothing, zero
  zip. No ice cream. No soda. No candy...[turns to shout at tenant]
  YOU GONNA STEAL CANDY FROM MY KIDS MOUTH?!
Tenant: No, man, no.
Young Big Lou: Then give me what you got. Alright, Friday, Willie, I
  want the rest Friday. [He and Louie leave]
Tenant: [mutters] Dont hold your breath.

Billie Jean: Im Billie Jean Davy, and I wanna set the record
  straight.
Ringwald: [notices hair cut very short] Oh my God!
Policeman #1: Wow!
Billie Jean: Im not a liar, Im not a thief, and neither is my
  brother.
Binx: [cuts in] Hello, ma!
Billie Jean: [shoves Binx aside] Sorry, that is him. Mom, I dont
  know when well be comin home, but we love you. I know people are
  making up stories about us. Dont you believe them. As for you, Mr.
  Pyatt. You are so sleazy.
Putter: [cheers on camera] YEA!
Billie Jean: You think you can do anything you want and then lie
  about it and we just have to take it, because what are we? Just a
  bunch of kids. Well not this time. From now on were doin this our
  way. No lyin, no cheatin, fair is fair.
Kid #1 in Crowd: [at electronics store watching TV] Alright!
Billie Jean: 8 dollars for the scooter your son trashed. Thats
  what you owe, and were NOT turnin ourselves in til we get it.
  Fair is fair! We didnt start this, we didnt mean it to happen,
  but were not givin up til you pay. FAIR IS FAIR!

Rose Nylund: [to Blanche] Blanche, are you alright?
Blanche Devereaux: Im stunned, Im just stunned.
Dorothy Petrillo-Zbornak: Honey, whats wrong?
Blanche Devereaux: That call, it was Viola Watkins, she used to be my
  Mammy.
Dorothy Petrillo-Zbornak: Your what?
Blanche Devereaux: My Mammy, the woman who took care of me when I was
  little.
Dorothy Petrillo-Zbornak: Oh, Im sorry, I dont think I ever heard
  anyone called Mammy before.
Rose Nylund: What about Mrs. Eisenhower?
Dorothy Petrillo-Zbornak: Mammy Eisenhower... I think only the Nixon
  kids got to call her that.

Edgar Munsen: Alright, one question. How are we gonna stop a load of
  kids from beating the crap outta each other?
Jimmy Hopkins: Its America! We go in there with threats and bribes
  until we get what we want. If all else fails we beat the crap out
  of everyone!