Movie Quotes for My Father, My Son

Andrew: All this time I wondered why you upped and left. You knew
  what he was up to didnt you... You know the really sad part - I
  didnt even find out until I read the will... You killed me when
  you walked away and left me with that evil piece of scum. You had
  the gall to come back here and bring that thing into our house, my
  mothers house... Like father, like son.

Carter Tibbits: Paul, I thought my crew chief made everything clear.
  I cant trust a man who sneaks in my bedroom while Im showering
  and plays with my stuff. Im afraid youre dead to me, Paul. Just
  like a certain ex-wife whose number I will not mention. [Pats Rory
  on the shoulder] Howre you doin there, son?
Paul Hennessy: Now, Carter, I just want to set everything straight,
  and then youll never hear from me again. I know that the book deal
  is dead. Is it? [Carter stares at him] I mean, right. No, no,
  thats neither here nor there, its just... that I, I want you to
  know that I wasnt playing with your stuff. [he stares at Rory,
  Rory shakes his head "no". He goes back to looking at Carter] My
  son took something. I was putting it back.
Carter Tibbits: Well, isnt that somethin. Blaming it on your own
  son!
Cody Grant: [From the other room, VO] Pitiful!
Paul Hennessy: No, no, no, no, no, no, no! Wait! If you rewound the
  tape...
Carter Tibbits: Youre not half the man that wife number three turned
  out to... [Stops himself, realizing hes said too much] I think you
  know where the door is.
Rory Hennessy: [He and Paul go towards the door, but Rory turns back
  for a moment] Mr. Tibbits, I stole that picture of you and movie
  legend, Paul Newman. My dad was just putting it back. I took it for
  a joke.
Carter Tibbits: Theres nothin funny about stealin, son.
Rory Hennessy: I know. Its just, my dads so funny, and I was trying
  to be funny.
Paul Hennessy: Rory, whyd you take it so far?
Rory Hennessy: Because I wanted to impress you!
Carter Tibbits: Whoa! Whoa! Stealing to impress your father! You
  know, Rory, I run a program for at-risk youth, such as yourself...
Paul Hennessy: Hes not at-risk!
Carter Tibbits: If I had a dime for every parent who ever said
  that...

[as Super Hot Giant Alien passes overhead, a Father and Son see up
  her skirt]
Birthday Son: I want to go on that ride, Daddy.
Birthday Father: Me, too, Son. Me, too.

Leonard Scruby: So you had absolutely no idea your wife was subject
  to these tendencies?
Roger Miles: None whatsoever.
Leonard Scruby: Good. And how did you find out?
Roger Miles: My son told me.
Leonard Scruby: Oh, excellent. What did he say?
Roger Miles: She shares a bed with this women.
Leonard Scruby: Who is a known Lesbian?
Roger Miles: Yes. She got married once.
Leonard Scruby: Excuse me?
Roger Miles: To another women. Read something about it somewhere. Gay
  News. Dont know if shes had a divorce.
Leonard Scruby: Well, this is most promising. And where has your wife
  taken the boy?
Roger Miles: Brixton.
Leonard Scruby: Oh, wonderful.

Father Brown: My son...
Flambeau: Please do not call me your son.
Father Brown: My son, you think that you are a man of the world and
  that I am not. But I assure you, my "innocent" ears encounter every
  day stories of a horror that would make your sophisticated hair
  stand on end. Although I wear funny clothes, and have taken certain
  vows, I live far more in the world than you do.

Rhonda Gibbs: Filling in for Carl Hickey will be his son, Earl
  Hickey.
Carl Hickey: [watching TV] No, no, no, no, no.
Earl: My father is feeling a little under the weather.
Carl Hickey: [watching TV] Dont embarrass me, dont embarrass me.
Rhonda Gibbs: Nothing serious I hope.
Earl: Er... diarrhea!

Sarmoti: Larry, I want you to know, if you were my own son... Id be
  pretty disapointed. But Id make do.

David Kennedy: Its Jenny. I want her and she wants Mick. Im Georgie
  Burke and Micks Dad. Now go.
Frances Kennedy: You are not George Burke. You are not your father.
  You are your fathers son. I cant find words to express how proud
  I am of you. Youre great. If she cant see that, shes not worthy
  of you. And if she can, shell come around.

Susan Harper: [On hearing Michael is seeing a therapist] Maybe...
  maybe we should go and talk to this therapist.
Ben Harper: Maybe not. Maybe I should sort out this problem with a
  little father-son chat.
Susan Harper: Did it occur to you that your father-son chats may have
  put him there in the first place?
Ben Harper: You spoil him!
Susan Harper: Youre hyper-critical!
Ben Harper: Youre overbearing!
Susan Harper: Youre emotionally constipated!

Bob Pigeon: Scott. When you inherit your fortune, on your
  twenty-first birthday, lets see... how far away is this?
Scott Favor: One week away, Bob, just one more week.
Bob Pigeon: Lets not call ourselves robbers, but Dianas foresters.
  Gentlemen of the shade. Minions of the Moon. Men of good
  government.
Scott Favor: [under his breath] When I turn twenty-one, I dont want
  any more of this life. My mother and father will be surprised at
  the incredible change. It will impress them more when such a
  fuck-up like me turns good than if I had been a good son all along.
  All the past years I will think of as one big vacation. At least it
  wasnt as boring as schoolwork. All my bad behavior Im going to
  throw away to pay my debt. I will change when everybody expects it
  the least.

Papa: You must be getting married. Why else would you be dressed like
  an undertaker on holiday?
Omar: Going to Uncles house, Papa. Hes given me a car.
Papa: What? The brakes must be faulty. Tell me one thing because
  theres something I dont understand, though it must be my fault.
  How is it that scrubbing cars can make a son of mine look so
  ecstatic?
Omar: It gets me out of the house.
Papa: Dont get too involved with that crook. Youve got to study. We
  are under siege by the white man. For us education is power. [Omar
  shakes his head at his father] Dont let me down.

Aunt Esther: My body was blessed by Mother Nature, honey.
Fred Sanford: And as you got older, it was cursed by Father Time.

Melvin: Did you listen to your father?
Fred Sanford: Every time he raised that strap, he had my complete
  attention.

Lamont Sanford: [after Grip has claimed to be Lamonts father, Lamont
  turns to Fred] Hey, man, this is my father, the only Pop Ive ever
  known. Now, all my life its been Sanford and Son, and, as far as
  Im concerned, thats the way its gonna always be.

Baron Wolf von Frankenstein: It appears that my father thought that
  he could extract from lightning some super-violet ray of
  life-giving properties.

Helstrom: [stops Hilda in the streets of Dakang] Oh, ah, miss... I
  heard about your father. If I could do anything...
Hilda: [ice cold] Youve done enough. You killed my father.
Helstrom: Killed? Why... what? The tent caught fire...
Hilda: My father was beaten over the head. He wasnt burned. What do
  you think the magistrate will say to that when he gets here?
Helstrom: You cant accuse me! You mustnt dare...
Hilda: How do you know I wasnt? Unless you were? How do you know
  what my father said me before he... before he died?
Helstrom: [scared] He... What did he say?
Hilda: The magistrate will be here in a few days. Ill tell him.
Helstrom: [tries to be threatening] Youd better be careful! What are
  you going to tell the magistrate?
Hilda: You can just wonder about that till he gets here.

Jack Benjamin: They took from us our best. But we can not let the
  work of rogues impede my fathers best ambition - peace. To that
  end, let it be said, let it be known, let it be remembered that I,
  on the day of my melancholy ascension, saw through that goal. But
  we neednt give up our land to achieve that peace; we can reach out
  to Gath...
William Cross: [unable to contain his impatience] Enough! We suffered
  enough peacock speeches under him; if theres to be change, lets
  start there. I dont speak the backwards language of kings, so Ill
  talk plain: Silas is dead, killed by Gath assassins. The media will
  confirm the story today. Jack will be king; his first order will be
  to avenge his fathers murder. Gath has never wanted peace with us;
  they want war, and we will give it to them. Ready our planes to
  strike.
Jack Benjamin: No.
Rev. Ephram Samuels: Perhaps we should wait, mourn our loss - not let
  grief cloud our good judgment.
David Shepherd: The country doesnt want this.
William Cross: They will, when were attacked. And Gath will strike,
  right here in Shiloh - you can count on it.
Jack Benjamin: No; war is not the answer. As king...
William Cross: Sit down, Jack.
[a soldier steps behind Jack and places his hand on his shoulder,
  pressing him into his seat]
William Cross: The reverend was right; grief clouds judgment. Our
  heir apparent has had a traumatic day, so until he has recovered
  properly and mourned his loss, Ill help make his essential
  decisions.
Queen Rose Benjamin: *You* did this.
William Cross: Ive allied the media, the military, now our new king,
  all to this purpose.
Queen Rose Benjamin: And you used my son!
William Cross: Neither you, nor he, nor any vagrant opinion will
  interrupt what - God, youve got *me* doing it! We attack - today!
Andrew Cross: Father...
William Cross: What?
Andrew Cross: They found his ambulance; theres no sign of him.
William Cross: Who?
Andrew Cross: Silas... hes gone.

Helen: I am here on account of my son, Seth. Dr. Nayar has saved his
  life countless times, and his kindness and caring are second only
  to the boys father, whose visits have been less frequent of
  late... he works.
King Silas Benjamin: ...Is your son well at the present time?
Helen: Yes, thanks to his doctor, and the hope of better days.
King Silas Benjamin: Youre asking me to forgive... a fatal crime, to
  soothe one boy.
Helen: Dr. Nayar has provided my son with the presence of stability,
  safety, of strength - a strength my son *needs* to stay alive. You
  are acting as God today, sir; I ask you: How much more can God
  demand?
King Silas Benjamin: Im sure Dr. Nayar deserves gratitude... As much
  as it will cause pain, I must do what God and law require.

King Silas Benjamin: Bad back, I can deal with; embarrassment...
David Shepherd: You have no reason to be embarrassed.
King Silas Benjamin: Oh, yes I have; Im not as young or as strong as
  I was - not like you. Oh, your youth, my experience - wed be one
  *perfect* king.
David Shepherd: Youre the most powerful man I know.
King Silas Benjamin: Not anymore... you are. Ive opened up my entire
  life to you.
David Shepherd: Why would you do that?
King Silas Benjamin: [perplexed by David]... Sit down.
[David cautiously sits beside the king on his bed]
King Silas Benjamin: We only really know each other when we know each
  others deepest secrets - when we know whats in each others
  hearts. I trust you with mine; I want you to trust me with yours.
David Shepherd: ...I do.
King Silas Benjamin: Whats in your heart, David? What is your
  deepest secret? I want to know you just as you know me; I want to
  forgive you, just as youve forgiven me, so that nothing can come
  between us.
David Shepherd: [torn by his promise to Michelle not to reveal their
  relationship to her father]... I could keep *nothing* from my king.
King Silas Benjamin: I believe you, my son... Go home.
David Shepherd: [looking out the window] The frost... your
  amaryllis... theyll die.
King Silas Benjamin: Maybe next year... well come back.

Special Agent Paul Budiansky: Im looking for Tiberiu. Cristus
  father.
Tiberiu: Indeed? Why?
Special Agent Paul Budiansky: Because if I were Tiberiu, Id want to
  punish the man who was responsible for sending my son to jail for
  the rest of his life.
Tiberiu: And how would you do that?
Special Agent Paul Budiansky: Id tell him where hes going to be and
  when.
Tiberiu: And what do you get from this?
Special Agent Paul Budiansky: [shows his badge] I dont like him. I
  want him taken care of.
Tiberiu: [smiles wolfishly] No worries, my friend.

Charlie Duke: My father was born shortly after the Wright Brothers.
  He could barely believe that I went to the Moon. But my son, Tom,
  was five. And he didnt think it was any big deal.

[Fanny is trying to encourage Percival to make love to her. He is
  very naive and only knows how bulls and cows mate. His father and
  Mrs Coles are listening outside the bedroom door]
Percival Harding: Is it time to climb on your back now, Fanny?
Fanny Hill: [coyly] I think we may do it face-to-face.
Percival Harding: How shall we do that?
Fanny Hill: Like this. Suppose I lift my leg like this, then put my
  other one...
Mr. Harding: [shouts from outside the door] Come on, my son!
Percival Harding: [shouts excitedly to his father] Its in! Its in!
Mr. Harding: Oh, well done! Well done!
[Mrs Coles and the other prostitutes join in the laughter and
  rejoicing]

Judy Witwicky: [barging into Sams bedroom, her husband in tow] Oh,
  for Petes sakes! You are so defensive! Were you... masturbating?
Ron Witwicky: Judy...
Sam Witwicky: [frantic] Was I master... No, Mom!
Ron Witwicky: Zip it, okay?
Judy Witwicky: Its okay...
Sam Witwicky: No, I dont masturbate!
Ron Witwicky: Thats not something for you to bring up.
Judy Witwicky: Okay.
Ron Witwicky: Thats a father-and-son thing, okay?
Sam Witwicky: Father-son thing...
Judy Witwicky: I mean, you dont have to call it that word if that
  makes you uncomfortable... you can call it Sams happy time or...
Sam Witwicky: [amazed] Happy time?
Judy Witwicky: ...my special alone time...
Ron Witwicky: Judy, stop!
Judy Witwicky: ...with myself.
Sam Witwicky: Mom, you cant come in and...
Judy Witwicky: Im sorry. Its just been a weird night. Ive had a
  little bit to drink.

HWs Interpreter, George: [speaking for deaf H.W] Id prefer to speak
  to you in private.
Plainview: You cant speak. So why dont you flap your hands about
  and have whats-his-name tell me where youve been. Or do you think
  I dont know?
HWs Interpreter, George: This is hard for me to say. Ill tell you
  first: I love you very much. Ive learned to love what I do because
  of you. Im leaving here. Im going to Mexico. Im taking Mary, and
  Im going to Mexico. I miss working outside. I miss the fields.
  Itll only be for a time, for me to do my own drilling, and start
  my own company. Its time to make a change.
Plainview: This makes you my competitor.
HWs Interpreter, George: No. No, its not like that.
Plainview: It is like that, boy... Your own company, huh? In
  Mexico... Youre making such a misstep. So, what are you doing?
HWs Interpreter, George: I know you and I have disagreed over many
  things. Id rather keep you as my father, than my partner.
Plainview: Then say it! You got something to say to me then say it,
  Id like to hear you speak instead of your little dog, woof woof
  woof woof woof woof woof!
H.W. Plainview - Older: Im going to Mexico with my wife. Im going
  away from you.
Plainview: That wasnt so hard, was it? Youre killing us with what
  youre doing. Youre killing my image of you as my son.
HWs Interpreter, George: You are stubborn. You wont listen.
Plainview: Youre not my son.
HWs Interpreter, George: Please dont say that. I know you dont
  mean it.
Plainview: Its the truth. Youre not my son. You never have been.
  Youre an orphan. Did you ever hear that word? You operated here
  today like one. I should have seen this coming. I should have known
  that under this all, these past years youve been building your
  hate for me piece by piece. I dont even know who you are because
  you have none of me in you, youre someone elses. This anger, your
  maliciousness, backwards dealings with me. Youre an orphan from a
  basket in the middle of the desert. And I took you for no other
  reason than I needed a sweet face to buy land. Did you get that?
  Now you know. [Plainview whistles mockingly] Look at me. Youre
  lower than a bastard. Mmm-hmm. You have none of me in you. Youre
  just a bastard from a basket.
HWs Interpreter, George: I thank God I have none of you in me.
Plainview: [H.W. and George get up and begin to leave the room]
  Youre not my son. Youre just a little piece of competition.
  Bastard from a basket, bastard from a basket. Youre a bastard from
  a basket!

JB: [narrating in song] A long-ass fuckin time ago in a town called
  Kickapoo / There lived a humble family religious through and
  through / But yea there was a black sheep and he knew just what to
  do / His name was young JB and he refused to step in line / A
  vision he did see of fucking rocking all the time / He wrote a
  tasty jam and all the planets did align...
[young JB enters playing a guitar]
Lil JB: [singing] Oh, the dragons balls were blazin as I stepped
  into his cave / Then I sliced his fucking cockles with my long and
  shiny blade / Twas I who fucked the dragon, fuckalye sing fuckaloo
  / And if you try to fuck with me then I shall fuck you too / Gotta
  get it on in the party zone / I gotsta shoot a load in party zone /
  Gotta lick a toad in the party zone / Gotta suck a choad in the
  party zone!
[Jacks father takes him to his room and spanks him with his belt. A
  guitar riff is heard starting.]
Jacks Father: [singing] You disobeyed my orders son, why were you
  ever born? / Your brothers ten times better than you, Jesus loves
  him more / This music that youve played for us comes from the
  depths of Hell / Rock n rolls the Devils work, he wants you to
  rebel.
[begins to tear down JBs rock n roll posters]
Jacks Father: Youll become a mindless puppet! Beelzebub will pull
  the strings! / Your heart will lose direction and chaos it will
  bring / You better shut your mouth, you better watch your tone /
  Youre grounded for a week with no telephone / Dont let me hear ya
  cry, dont let me hear ya moan / You gotta praise the Lord when
  youre in my home!
[Dad storms out, leaving only one poster: Ronnie James Dio]
Lil JB: [singing to the poster] Dio, can you hear me? I am lost and
  so alone / Im asking for your guidance, wont you come down from
  your throne? / I need a tight compadre who will teach me how to
  rock / My father thinks youre evil, but, man, he can suck a cock /
  Rock is not the Devils work, its magical and rad / Ill never
  rock as long as I am stuck here with my dad.
[the poster comes to life]
Ronnie James Dio: [singing] I hear you brave young Jables, you are
  hungry for the rock / But to learn the ancient methods, secret
  doors you must unlock / Escape your fathers clutches in this
  oppressive neighborhood / On a journey you must go to find the land
  of Hollywood / In the City of Fallen Angels, where the ocean meets
  the sand / You will form a strong alliance and the worlds most
  awesome band / To find your fame and fortune, through the valley
  you must walk / You will face your inner demons, now go my son and
  ROCK!
[JB jumps out the window and runs away from home]
JB: [narrating in song] So he bailed from fucking Kickapoo with
  hunger in his heart / And he journeyed far and wide to find the
  secrets of his art / But in the end he knew that he would find his
  counterpart / Rock! / Rah-ha-ha-ha-hock / Rah-ha-ha-ha-ha...
[babbles]
JB: Rock!