Blade Runner - Time to DieOUR FAVE PLANS, QUOTES and SAYINGS
A Secret Report within the Guild
Four planets have come to our attention regarding a plot that could jeopardize spice production. Planet Arrakis, Source of the Spice Planet Caladan, Home of House Atreidies Planet Geidi Prime, Home of House Harkonnen Plant Kaitain, Home of the Emperor of the Known Universe. Send a third stage guild navigator to planet Kaitain to demand details from the emperor. The spice must flow.
I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.
It is by will alone I set my mind in motion. It is by the juice of saphoo that thoughts acquire speed, the lips acquire stains, the stains become a warning. It is by will alone I set my mind in motion.
Between the time when the oceans drank Atlantis, and the rise of the sons of Aryas, there was an age undreamed of. And onto this, Conan, destined to wear the jewelled crown of Aquilonia upon a trouble brow. It is I, his chronicler, who alone can tell thee of his saga, Let me tell you of the days of high adventure!
The Riddle of Steel - Father's Version
Fire and Wind come from the Sky, from the Gods of the Sky. But your God is Crom, and he lives in the Earth. Once Giants lived in the Earth, Conan, and in the darkness of chaos, they fooled Crom, and took from him the enigma of Steel. Crom was angered and the Earth shook, and Fire and Wind struck down these giants, and threw their bodies onto the waters. But in their rage, the Gods forgot the secret of Steel and left it on the battlefield. And we who found it, are just men, Not Gods, Not Giants, just men. The Secret of Steel had always carried with it a mystery, you must its secret Conan, you must learn its discipline, for no one, on one on this earth can you trust, not men, not women, not beasts, *lifts sword*, this you can trust
The Riddle of Steel - Thulsa Doom's Version
Yes! You know what it is don't you boy. Shall I tell you? It's the least I can do. Steel isn't strong boy, flesh is stronger! Look around you. There, on the rocks, that beautiful girl Come to me my child.. *girl falls to her death* That is strength boy! That is power! What is Steel compared to the hand that wields it? Look at the strength in your body, the desire in your heart, I gave you this! Such a waste, contemplate this on the tree of woe. Crucify him.
Mongol General: "..I fear my sons will never understand me." Mongol Messenger: " We win again" Mongol General: "That is good! But what is best in life?" Mongol Warrior: "The open steppe, fleet horse, a falcon on your wrist, the wind in your hair!" Mongol General: "Wrong!, Conan, what is best in life?" Conan: "To crush your enemies, see them driven before you, and to hear the lamentations of the women!" Mongol General: "That is good"
Crom, I've Never Prayed to You Before...
Crom, I've never prayed to you before, I have no tongue for it, No one, not even you will remember, if we were good men or bad, why we fought, or why we died, no, the only thing that matters is, two stood against many, thats whats important, and if valour pleases you Crom, then grant me one request, grant me revenge, and if you do not listen, then the hell with you!
Black Adder - The Scottish Play
M: ..lest you continue in your quotations and mention the name of the "Scottish Play". K: Oh-ho... never fear, I shan't do that. (laughs) E: By the "Scottish Play", I assume you mean *Macbeth*. (The actors perform a ritual warding off of bad luck.) As: Aahhhhh! (slapping each others hands, pat-a-cake fashion) Hot potato, off his drawers, pluck to make amends. (pinch each others noses) Aaahh! E: What was that? K: We were exorcising evil spirits. Being but a mere butler, you will not know the great theatre tradition that one does *never* speak the name of the "Scottish Play". E: What, *Macbeth*? As: Aahhhhh! Hot potato, off his drawers, pluck to make amends. Ohhh! E: Good lord, you mean you have to do *that* every time I say *Macbeth*? As: Aahhhhh! Hot potato, off his drawers, pluck to make amends. Owwww! M: Will you please stop saying *that*! Always call it the "Scottish Play". E: So you want me to say the "Scottish Play"? As: YES!!! E: Rather than *Macbeth*? As: Aahhhhh! Hot potato, off his drawers, pluck to make amends. Owwwwww! (Prince George enters.) PR: For heaven's sake, what is all this hullabaloo, all this shouting and screaming and yelling blue murder? Why... it's like that play we saw the other day, what was it called... umm.. E: *Macbeth*, sir? As: Aahhhhh! Hot potato, off his drawers, pluck to make amends. Owwwwww! PR: No, no, it was called Julius Caesar. E: Ah yes, of course. Julius Caesar... not *Macbeth*. As: Aahhhhh! Hot potato, off his drawers, pluck to make amends. Owwwwww! E: Are you sure you want these people to stay? PR: Course, I asked them, didn't I, Mr. Thicky-Butler. K: Your Highness, may I say what a great honour it is to be invited? PR: Why certainly. K: Thank you. (dramatically) What a great honour that it is to be invited here to make merry in the halls of our King's loins' most glorious outpouring. PR: Eeergh!
Black Adder - Ploppy the Jailor
BA: Right, good morning team. My name is Edmund Blackadder and I'm the new minister in charge of religious genocide. Now, if you play straight with me you'll find me a considerate employer, but cross me and you'll find that under this playful boyish exterior beats the heart of a ruthless sadistic maniac. Now my man you are ? MRP: Eh, jailor Sir, my Lord. BA: Good, well done and your name is ? MRP: Ploppy Sir. BA: Ploppy ? MRP: Yes Sir. BA: Ploppy the jailor ? MRP: That's right Sir. Ploppy son of Ploppy. BA: Ploppy, son of Ploppy the jailor ? MRP: Ah ach no Sir. I am the first Ploppy to rise to be jailor. My father, Daddy Ploppy was known as Ploppy the slopper. It was from him that I inherited my fascinating skin diseases. BA: Yes you are to be congratulated, my friend, we, we live in an age where illness and deformity are common place and yet Ploppy, you are without a doubt the most repulsive individual that I have ever met. I would shake your hand but I fear it would come off. MRP: There's no many bosses would be that considerate sir. BA: Thank you Ploppy, I do my best. Now then woman. if indeed you are a woman, what is your function on death row ? MRSP: I'm the last meal cook Sir. The prisoners may ask for what they fancy for there last meal..... BA: And you cook for them what they desire ? MRSP: Oh yes Sir, provided they ask for sausages. Otherwise they tend to get a tiny bit disappointed. Sausages is all I got. BA: You are clearly a woman of principle and compassion mistress eh ? MRSP: Ploppy Sir. BA: Ah, so you are married to... MRSP: No, many people think that but it's pure coincidence. We did laugh when first we found out. "Good morning" mistress Ploppy he'd say, and I'd say "good morning .. MRP&MRSP: Mr. Ploppy" (both laugh) BA: The long winter evenings must just fly by.
Quite an experience to live in fear isn't it? Thats what it is to be a slave. I've seen things you people won't believe, Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion, I've watched C-Beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhauser Gate, But all those moments will be lost in time, Like, tears in the rain, Time to die...
Excalibur - A Boy Has Drawn the Sword
Arthur: Your sword was stolen Kay, but here's Excalibur
Boy: A boy has drawn the sword..
Morgan: Kay, did you free Excalibur from the stone?
Kay: Yes....No, I didn't, Arthur did.
Boy: A boy has drawn the sword..
Morgan: You freed it Arthur?
Arthur: I did Father, I beg your forgiveness.
Morgan: You must put it back.
*Arthur replaces the sword*
*a crowd gathers*
Morgan: Now try to draw it again Arthur
Uryens: Wait! I, Uryens will try, Stand Back!
*Uryens tries with all his might to free the sword*
Crowd: No, let the boy try, let the boy try
Morgan: Let the boy try
*Uryens steps away*
Morgan: Go on Arthur, don't be afraid
*Arthur grabs the hilt with one hand and frees the sword cleanly*
Priest: Praise God, we have our new king.
Arthur: Rise father please, I was your son before I became King,
if I am King?
Morgan: You are King, the more so, because I am not your father
and you are not my son.
Arthur: You are not my father, then Kay is not my Brother?
*Merlin appears in the background, slowly walking closer*
Morgan: Merlin the Magician brought you to me when you were newly born,
and bade me, to bring you up as my own, at first I
did so because I feared Merlin, but then because I
loved you.
Arthur: Then whose son am I?
Morgan: Only Merlin can tell you that.
Arthur: And who is Merlin?
Merlin: *I* am Merlin
Arthur: Who's son am I?
Merlin: You are the son of Uther and Igrane, you are *King* Arthur
Knights: Merlin, we haven't forgotten you, what trickery is this?
Uryens: He's trying to foist a fatherless boy upon us,
do you want a bastard as a king!
Knight: Leondegrance, join us against the boy
Leondegrance: I saw what I saw, the boy drew the sword.
If a boy has been chosen, then a boy shall be king!
Knight: No I challenge that...
Morgan: The Sword has been drawn.
Uryens: Are you with us or against us!
Leondegrance: Against you!
Uryens: How can a boy find his kingdom?
Excalibur - Broken that what could not be Broken
Arthur: Merlin what have I done?
Merlin: You have broken, that what could not be broken....Hope is broken..
Arthur: My pride broke it, my rage broke it!
*Arthur throws the hilt shard of Excalibur into the lake*
Arthur: This excellent knight, who fought with fairness and grace,
was meant to win, I used Excalibur to alter that verdict.
I've lost, for all time, the ancient sword of our fathers,
whose purpose was to unite all men, not to serve the vanity
of a single man. I am nothing.
* The Lady of the Lake begins to take form underneath the lake*
Merlin: The Lady of the Lake...
* Excalibur rises, whole, in the Lady arms*
Arthur: Can it be true?
Merlin: Take it!
*Athur wades out and reaches for the sword*
Merlin: Take it! Quickly!
*Arthur takes the sword and looks in wonder, before returning to shore*
*Lancelot stirs*
Arthur: Praise speed to God, your still alive.
Lancelot: Aye, This is a great day!
The best knight in the world bested.
My search is at an end, my king, make me your champion.
Arthur: But your life and lands are far from here.
Lancelot: I give up my castle and my lands,
This metal skin will be my home,
I pledge everything that I still own to your cause,
Muscle, Bone, Blood and the heart that pumps it.
Arthur: And a great heart it is, Sir Lancelot, you will be my champion.
Percival: You and the land are one, drink!
Arthur: I'm wasting away, yet I cannot die and I cannot live
Percival: Drink from the Chalice and you will be reborn
and the land with you.
*Arthur drinks from the Grail*
Arthur: Percival...I did not know how empty was my soul
until it was filled.
Kay: Arthur?
Arthur: Ready my knights for battle, they will ride with
their king once more.
I've lived through others far too long,
Lancelot carried my honour, and Guinevere my guilt,
Mordred bore my sins, my knights have fought my
causes.
Now my brother, I will be King!
Kay: Guards, Knights, Squires, Prepare for battle!
Wayne's World 2 - Del Preston's Speech
There I am in Sri Lanka, formerly Ceylon at 3.00 O'clock in the morning, looking for 1000 brown M&Ms to fill a brandy glass or Ossie wouldn't go on stage that night. So Jeff Beck pops his head round the door and mentions that there's a little sweet shop on the edge of town. So we go, and, its closed. So there's me and Keith Moon and David Crosby breaking into this little sweet shop right. Well, instead of a guard dog they've got this bloody great big Bengal tiger. Well I managed to take out the tiger with a can of mace but the shop owner and his son, that's a different story altogether. I had to beat them to death with their own shoes. Nasty business really. But sure enough, I got the M&Ms and Ossie when on stage and did a great show.
The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he who, in the name of charity and good will, shepherds the weak through the valley of darkness, for he is truly his brother's keeper and the finder of lost children. And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. And you will know my name is the Lord when I lay my vengeance upon you.
Lo there do I see my father... Lo there do I see my mother, and my sisters and my brothers... Lo there do I see the line of my people, back to the beginning... ..and lo, they do call to me and bid me to take my place at their side... ...in the halls of Valhalla where...the brave...may live....forever....