Principal:
Mr. Madison, the Industrial Revolution changed the face of the modern novel forever. Discuss, citing specific examples. [Billy clears his throat several times]
Billy Madison:
Uh... Okay. The Industrial Revolution to me is just like a story I know called "The Puppy Who Lost His Way." The world was changing, and the puppy was getting... bigger. [Later]
Billy Madison:
So, you see, the puppy was like industry. In that, they were both lost in the woods. And nobody, especially the little boy - "society" - knew where to find 'em. Except that the puppy was a dog. But the industry, my friends, that was a revolution. [Long pause]
Billy Madison:
Knibb High football rules! [the crowd erupts into cheers]
Principal:
Mr. Madison, what you have just said is one of the most insanely idiotic things I have ever heard. At no point in your rambling, incoherent response were you even close to anything that could be considered a rational thought. Everyone in this room is now dumber for having listened to it. I award you no points, and may God have mercy on your soul.
Billy Madison:
Okay, a simple "wrong" would've done just fine.
Early Grayce:
Got them both on the dead run.
Adele Corners:
No! No, no, no Early!
Early Grayce:
Come on, momma. [Walks over to Brian who is standing over the wounded cop]
Early Grayce:
Tell me that don't hurt. Here. [Hands Brian a gun while pointing another one at his head]
Brian Kessler:
What?
Early Grayce:
Gotta put that crippled dog out of his misery. You wanna know about it, you gotta do it, son. Shoot him. Come on, lay it on in there. Come on, mean boy. Come on, mean boy. Do it! Shoot him! Shoot the dog! Time to live, boy. Shoot him. Come on. Go! Go, mean boy. [Brian drops the gun]
Early Grayce:
You faggot.
Brian Kessler:
Look at his face! It's not your father. Look at him!
Early Grayce:
I know that, you idiot. That's police in a world of hurting. This here's a mercy killing. [He kills the cop]
Carrie Laughlin:
Oh God!
Early Grayce:
Let's hit the road.
[a tape meant to be played after his bomb explodes]
Dusan Gavrich:
You will look at what I have done and say, Of course - why not - they are all animals. They have slaughtered each other for centuries. But the truth is, I'm not a monster. I'm a human man - I'm just like you, whether you like it or not. For years, we have tried to live together, until a war was waged on us, on all of us: a war waged by our own leaders. And who supplied the Serb cluster bombs, the Croatian tanks, the Muslim artillery shells that killed our sons and daughters? It was the governments of the West who drew the boundaries of our countries - sometimes in ink, sometimes in blood - the blood of our people. And now you dispatch your peacekeepers to write our destiny again. We can never accept this peace that leaves us with nothing but pain, pain the peacemakers must be made to feel. Their wives, their children, their houses and churches. So now you know, now you must understand. Leave us to find our own destiny. May God have mercy on us all.
[Elektra escorts Renard to a cell in Maiden's Tower where M is being held captive]
Elektra King:
[to Renard as she announces that she has captured M for him] Your present, courtesy of the late Mr. Bond.
Renard:
My executioner.
M:
Overpraise, I'm afraid. But my people will finish the job.
Elektra King:
Your people? Your people will leave you here to rot. Just like you left me- you and my father.
M:
[Getting up from a bench in the cell and walking towards the cell bars] Your father wasn't...
Elektra King:
[Interrupting M] MY FATHER WAS NOTHING! The kingdom he stole from my mother, the kingdom I will rightly take back. [Elektra walks towards the cell door and leaves. Renard closes the door behind her and walks towards M]
M:
I hope you're proud of what you did to her.
Renard:
I'm afraid it is you who deserve credit. When I took her, she was promise itself. And then you left her at the mercy of a man like me. You made that happen. For what? To get to me? She's worth fifty of me.
M:
For once, I agree with you.
Renard:
Yes. And now we both share a common fate. You will die along with everyone in the city. [Renard turns his back and walks towards a table with junk surrounding it]
Renard:
Along with the bright, starry, oil driven future of the West. [Renard reaches for an alarm clock and holds it in his hands]
Renard:
Since you sent your men to kill me, I've been watching time tick away, marching towards my own death. Now you can have the same pleasure. [Renard picks up a stool and totes them towards M's cell. He lays the alarm clock on top of the stool points at it]
Renard:
Watch these hands, M. By noon tomorrow, your time is up. And I guarantee you, I will not miss.
Agamemnon:
I see you're not hiding behind your high walls. Valiant of you. Ill-advised, but valiant.
Hector:
You come here uninvited. Go back to your ships and go home.
Agamemnon:
We've come too far, Prince Hector.
Menelaus:
Prince? What prince? What son of a king would accept a man's hospitality, eat his food, drink his wine, embrace him in friendship, and then steal his wife in the middle of the night?
Paris:
The sun was shining when your wife left you.
Menelaus:
She's up there, watching, isn't she? Good. I want her to watch you die.
Agamemnon:
Not yet, brother. Look around you, Hector. I brought all the warriors of Greece to your shores.
Nestor:
You can still save Troy, young prince.
Agamemnon:
I have two wishes. If you grant them, no more of your people need die. First, you must give Helen back to my brother. Second, Troy must submit to my command, to fight for me whenever I call.
Hector:
You want me to look upon your army and tremble? Well I see them. I see 50,000 men brought here to fight for one man's greed.
Agamemnon:
Careful boy, my mercy has limits.
Hector:
And I've seen the limits of your mercy and I tell you now, no son of Troy will ever submit to a foreign ruler.
Agamemnon:
Then every son of Troy shall die.