56 Dog Day Afternoon Quotes (2024)

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Sonny: Kiss me.
Det. Sgt. Eugene Moretti: What?
Sonny: Kiss me. When I'm being fucked, I like to get kissed a lot.

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Sonny: Is there any special country you wanna go to?
Sal: Wyoming.
Sonny: Sal, Wyoming's not a country.

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Sonny: I don't wanna talk to some flunky pig trying to calm me man.
Det. Sgt. Eugene Moretti: Now you don't have to be calling me pig for...
Sonny: [notices other officers moving toward him] What is he doing?
Det. Sgt. Eugene Moretti: [shouts at officers] Will you get back there!
Sonny:

What are you moving in there for?
Det. Sgt. Eugene Moretti: [runs toward closing officers] Will you get the fuck back there! Get back there will you!
Sonny: [to the other officers moving toward him] What's he doing? Go back there man! He wants to kill me so bad he can taste it! Huh? ATTICA! ATTICA! ATTICA! ATTICA ATTICA! ATTICA! ATTICA! ATTICA!

ATTICA! ATTICA!
[yells to cheering crowd]
Sonny: ATTICA! ATTICA! REMEMBER ATTICA?

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Sonny: You'd like to kill me? Bet you would.
Sheldon: I wouldn't like to kill you. I will if I have to.
Sonny: It's your job, right? The guy who kills me... I hope he does it because he hates my guts, not because it's his job.

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Sonny: Look, Mom, I'm a fuck-up and I'm an outcast and that's it. You come near me, you're gonna get it - you're gonna get fucked over and fucked out!

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Pizza Boy: [while delivering pizzas to Sonny and Sal] I'm a fucking star!

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Sonny: [on a TV broadcast over the phone] I'm robbing a bank because they got money here. That's why I'm robbing it.
TV Anchorman: No, what I mean is why do you feel you have to steal for money? Couldn't you get a job?
Sonny: Uh, no. Doing what? You know if you want a job you've got to be a member of a union. See, and if you got no

union card you don't get a job.
TV Anchorman: What about non-union occupations?
Sonny: What's wrong with this guy? What do you mean non-union, like what? A bank teller? You know how much a bank teller makes a week? Not much. A hundred and fifteen to start, right? Now are you going to live on that? I got a wife and a couple of kids, how am I going to

live on that? What do you make a week?
TV Anchorman: Well I'm here to talk to you Sonny...
Sonny: Well I'm talking to you. We're entertainment, right? What do you got for us?
TV Anchorman: Well what do you want to get for it? Do you expect to be paid because...
Sonny: No, I don't want to be paid, I

don't need to be paid. Look, I'm here with my partner and nine other people, see. And we're dying, man. You know? You're going to see our brains on the sidewalk, they're going to spill our guts out. Now are you going to show that on television? Have all your housewives look at that? Instead of As The World Turns? I mean what do you got for me? I want something for that.
TV

Anchorman: Sonny, you could give up?
Sonny: Give up? Right. Have you ever been in prison?
TV Anchorman: No!
Sonny: No! Well let's talk about something you fucking know about, okay? How much do you make a week? That's what I want to hear. Are you going to talk to me about that?
[a "Please Stand By" graphic

appears on the TV screen]
Sonny: Hey, what the fuck happened?
Mulvaney: I guess he didn't appreciate your use of language.
Sonny: Fuck him.

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Sylvia: Why don't you smoke?
Sal: I don't want the cancer.

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Sonny: Tell them to put their guns down! Put the fucking guns down! Put 'em down! Put 'em down! Put the fucking guns down! Put those guns down! Attica! Attica! You got it, man! You got it, man! You got it, man! You got it! You got it!

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Sonny: Hey, you! Manager! Fucker! Don't get ideas. I bark. That man there.
[points to Sal]
Sonny: See him? He bites.
Sheldon: Believe me, I'm on your side!
Sonny: On my side, shit!
Sylvia: Listen, we've got young girls, here. You could watch your language, you know!

Sonny: I speak what I feel, you know. "Watch my language". Empty the drawer out!

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Sonny: I bark. That man there, see him?
[points to Sal]
Sonny: He bites.

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Leon: He won't listen to anybody. He's been very crazy all summer. Since June he's been trying to kill me.

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Sonny: I'm a Catholic, I don't want to hurt anybody.

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Leon: I couldn't explain the things I did. So I went to this psychiatrist who told me that I was a woman trapped in a man's body. Well, so, right away Sonny wanted to get me money for a sex change operation: but where was he going to get that? 2,500 dollars. My God, he was in hock up to his ears already.

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Leon: I mean, how do they expect you to get uncrazy if you're asleep all the time?

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Sonny: Who are you?
Sheldon: FBI. Sheldon.
Sonny: Ah, good. About time. Maybe we can get this thing started, huh? Look, get the lights back on and the air conditioning. We got no air conditioning in here!
Sheldon: No more favors. That's all over, Sonny.
Sonny: Favors? You been doin' us

favors all night?
Sheldon: I have a jet. I'll have limousine here in a half hour. I want the hostages.
Sonny: No, no, no. Bullshit.
Sheldon: I'd like to work with you on this Sonny, not against you.
Sonny: Well, the hostages are what's keeping me alive.
Sheldon: When do I get

them?
Sonny: Didn't anybody tell you anything?
Sheldon: I'd like to hear it from you.
Sonny: You get one hostage for the limousine that you bring me in. One hostage. One hostage for the jet. Then, I get to the airport. I go into the plane. I check it all out. And if it's all okay, they all come out.

Sheldon: I want to go inside.
Sonny: Why?
Sheldon: To see if everybody's alright.
Sonny: They're all right.
Sheldon: No, I have to see.

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Sheldon: You handled yourself real well, Sonny. A lot of men would've choked, and we might have had a death or a multiple death on our hands. But you handled it. I respect that. Now don't you try to take Sal. We'll handle him. Just sit tight and you won't get hurt.
[Sheldon turns to walk away]
Sonny: Wait a minute... What are you talking about?

Sheldon: You just sit quiet. We'll handle Sal.
[Sheldon leaves]
Sonny: Do you think I'd sell him out? You fuck!

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Sonny: [talking to Sal, waiting for his wife to answer the phone] You know I can call anybody, they'd put it on the phone? The Pope, an astronaut, the wisest of the wise... Who do I have to call?