*hate* Quotes

Gollum: We wants it, we needs it. Must have the precious. They stole it from us. Sneaky little hobbitses. Wicked, tricksy, false!
Smeagol: [shaking his head] No. Not master!
Gollum: [snarling malevolently] Yes, precious, false! They will cheat you, hurt you, LIE.
Smeagol: Master is my friend.

Gollum: You don't have any friends; nobody likes you!
Smeagol: [closes his ears with his hands] I'm not listening... I'm not listening...
Gollum: You're a liar and a thief.
Smeagol: No.
Gollum: [sinister whisper] *Murderer*.
Smeagol: [voice breaking; hurt by

Gollum's remark] Go away!
Gollum: "Go away?"
[Gollum laughs mockingly as Smeagol begins to cry]
Smeagol: [weeping] I hate you. I *hate* you.
Gollum: Where would you be without me, uh? gollum, gollum... *I* saved us! It was me! *We* survived because of *me*!
Smeagol: [stops crying] Not anymore.

Gollum: What did you say?
Smeagol: Master looks after us now. We don't need you anymore.
Gollum: [appalled] What?
Smeagol: Leave now, and never come back!
Gollum: No!
Smeagol: [louder and firmer] Leave now, and never come back!
[Gollum snarls in

frustration]
Smeagol: LEAVE! NOW! AND NEVER COME BACK!
[Gollum is silent; Smeagol waits]
Smeagol: [looks around; then begins galumphing around with joy] We told him to go away... and away he goes, Precious! Gone, gone, gone! SMEAGOL IS FREE!

V: [V enters Evey's field of vision as she walks into the Shadow Gallery, directly from the prison] Hello, Evey.
Evey Hammond: You. It was you.
V: [quietly] Yeah.
Evey Hammond: [gestures behind her] That wasn't real... Is Gordon - ?
V: I'm sorry, but Mr. Deitrich's dead. I thought

they'd arrest him, but when they found a Koran in his house, they had him executed.
Evey Hammond: [whispers] Oh God...
V: Fortunately, I got to you before they did.
Evey Hammond: You got to me? You did this to me? You cut my hair? You tortured me? You tortured me! Why?
V: You said you wanted to live

without fear. I wish there'd been an easier way, but there wasn't.
[Evey whispers, "Oh my God...?]
V: I know you may never forgive me... but nor will you understand how hard it was for me to do what I did. Every day I saw in myself everything you see in me now. Every day I wanted to end it, but each time you refused to give in, I knew I couldn't.
Evey

Hammond: You're *sick*! You're *evil*!
V: *You* could've ended it, Evey, you could've given in. But you didn't. Why?
Evey Hammond: Leave me alone! I *hate* you!
V: That's it! See, at first I thought it was hate, too. Hate was all I knew, it built my world, it imprisoned me, taught me how to eat, how to drink, how to

breathe. I thought I'd die with all my hate in my veins. But then something happened. It happened to me... just as it happened to you.
Evey Hammond: Shut up! I *don't* want to hear your lies!
V: Your own father said that artists use lies to tell the truth. Yes, I created a lie. But because you believed it, you found something true about yourself.

Evey Hammond: No.
V: What was true in that cell is just as true now. What you felt in there has nothing to do with me.
Evey Hammond: I can't feel *anything* anymore!
V: Don't run from it, Evey. You've been running all your life.
Evey Hammond: [gasps] I can't... can't breathe.

Asthma... asthma! When I was little...
[V reaches out his hand, Evey grabs it, they fall to the ground together]
V: Listen to me, Evey. This may be the most important moment of your life. Commit to it.
[Evey continues sobbing]
V: They took your parents from you. They took your brother from you.
[Evey groans]

V: They put you in a cell and took everything they could take except your life. And you believed that was all there was, didn't you? The only thing you had left was your life, but it wasn't, was it?
[Evey sobs, "Oh please...?]
V: You found something else. In that cell you found something that mattered more to you than life. It was when they

threatened to kill you unless you gave them what they wanted... you told them you'd rather die. You faced your death, Evey. You were calm. You were still.
[Evey continues gasping]
V: Try to feel now what you felt then.
Evey Hammond: [breathes heavily] Oh God... I felt...
V: Yes?
Evey Hammond: I'm

dizzy. I need air. Please, I need to be outside.

Banzai: [In the hyenas' lair, Banzai slouches with claw marks on his rear] Man, that lousy Mufasa... I won't be able to sit for a *week!*
Ed the Hyena: [laughs, but also tries his best to conceal it from time to time] Eh-hee-hee-hee. Heh-heheheheheheheheheh...
Banzai: [Glares at Ed and bares his teeth with impatience] It's not funny,

Ed.
Ed the Hyena: [Cups his paws over his mouth then bursts into hysterical laughter, spitting as his tongue lofts out of his mouth] BA-HA-HA-HAAAA! HA-AH-AH-AH-AH!
[Inhales deeply]
Banzai: Hey, shut up!
Ed the Hyena: AH-HA-HO! HO-HO-HO-HO!
Banzai: [Bares his teeth] Grrrrrr...
[as Ed

continues to laugh, Banzai barks and pounces on Ed, abruptly ending his laughing. The two commence a brief fight]
Shenzi: [Rolls her eyes and turns to the two yelping and rolling atop each other aggressively] Will you knock it off?
Banzai: [ed appears to be chewing on Banzai's leg; Banzai sits up] Well, he started it!
[It is now obvious that

Ed is chewing his own leg repeatedly]
Shenzi: Look at you guys! No wonder we're dangling at the bottom of the food chain!
Banzai: [a string of drool dangles from his chin] Man, I hate dangling...
Shenzi: [Scoffs] Yeah? You know, if it weren't for those lions, we'd be *runnin'* the joint.
[Ed nods idiotically]

Banzai: Man, I *hate* lions!
Shenzi: [Grumbles] So pushy...
Banzai: And hairy...
Shenzi: [Smiles] Stinky...
Banzai: [Grins] And man are they...
Banzai, Shenzi: [Elongated use of the 'u'] U-GLY!
[both laugh hysterically]

James Bond: [Reading about their alias covers] We've been involved for quite a long while. Hence, the shared suite.
Vesper Lynd: But, my family is strict Roman Catholic. So, for appearances sake, it'll be a two-bedroom suite.
James Bond: I do *hate* it when religion comes between us.
Vesper Lynd: Religion -

and a securely locked door. Am I going to have a problem with you, Bond?
James Bond: No, don't worry, you're not my type.
Vesper Lynd: Smart?
James Bond: Single.

[after getting dumped into a pond]
Willie: [crying] I was happy in Shanghai! I had a little house, and a garden! My friends were rich, we went to parties all the time in limousines! I *hate* being outside!
[Willie angrily splashes the water]
Willie: [gasps] I'm a singer! I could lose my voice!
Indiana Jones: I think

we'll camp here tonight.

Frank: [after Dwayne reads an eye test pamphlet and finds he may be colourblind, destroying his life goal of enlisting in the Air Force] You can't fly jets if you're colourblind.
[Dwayne immediately falls into an emotional breakdown; Frank, Olive and Sheryl all yell for Richard to pull over the vehicle]
Dwayne: [Dwayne springs from the stopped van

into an empty field] *FUCK!*
[collapses, screaming and sobbing, breaking his nine-month vow of silence]
Sheryl: What happened?
Frank: He's colourblind. He can't fly.
Sheryl: Oh, Jesus... oh, no.
Sheryl: [waits several moments, then approaches Dwayne] Dwayne...? Dwayne, honey, I'm sorry. Dwayne,

come on. We have to go.
Dwayne: I'm not going.
Sheryl: Dwayne...
Dwayne: I said *I'm not*, okay? I don't care, I'm not getting on that bus again.
Sheryl: Dwayne, for better or worse, we're your family...
Dwayne: [stands up] No, you're *not* my family, okay? I don't want to *be*

your family! I *hate* you fucking people! *I hate you!* Divorce? Bankrupt? Suicide? You're fucking *losers*! You are losers!
Sheryl: [whispers] Dwayne...
Dwayne: [begins to cry again] No, *please* just leave me here, Mom. Okay? Please, *please*. Please just leave me here.
[sits back down, crying continues]