mister Quotes

Lt. James Gordon: [after Bruce saves Reese by blocking a truck with his car] It's mister Wayne, isn't it? That was a very brave thing you did! Bruce Wayne: Trying to catch the light? Lt. James Gordon: You weren't protecting the van? Bruce Wayne: Why, who's in it? [Reese steps out, sees Bruce, who nods slightly] Bruce Wayne: Do you think I should go to the hospital? Lt. James

Gordon: You don't watch a whole lot of news, do you, Mr. Wayne?

Lt. James Gordon: [after Bruce saves Reese by blocking a truck with his car] It's mister Wayne, isn't it? That was a very brave thing you did! Bruce Wayne: Trying to catch the light? Lt. James Gordon: You weren't protecting the van? Bruce Wayne: Why, who's in it? [Reese steps out, sees Bruce, who nods slightly] Bruce

Wayne: Do you think I should go to the hospital? Lt. James Gordon: You don't watch a whole lot of news, do you, Mr. Wayne?

Dr. King Schultz: Mister Candie, normally I would say "Auf wiedersehen," but since what "auf wiedersehen" actually means is "'till I see you again", and since I never wish to see you again, to you, sir, I say goodbye!
[Dr. Schultz turns around to leave with Django and Broomhilda]
Calvin Candie: [Candie sulks in his library chair for a brief moment as

he watches Schultz walk out. He then raises his hand to stop the doctor] Hmm! One more moment, Doctor!
Dr. King Schultz: [stops and faces Candie] What?
Calvin Candie: [Candie raises out of his chair] It's a custom here in the South once a business deal is concluded that the two parties shake hands. It implies good faith...
Dr. King

Schultz: I'm not from the South...
[Schultz turns again]
Calvin Candie: But you are in my house, Doctor! So, I'm afraid I must insist...
Dr. King Schultz: Insist? On what? That I shake your hand?
[pause]
Dr. King Schultz: Then I'm afraid I must insist in the opposite direction!
Calvin

Candie: [Calvin walks closer to the German doctor] You know what I think you are?
Dr. King Schultz: What you think I am? No, I don't!
Calvin Candie: I think you are a bad loser!
Dr. King Schultz: And I think you're an abysmal winner!
Calvin Candie: Never the less, here in Chickasaw County, a

deal ain't done till the two parties have shook hands. Even after all that paper signin', don't mean shit you don't shake my hand.
Dr. King Schultz: And if I don't shake your hand, you're gonna throw away $12,000? I don't think so!
Calvin Candie: Mr. Pooch, if she tries to leave here before this nigger-loving German shakes my hand, you cut her ass

down!
[Butch turns around to Broomhilda and clicks his gun. Django stands in front of Broomhilda to protect her in case she gets shot; he looks at Schultz. Dr. Schultz glares back at Django with an angry look on his face]
Dr. King Schultz: [Dr. Schultz turns back at Candie] You REALLY want me to shake your hand?
Calvin Candie: [Candie holds

out his hand and smirks] I insist!
Dr. King Schultz: Oh, if you insist...
[Schultz smiles and walks up to Candie, pretending to willfully shake his hand; he instead raises a tiny gun hidden under his sleeve and shoots Candie in the chest]

Stephen: You said you ain't know him.
Broomhilda: Huh?
Stephen: I said, "You said you ain't know him."
Broomhilda: I don't.
Stephen: Yes, you do.
Broomhilda: Mister Stephen, I don't.
Stephen: Why is you lying to me?

Broomhilda: [on the verge of tears] I ain't.
Stephen: Then why is you cryin'?
Broomhilda: You scaring me.
Stephen: Why is I'm scarin' you?
Broomhilda: Because you're scary.

[Django is hesitating to kill Smitty Bacall]
Dr. King Schultz: [teasing] Ooh. What happened to Mister "I Wanna Shoot White Folks For Money"?
Django: His son's with him.
Dr. King Schultz: Well, good. He'll have a loved one with him. Maybe even share a last word. That's better than most of them get. Damn sight better than he

deserves.
[Django still hesitates]
Dr. King Schultz: Put down the rifle.
[Django cocks back the safety and puts the rifle down]
Dr. King Schultz: Don't worry, I'm not mad at you. Let's take out Smitty Bacall's handbill.
[hands it to Django]
Dr. King Schultz: Now, read it out loud. Consider that today's

lesson.
Django: [stumbles while reading] "Wanted... dead or alive. Smitty Bacall and the Smitty Bacall G..."
Dr. King Schultz: Gang.
Django: "Gang. For murder and... s-stagecoach ro... robbery. Seven zero-zero-zero..."
Dr. King Schultz: Seven thousand.
Django: Seven...?

Dr. King Schultz: Thousand.
Django: "Seven thousand... dollars for Smitty Bacall, one thousand, and five hundred dollars for each of his... gang m..."
Dr. King Schultz: Mem...?
Django: "Members. Known members of the Smitty Bacall Gang are as follas..."
Dr. King Schultz: Follows.

Django: "Follows. Dandy Michaels, Gerald Nash and..."
Dr. King Schultz: [finishes for him] Crazy Craig Koons.
[points to the portrait on the poster]
Dr. King Schultz: *That* is who Smitty Bacall is. If Smitty Bacall wanted to start a farm at 22, they would never have printed that.
[takes back the handbill]

Dr. King Schultz: But Smitty Bacall wanted to rob stagecoaches, and he didn't mind killing people to do it. Do you want to save your wife by doing what I do? This is what I do. I kill people and sell their corpses for cash. This corpse is worth seven thousand dollars. Now, quit your pussyfooting and shoot him.
[Django shoots Smitty. His son laughs, thinking it a joke]

Smitty's Son: Pa? Pa!
[runs to his father's body]
Dr. King Schultz: Here. You need to keep this Smitty Bacall handbill.
Django: Why?
Dr. King Schultz: It's good luck. You always keep the handbill of your first bounty.

Bruce Wayne: [answers the phone] Bruce Wayne.
Earle: What makes you think *you* can decide who's running Wayne Enterprises?
Bruce Wayne: Well, the fact that I'm the owner.
Earle: What are you talking about? The company went public a week ago.
Bruce Wayne: And I bought most of the

shares. Through various charitable foundations, trusts, and so forth - look, it's all a bit technical, but the important thing is that *my* company's future is secure.
[speaks up]
Bruce Wayne: Right, Mister Fox?
Lucius Fox: Right you are, Mister Wayne.
[Fox hangs up the phone, turns to Earle and takes off his glasses]

Lucius Fox: [with relish] Didn't you get the memo?
[Earle is speechless]

Lucius Fox: It's called memory cloth. Notice anything?
[Bruce runs the material through his fingers, and shrugs, "no."]
Lucius Fox: Regularly flexible. But put a current through it...
[the cloth springs into the shape of a one-person tent]
Lucius Fox: Molecules re-align, becomes rigid.
Bruce

Wayne: What kind of shapes can you make?
Lucius Fox: Can be tailored to fit any structure based on a rigid skeleton.
Bruce Wayne: Too expensive for the Army?
Lucius Fox: I don't think they tried to market it to the billionaire, spelunking, BASE-jumping crowd.
Bruce Wayne: Look, Mr. Fox.

Lucius Fox: Yes, sir?
Bruce Wayne: If you're uncomfortable...
Lucius Fox: Mister Wayne, if you don't want to tell me exactly what you're doing, when I'm asked, I don't have to lie. But don't think of me as an idiot.
Bruce Wayne: Fair enough.

Jack: [referring to Cal] Do you love him?
Rose: Pardon me?
Jack: [referring to Cal] Do you love him?
Rose: Well, you're being very rude. You shouldn't be asking me this.
Jack: [amused, referring to Cal] Well, it's a simple question. Do you love the guy or not?

Rose: This is not a suitable conversation.
Jack: Why can't you just answer the question?
Rose: This is absurd. I don't know you and you don't know me and we are not having this conversation at all. You are rude and uncouth, and presumptuous, and I am leaving now.
Rose: [starts shaking Jack's hand]

Rose: Jack... Mister Dawson, it's been a pleasure. I've sought you out to thank you, and now I have thanked you.
Jack: And even insulted me.
Rose: Well, you deserved it.
Jack: Right.
Rose: Right.
Jack: [Rose is still shaking his hand] I thought you were leaving.

Rose: [turns to leave] I am. You are so annoying.
Jack: Ha, ha.
Rose: [turns back to Jack] Wait, I don't have to leave, this is my part of the ship. You leave.
Jack: Oh ho, ho, well well well, now who's being rude?

Crush: Dude? Dude? Focus dude... Dude?
[Marlin wakes up]
Crush: Oh, he lives. Hey, dude!
Marlin: Oh... What happened?
Crush: Saw the whole thing, dude. First you were all like "whoa", and we were like "whoa", and you were like "whoa..."
Marlin: What are you talking about?

Crush: You, Mini-Man, takin' on the jellies. You've got serious thrill issues, dude. Awesome.
Marlin: Oh, my stomach. Ohh.
Crush: Oh, man. Hey, no hurling on the shell, dude, ok? Just waxed it.
Marlin: So, Mr. Turtle?
Crush: Whoa, Dude. Mister Turtle is my father. The name's Crush.

Marlin: Crush, really? OK, Crush. I need to get to the East Australian Current. EAC?
Crush: [laughing] Oh, dude. You're ridin' it, dude! Check it out!