pussies Quotes

Chris: You ready for school?
Gordie: No.
Chris: Junior High. You know what that means. Next year we'll all be split up.
Gordie: What are you talking about? Why would that happen?
Chris: 'Cause it's not gonna be like grammar school, that's why. You'll be taking your college courses, and

me, Teddy, and Vern will all be in the shop courses with the rest of the retards, making ash trays and bird houses. You're gonna meet a lot of new guys. Smart guys.
Gordie: A lot of pussies is what you mean.
Chris: No, man. Don't say that. Don't even think that.

Chris: Maybe, we should take Gordie back.
Teddy: Oh, great, Chambers! Now, you're turning pussy too!
Chris: What's your problem, Duchamp? He had a leech hanging from his balls, he fainted!
Teddy: What are you, his mother?
Chris: Eat shit!
Teddy: You eat shit!

[Teddy shoves Chris and Vern stops both of them]
Vern: Hey, hey, hey! I think Chris is right, let's just go back.
Teddy: [laughs] What a surprise! The king of the pussies wants to go back too!
Vern: Stop calling me that!
Teddy: Well, pussy.
Vern: Stop it.

Teddy: Pussy.
Vern: Stop.
Teddy: Pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy!
Vern: You four-eyed psycho.
[He began to fighting Teddy]
Teddy: Get off me!
Vern: Two for flinching, you like it? Huh? Do I get two for flinching? You like it, Teddy?

Chris: Come on, guys. Break it up.
Gordie: [to himself, quietly] Stop it... stop it.
[to Chris, Teddy and Vern, yelling]
Gordie: Stop it!
[quietly]
Gordie: I'm not going back.

Harry Dunne: Would you like an atomic pepper, Mr. Mentalino?
Joe Mentalino: Nah, you guys go ahead.
Harry Dunne: I'll do it if you will, Lloyd.
Lloyd Christmas: Okay. You go first.
Harry Dunne: No no. You go first.
Lloyd Christmas: You go first.

Harry Dunne: You go first! I always go first!
Lloyd Christmas: You go first!
Joe Mentalino: Why don't you guys both stop acting like a couple of pussies and go at the same time, huh?
Lloyd Christmas: That sounds like a dare, Har.
Joe Mentalino: It's a *double* dare!
Harry

Dunne: Yeah, okay. You're on!

[first lines, after being informed by Ryan that they've been let go]
Terminated Employee: This is what I get in return for 30 years of service for my company? And they send some yo-yo like you in here to try to tell me that I'm out of a job? They should be telling you *you're* out of a job.
Terminated Employee: You have a lot of gall coming in here

and firing your number one producer. And then you're going to go home tomorrow and make more money than you've ever made in your life, and I'm going to go home without a pay check. Fuck you.
Terminated Employee: I just... I guess you leave me dumbfounded. I don't know where this is coming from. How am I supposed to go back as a man and explain this to my wife that I lost my

job?
Terminated Employee: On a street level, I've heard that losing your job is like a death in the family. But personally, I feel more like the people I worked with were my family and *I* died.
Terminated Employee: I can't afford to be unemployed. I have a house payment. I have children.
Terminated Employee: I don't know how

you can live with yourself, but I'm sure that you'll find a way while the rest of us are suffering.
Terminated Employee: [on the verge of tears] Who the fuck are you, man?
Ryan Bingham: Excellent question. Who the fuck am I? Poor Steve has worked here for seven years. He's never had a meeting with me before, or passed me in the hall, or told me a

story in the break room. And that's because I don't work here. I work for another company that lends me out to pussies like Steve's boss, who don't have the balls to sack their own employees, and in some cases, for good reason. Because people do crazy shit when they get fired.

[Riggs is captured by General McAllister]
Martin Riggs: You're General Peter McAllister, Commander of Shadow Company.
General McAllister: I see we've heard of each other.
Martin Riggs: Yep. It'll almost be a shame when I nail you. I ran into some of your Shadow Company pussies in Saigon in '69.
General

McAllister: Did you?

Nick, Surplus Store Owner: [showing D-Fens his selection of hiking boots] Let's see what we got. These here are the top of the line. Scientifically engineered and all that crap. Guaranteed by some Sierra Club asshole not to hurt a chipmunk IF you step on it! Personally, I think they're for pussies and
[turns his head towards two homosexuals frequenting his store]

Nick, Surplus Store Owner: FAGGOTS! Now THESE are Vietnam jungle boots. Cost you half as much, last you twice as long, and are great for stomping
[turns his head towards the two again]
Nick, Surplus Store Owner: QUEERS! 'Course when you're done you have to clean out the waffle with a stick, but what the hell, you can't have everything, right? Am I

right or wrong?