The Most Brilliant Monologue in Film History- Page 4

[Liverpool]

Posted: 11/2/06 at 3:39pm

from Full Metal Jacket


If you ladies leave my island, if you survive recruit training, you will be a weapon. You will be a minister of death praying for war. But until that day you are pukes. You are the lowest form of life on Earth. You are not even human, ****ing beings. You are nothing but unorganized grabastic pieces of amphibian ****. Because I am hard you will not like me. But the more you hate me the more you will learn. I am hard, but I am fair! There is no racial bigotry here. I do not look down on n*s, kikes, wops or greasers. Here you are all equally worthless. And my orders are to weed out all non-hackers who do not pack the gear to serve in my beloved Corps. Do you maggots understand that?


and then this one from A LEague of their own

Are you crying? Are you crying? ARE YOU CRYING? There's no crying! There's no crying in baseball! Rogers Hornsby was my manager, and he called me a talking pile of pigs--t, and that was when my parents drove all the way down from Michigan to see me play the game! And did I cry? No! No! And do you know why?... Because there's no crying in baseball!


I don't think anyone's posted this one from Fugitive yet

Alright, listen up, people. Our fugitive has been on the run for ninety minutes. Average foot speed over uneven ground barring injuries is 4 miles-per-hour. That gives us a radius of six miles. What I want from each and every one of you is a hard-target search of every gas station, residence, warehouse, farmhouse, henhouse, outhouse and doghouse in that area. Checkpoints go up at fifteen miles. Your fugitive's name is Dr. Richard Kimble. Go get him! Updated On: 11/2/06 at 03:39 PM

[matthius202]

Posted: 11/2/06 at 4:07pm

aw man..sweetestsiren took my favorite one...from Breakfast at Tiffany's....alright lemme think...umm

That is so unfair.Your faith is a huge part of what I love about you...but you have to have some patience for the fact...
that it doesn't come as easily for most people as it does for you.And you know what? You are never going to find the kind of relationship that I know you want..and you are never going to be the kind of spiritual leader that you could be...until you learn to put a little faith in other people. I'm not saying, "Let's get married." All I'm saying is that I am in love with you, and I want to give it a real shot.That's all I'm saying. (He says: I dont know what to say) How about "I've been waiting for someone like you my whole life, and I'm not gonna let you go".(He says: I'm sorry.) You think you're sorry now. Wait till you realize I just went out that door and I'm not coming back. This is my apartment. You get out.

Keeping the Faith ...maybe not brilliant, but I love it.
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lt's astonishing what money can do
for people, don't you agree, Mr. Connor? Not too much, you know.Just more than enough.Take Tracy, for example.There was never a blow that hasn't been softened for her.Never a blow that won't be softened.
lt's even changed her shape.She was once a dumpy little thing....You're far and away your favorite person in the world.ln case you don't know, she's a girl who's generous to a fault.Except to other people's faults.For instance, she never had any understanding...of my deep and gorgeous thirst.But you took on that problem with me when you took me, Red.You were no helpmate there.You were a scold.A weakness, sure, and strength
is her religion, Mr. Connor.She finds human imperfection unforgivable. When l discovered that
my relationship to her...was supposed to be not that of a loving
husband and a good companion but--Oh, never mind.But that of a kind of high priest to a virgin goddess.Then my drinks grew deeper and more frequent.You did it without knowing it.And the night that you got drunk on champagne and climbed out on the roof...and stood there, naked,
with your arms out to the moon...wailing like a banshee...........Red, you could be the finest woman
on this earth.l'm contemptuous of something inside you
you either can't help or won't try to.Your so-called "'strength"'...your prejudice against weakness,
your blank intolerance.Because you'll never be a first-class
human being or a first-class woman..until you've learned to have
regard for human frailty.lt's a pity your own foot
can't slip a little sometime...but your sense of inner divinity
wouldn't allow that.This goddess must
and shall remain intact.There are more of you
than people realize.A special class of the American female.
"'The Married Maidens."'l'm through, Red.
For the moment l've had my say.



The Philadelphia Story...Cary Grant, katherine hepburn. jimmy stewart...it doesn't get any better...

Updated On: 11/2/06 at 04:07 PM

[StephenSondheimWHOO]

Posted: 11/2/06 at 5:47pm

So, OK, like right now, for example, the Haitians need to come to America. But some people are all "What about the strain on our resources?" But it's like, when I had this garden party for my father's birthday right? I said R.S.V.P. because it was a sit-down dinner. But people came that like, did not R.S.V.P. so I was like, totally buggin'. I had to haul ass to the kitchen, redistribute the food, squish in extra place settings, but by the end of the day it was like, the more the merrier! And so, if the government could just get to the kitchen, rearrange some things, we could certainly party with the Haitians. And in conclusion, may I please remind you that it does not say R.S.V.P. on the Statue of Liberty?
Now that is sheer briliance