The Blues Brothers

The Blues Brothers quotes

56 total quotes (ID: 87)

'Joliet' Jake Blues
Elwood Blues
Multiple Characters


[The Bluesmobile has just jumped an open drawbridge.]
Jake: Car's got a lot of pickup.
Elwood: It's got a cop motor, a 440-cubic-inch plant. It's got cop tires, cop suspension, cop shocks. It's a model made before catalytic converters so it'll run good on regular gas. So what do you say, is it the new Bluesmobile or what?
Jake: Fix the cigarette lighter.


Elwood: It's 106 miles to Chicago. We've got a full tank of gas, half a pack of cigarettes, it's dark and we're wearing sunglasses.
Jake: Hit it.

[Jake and Elwood are arguing about the new Bluesmobile]
Jake: What is this?
Elwood: What's what?
Jake: (pause) This car. This stupid car. Where's the Cadillac? (Throws cigarette lighter out the window) The Caddy, where's the Caddy?
Elwood The what?
Jake: The Cadillac we used to have! The Bluesmobile!
Elwood Traded it.
Jake: You traded the Bluesmobile for this peice of shit?
Elwood: No ... for a microphone.
Jake: A microphone? [Pause] Okay, I can see that. But what the hell is this?
Elwood: I picked it up at the Mount Prospect police auction last spring. It's an old Mount Prospect police car. They were practically giving them away.
Jake: Well thank you, pal. The day I get out of prison, my own brother comes to pick me up in a police car.
Elwood You don't like it?
Jake (Very long pause) No, I don't like it.

Burton Mercer: Who wants an Orange Whip? Orange Whip? Orange Whip? Three Orange Whips.

The "Penguin": You two are such a disappointing pair. I prayed so hard for you. It saddens and hurts me to think that the two boys I raised to believe in The Ten Commandments have returned to me as thieves, with filthy mouths and bad attitudes! GET OUT, and DON'T COME BACK...until you've redeemed yourselves.

The Mystery Woman: [to Jake] You contemptible pig! I remained celibate for you. I stood at the back of a cathedral, waiting, in celibacy, for you, with three hundred friends and relatives in attendance. My uncle hired the best Romanian caterers in the state. To obtain the seven limousines for the wedding party, my father used up his last favor with Mad Pete Trullo. So for me, for my mother, my grandmother, my father, my uncle, and for the common good, I must now kill you, and your brother.

Curtis: You boys could use some churchin' up. Slide on down to the Triple Rock and catch Rev. Cleophus.
Jake: Curtis, I don't need some jive-ass preacher talkin' to me about heaven and hell!
Curtis: Jake...you get wise...you get to church!

Jake: How you gonna get the band back together, Mr Hot-Rodder? Mr Motor Head? The cops got your name, your address!
Elwood: No, they don't got my address. I falsified my renewal. Put down 1060 West Addison.
Jake: 1060 West Addison? (pause) That's Wrigley Field!

[Held up by a Nazi parade]
Jake: [To a patrolling officer] Hey, what's going on?
Police Officer: Ah, those bums won their court case so they're marching today.
Jake: What bums?
Police Officer: The ****ing Nazi party.
Elwood: Illinois Nazis!
Jake: I hate Illinois Nazis.
[The Blues Brothers promptly drive through the parade, forcing the Nazis to dive into the river].

Jake: Four fried chickens and a Coke.
Elwood: And some dry white toast please.

Jake: First you trade the Cadilac for a microphone, then you lie to me about the band, and now you're gonna put me right back in the joint!
Elwood: They're not gonna catch us. We're on a mission from God!

Mrs. Murphy: We got two honkies out there, dressed like Hasidic diamond merchants.
Matt "Guitar" Murphy: Say what?
Mrs. Murphy: They look like they're from the CIA, or somethin'.
Matt "Guitar" Murphy: What they want to eat?
Mrs. Murphy: The tall one wants white toast, dry, with nothin' on it.
Matt "Guitar" Murphy: Elwood.
Mrs. Murphy: And the short one wants four whole fried chickens, and a Coke.
Matt "Guitar" Murphy: And Jake. Shit, the Blues Brothers!

Elwood: It's a hundred and six miles to Chicago, we've got a full tank of gas, half a pack of cigarettes, it's dark, and we're wearing sunglasses.
Jake: Hit it.

I ran outta gas! I had a flat tire! I didn't have enough money for cab fare! My tux didn't come back from the cleaners! An old friend came in from outta town! Someone stole my car! There was an earthquake! A terrible flood! Locusts!! It wasn't my fault I swear to God!!!

Ray: Pardon me, but we have a strict policy concerning the handling of the instruments. An employee of Ray's Music Exchange must be present. Now, may I help you?