Falling Down quotes

View Quote Golfer: Four!
[hits a golf ball at Foster]
Bill Foster: [takes out shotgun] Five! What the hell are you trying to do, kill me with a golf ball?! It's not enough you have all these beautiful acres fenced in for your little game, but you gotta kill me with a golf ball?! You should have children playing here, you should have families having picnics, you should have a goddamn petting zoo! But instead you've got these stupid electric carts for you old men with nothing better to do! Well fu--
[shoots a golf cart]
Bill Foster: --ck that. Now, aren't you ashamed?
[the golfer's starts to have a heart attack]
Bill Foster: What's wrong?
Golfer: My... heart...
Bill Foster: What can I do about it?
Golfer: Pills... get my... pills...
Bill Foster: Where are your pills?
[he points towards the cart, which has just plunged into a pond]
Bill Foster: I guess you're out of luck. Your little cart's gonna drown. Now aren't you sorry for not letting me pass through your golf course?
Golfer: My... golf course...
Bill Foster: Yeah, and you're gonna die wearing that stupid little hat. How does it feel?

View Quote Prendergast: Get a positive ID on the gym bag.
Captain Yardley: Prendergast, what do you think this is?
[holds up his own gym bag]
Prendergast: A gym bag.
Captain Yardley: Does this mean you're putting me under arrest?

View Quote Nick: What can I do you for?
Bill Foster: I was just looking for some hiking boots.
Nick: 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 the two homosexuals in the store) ****S! Now these are Vietnam jungle boots. Cost you half as much, last you twice as long and are great for stomping (turns his head again) ****S! Course when you're done you have to clean out the waffle with a stick, but what the hell, you can't have everything.

View Quote [Bill Foster exits his car in the middle of the highway]
Man on Freeway: Hey, where do you think you're going?
Bill Foster: I'm going home!

View Quote Nick: You want freedom? I'll give you ****ing freedom!
[takes out some handcuffs]
Nick: You're going to jail, ****er. How's that for freedom? Freedom to get ****ed up the ass by some big buck ****. Give me your other hand! He's gonna be right behind ya, just like this. You're gonna like that, **** ****! Give me your other hand!
Bill Foster: I can't.
Nick: Why not?
Bill Foster: Gravity.
Nick: Gravity? What the **** does that mean?!
Bill Foster: I'll fall down.
[Nick kicks Bill, making him fall down]
Nick: Give me your other hand! Give it to me! Give it to me! GIVE IT TOO ME!
[Bill turns around and stabs Nick in his shoulder]
Nick: This isn't one of mine.
Bill Foster: Freedom of religion. Now you get it. Feels good to exercise your rights, doesn't it? (opens fire on Nick, shooting him through a mirror)