Aidan Gillen movie quotes

View Quote [WCKD soldier: We're searching the area, but they're probably long gone by now.] Oh, no, they're not going anywhere. He didn't get what he really wanted.

View Quote Lock down the building, send everyone up to 20, and someone shut off those GODDAMN SIRENS! [WCKD Soldier: Yes, sir.]

View Quote [After shooting Paige in the back and stabbing Thomas in the neck with a tranquilizer dart] Oh, Thomas– you should've run.

View Quote Ray Foster: [after listening to Bohemian Rhapsody; groans] Christ. [Freddie stops music reel] Well, I'm not entirely sure that's the album you promised us.
Freddie Mercury: No, it's better than the album we promised you. It's better than any album anyone's ever promised you, darling. It is a bloody masterpiece.
Ray Foster: [under his breath] Christ.
John Reid: It is a good album, Ray.
Roger Taylor: We prefer "masterpiece."
Ray Foster: It's expensive, and as for... Bohemian...
Brian May: [clears throat] Rhapsody.
Ray Foster: ...Rhapsody. What is that?
Freddie Mercury: It's an epic poem.
Ray Foster: It goes on forever; 6 bloody minutes.
Freddie Mercury: I pity your wife if you think 6 minutes is forever. [Paul scoffs] And you know what? We're going to release it as our single.
Ray Foster: [chortles] Not possible. Anything over three minutes, and the radio stations won't program it, period. And what on Earth is it about, anyway? "Scaramouche"? "Galileo"? And all that "Ismillah" business? "Ishmillah"?
Freddie Mercury: [pause] Bismillah.
Ray Foster: Oh, aye. Bismillah. What's it about anyway? Bloody Bismillah?
Freddie Mercury: True poetry is for the listener.
Brian May: It ruins the mystery if everything's explained.
Ray Foster: Seldom ruins sales. 3 minutes is the standard. John.
John Reid: Yeah, we need radio. Format is three minutes. I have to agree with Ray. I actually think the single's Love of my Life.
Brian May: No.
John Reid: Okay, how about John's song, You're My Best Friend? You know, "Ooh, you make me live." Catchy, stronger.
Ray Foster: What about I'm in Love with My Car?
Brian May: You're joking!
Roger Taylor: Huh.
Brian May: Oh, Jesus.
Ray Foster: I love it. [Freddie kicks Ray's desk] Well, that's the kind of songs teenagers can crank up the volume in their car and bang their heads to. Bohemian Rhapsody will never be that song.
Brian May: It's the band decision. Bohemian Rhapsody. That's it.
Ray Foster: You're My Best Friend. And it's my money.
Roger Taylor: Bo-Rhap. Period.
Freddie Mercury: [removes music reel] Or we walk.
Paul Prenter: [pauses] MacArthur Park was 7 minutes long. It was a hit.
Ray Foster: Look, I'm not arguing with Bohemian whatever's...
Freddie Mercury: Rhapsody.
Ray Foster: ...musicianship, but there's no way in Hell, the station will play a six minute quasi-operatic dirge, comprised of nonsense words! "Bismillah"? Bullshit! I paid for this record, so I say what goes!
Roger Taylor: Have we no legal recourse on this?
Jim "Miami" Beach: Ray, you did Dark Side of the Moon, haven't you?
Ray Foster: [nods] I did.
Jim "Miami" Beach: Yeah, I absolutely love that record. [to Roger Taylor; answering his question] Uh, legally, no. No, he's got your balls in a vice. It's a different matter in a court of public opinion, of course. Ray Foster's a giant name in the music industry, but... to the average person. [shrugs] Say the name "Queen", on the other hand...ears prick up.
[long moment of silence]
Ray Foster: [refusing to back down] We're going with You're My Best Friend. Done.
Freddie Mercury: No, we know what we have, even if you don't. It's called Bohemian... [he puts his cigarette out on Ray's papers] ...Rhapsody. [leaves with the band] You will forever be known as the man who lost Queen.
[after they leave, Jim takes one final glance at Ray while waving goodbye, before joining the others. The door closes, leaving Ray, John, and Paul]
John Reid: Temperamental artists, eh? They're well aware they're tied to a contract, but who knows what goes on inside the inscrutable mind of the recording artist?
Ray Foster: Mark these words. If they're not careful, by the end of the year, no one will know the name "Queen". [brick is thrown through window] Christ!
[Paul opens window, and, along with Ray Foster, sees Queen outside.]
Freddie Mercury: [shouting] You can take that out of our royalties, twat!
Ray Foster: Wanker!
Brian May: You can shove your gold discs! You made a mistake, Foster!
Freddie Mercury: Arsehole!
Ray Foster: [shouting] You'll never have a gold disc, you medium talent! [to Paul] And to think, I work with Hendrix.

View Quote John Reid: This is the bands's lawyer Jim Beach.
Freddie Mercury: We MUST stop calling him that.
John Reid: That's his name.
Freddie Mercury: We cannot keep calling him Jim Beach. No, that's absurd. Not to mention unspeakably boring. Miami. From now on I dub thee Miami Beach.
Jim "Miami" Beach: The sun always sets behind you, doesn't it? On Miami Beach?
Ray Foster: Right, now that everybody's got an acceptable name let's get to it.

View Quote John Reid: So, tell me. What makes Queen any different from all of the other wannabe rock stars I meet?
Freddie Mercury: I'll tell you what it is. We're four misfits who don't belong together playing to the other misfits. The outcasts, right at the back of the room who are pretty sure they don't belong either. We belong to them.
Brian May: We're a family.
Roger Taylor: But no two of us are the same.

View Quote Teresa's always had an evolved appreciation of the greater good. Once we restored her memories– it was only a matter of time.

View Quote Janson: Thomas, thank you for seeing me. Sorry for the inconvenience; I was just hoping we could have a few moments to chat in private, away from the others. Well, I won't take up too much of your time. I may only have one question. What do you remember about WCKD? You're not in any trouble; we're just having a conversation. I'm just trying to understand.
Thomas: Understand what?
Janson: Whose side are you on?
Thomas: I remember I used to work for WCKD. I remember that they sent me into the Maze. I remember watching my friends die in front of me. I'm on their side.
Janson: Interesting. You say you worked for WCKD, but they sent you into the Maze. Why would they do that?
Thomas: I don't know. Maybe you should've asked 'em before you killed 'em all!
Janson: Good evening, Dr. Paige. Lovely to see you again. Although, I admit, I-I wasn't expecting to hear from you quite so soon.
Dr. Ava Paige: Change in plans, Janson. I'll be arriving a little sooner than expected; first thing tomorrow.
Janson: Oh, we'll be delighted to have you. I think you'll be pleased with the progress we've made. As you can see, early results have been extremely promising. Whatever it is you've been doing to them in there, it's working.
Dr. Ava Paige: Not well enough. I've just received Board approval. I want all of the remaining subjects sedated and prepped for harvest by the time I arrive.
Janson: Dr. Paige, we're going as fast as we can. We are still running tests–
Dr. Ava Paige: Try something faster. Until I can guarantee their security, this is the best plan.
Janson: Ma'am, security is my job; we're on 24-hour lockdown here. I can assure you, the assets are secure.
Dr. Ava Paige: Have you found the Right Arm?
Janson: Not yet. We've tracked them as far as the mountains–
Dr. Ava Paige: So they're still out there. And they've already hit two of our installations. They want these kids as badly as we do. And I cannot– I cannot afford another loss. Not now, when I'm so close to a cure. If you are not up to the task, I will find someone who is.
Janson: That won't be necessary. May I suggest we start with the most recent arrivals–
Dr. Ava Paige: Just get it done. [Janson starts to leave] Janson. I don't want them to feel any pain.
Janson: They won't feel a thing.
Thomas: Open this door, Janson!
Janson: You really don't want me to.
Thomas: OPEN THIS DAMN DOOR!
Janson: Listen to me! I'm trying to save your life! The Maze was one thing, but you kids wouldn't last one day out in the Scorch. If the elements don't kill you, the Cranks will. Thomas, you have to believe me. I only want what's best for you.
Thomas: Yeah, lemme guess– WCKD is good?
Newt: I wish Alby could've seen all this.
Thomas: And Winston. And Chuck.
Newt: He'd be proud of you, you know, Tommy.
Thomas: thanks ya old shank
Jordan Christensen: quit your guy's smooching and hurry up we need to run if we want to make it on time.

View Quote [Thomas walks over to the hallway where the people Janson called over are walking to to see Teresa; a guard blocks him]
Guard #1: Whoa, whoa, whoa, hang on. You weren't called.
Thomas: Yeah, I know. I'm just gonna be a second.
Guard #1: This is a restricted area, kid.
Thomas: [impatient] Look, I just wanna see my friend. Can you let me through?
Guard #1: [jabs his finger into Thomas's chest] Get your ass back in that chair.
[Thomas frowns and starts to return to his table, but then jumps the guard to snatch his keycard.]
Guard #1: Hey! [shoves Thomas away] Back off!
Thomas: [aggressively shoves the guard; Newt and the Gladers run over to hold him back] WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM, MAN?! WHAT THE HELL, HUH?! WHY WON'T YOU LET ME SEE HER?!
Guard #1: [shoves Thomas again] Back off! [to the Gladers] You need to control your friend.
Janson: [running over] What's happening here? Thomas, I thought we could trust each other. You know we're on the same side.
Thomas: Are we?
Janson: [smiles sadistically] Get them to their bunks.