James Cromwell movie quotes

View Quote A Lakota, not as tall as the Cheyenne, not as fine featured as the Crow.

View Quote [after Spirit throws him, from Scene It? Jr. DVD Game] Soldier, secure that horse!

View Quote [Gunshot] What seems to be the problem, gentlemen?

View Quote And you people, you're all astronauts, on some kind of star trek.

View Quote I don't wanna be a statue!

View Quote Zefram Cochrane: You don't have a moon in the 24th century?
William Riker: Sure we do. Just looks a lot different. There are 50 million people living on the moon in my time. You can see Tycho City, New Berlin... even Lake Armstrong on a day like this.

View Quote (after Bud sees pictures of Ed with Lynn) I wouldn't trade places with Edmund Exley right now for all the whiskey in Ireland.

View Quote Go back to Jersey, sonny. This is the city of the angels and you haven't got any wings.

View Quote You may well reap the benefit, Edmund, but are you truly prepared to be despised within the department?

View Quote Sleeping in the streets and pulling out their hair for someone they never knew. And they think we're mad!

View Quote [discussing the guest list for Diana's funeral] A chorus line of soap stars and homosexuals.

View Quote Your tea is getting cold!

View Quote If I had words to make a day for you
I'd sing you a morning golden and true
I would make this day last for all time
Then fill the night deep in moonshine

View Quote [repeated line]  "That'll do, pig. That'll do".

View Quote [Soon Babe is pink again. The puppies are sold to other farmers who needs sheepdogs. Rex has no patience with Fly's disgrace, but Mr. Hoggett pats her gently, and Babe licks her snout]
Babe: Fly, may I call you Mom?
[Fly nuzzles the piglet tenderly. At last, Babe has truly found his place on Hoggett's farm. As the nights grow longer and colder, Babe grows bigger. First, Mr. and Mrs. Hoggett's daughter, son-in-law and grandchildren come to visit. The farmhouse is suddenly filled with all sorts of bright, shiny facts. There is singing and laughter. And the people pile brightly wrapped boxes under a tree inside the house]
Esme Hoggett: Hello!
The Hoggetts' son-in-law: Hey, folks, how are you? Merry Christmas!
Esme Hoggett: Merry Christmas! How's my favorite girl? Nanny has a jellybean. Give us a kiss. And guess what we're having for Christmas dinner? Roast pork.
The Hoggetts' granddaughter: I hate pork.
Maa: Darn silly carry-on, if you ask me.
Horse: The cat says they call it Christmas.
Ferdinand: Christmas! Christmas dinner, yes. Dinner means death. Death means carnage! Christmas means carnage! CHRISTMAS MEANS CARNAGE!! [runs off in fear]
[Then one day, Mrs. Hoggett washes the mud off Babe and measures his taut belly with a tape measure. But Fly knows. She has seen other animals taken into the building near the barn. It is the fashion of nature, that doesn't stop her from feeling mournful]
Maa: Eating pigs! Blaah! Barbarians!
Babe: [runs up to Maa] You're going back to the fields, Maa.
Maa: Oh, young'un, tragic there ain't more of your kind. I'll be thinking of you always.
Babe: I could come and visit you, Maa.
Maa: I'd like that, but...well, we shouldn't hope for too much. [gets yanked as the cart pulls forward, she follows]
Babe: [humming the tune of "Jingle Bells"] La la la, la la la, la la la lala. La la la, lala la la, lalala la la la la, hey!
[We cut to the Arthur and Esme cooking up some Christmas dinner]
Narrator: And then, it was Christmas Eve, and time had run out for the pig.
Mrs. Hoggett: Are you doing him tonight, then?
Farmer Hoggett: Huh.
Mrs. Hoggett: Sure. The blood will drain by morning.
Farmer Hoggett: Pity.
Mrs. Hoggett: What's that?
Farmer Hoggett: Nothing.
Mrs. Hoggett: What on earth are you rambling on about?
Farmer Hoggett: Exchange to miss out on the best ham prize at next year's fair, is all. Nice plump haunches he's getting. Beautiful. Yet...silly to wait, I suppose so.

View Quote There is nothing to understand. Only this: I am a man who could have been great, but was not.

View Quote Marion Davies: Did you need any of them?
William Randolph Hearst: I wanted them.
Marion Davies: And there is the difference between want and need.
William Randolph Hearst: Not to me.

View Quote William Randolph Hearst: My battle with the world is almost over. Yours I'm afraid has just begun.
Orson Welles: Kane would've taken the tickets.

View Quote [at a gala event] My beautiful wife, Julie, is from New Jersey. 15 electoral votes... and is, as you know, half Jewish. So we'll take Florida's 25 electoral votes and divide by two. My daughter, Jeanie, is expecting her first child. If it's a girl, she will be named Virginia. 13 electoral votes. In fact, even if it's a boy, he'll be named Virginia. She reminds me that I have publicly acknowledged that as a young Marine officer in Vietnam, I did, on a handful of occasions, smoke marijuana. [pause] California, 54 electoral votes! [guests laugh and make standing ovation]

View Quote [over the Hot Line, after the carrier attack]
President Nemerov: [in Russian] I ordered no such attack. You must not respond to this action until we have investigated all possibilities.
President Fowler: Like you did in Chechnya? Mr. President, who is in control of your armed forces?
Nemerov: [in Russian] You dropped the bomb on Hiroshima. You dropped the bomb on Nagasaki. Do not lecture me on Chechnya!

View Quote [aboard the NAOC]
Owens: Are you advocating we launch a first strike...
Becker: [shouts] It is not a first strike! There's already been a first strike! And a second! Don't you get it?
Owens: No! I don't get it! I don't understand why we have to nuke them, for God's sake! It's not reasonable!
President Fowler: [shuts down both men] Sidney, goddamnit! They practically sank an aircraft carrier! Their missile silos are hot! We're getting nothing but bullshit from Nemerov! And let's not forget how this thing started, OK? They tried to kill me, remember! So don't **** tell me to be reasonable!

View Quote "[voiceover] There have always been ghosts in the machine. Random segments of code, that have grouped together to form unexpected protocols. Unanticipated, these free radicals engender questions of free will, creativity, and even the nature of what we might call the soul. Why is it that when some robots are left in darkness, they will seek out the light? Why is it that when robots are stored in an empty space, they will group together, rather than stand alone? How do we explain this behavior? Random segments of code? Or is it something more? When does a perceptual schematic become consciousness? When does a difference engine become the search for truth? When does a personality simulation become the bitter mote... of a soul?"

View Quote [At a ceremonial dinner] Thank you all. As you know, my official retirement isn't until next week. But this here, now, tonight, with you- is my real retirement. Because you and I have known fear together, shed blood together, battled pain and suffering, and all of their foot soldiers. We know that there is no glamour in a sudden death, and that no one ever wins a war. And it is that knowledge that will bind us together forever. That, and a love for this country that no bayonet can pierce, no bullet shatter. [Raises a glass] To you.