James Woods movie quotes

View Quote You are correct, sir!

View Quote Baboom. Name is Hades, lord of the dead, hi, howya doin'?

View Quote It's a small underworld, after all, huh?

View Quote Left-wing, Colonel? Eh, maybe. But I'm not a Communist. And you guys never seem to be able to tell the difference!

View Quote Is that why you're here, Colonel? Some kind of post-Vietnam experience like you need a rerun or something? You pour a hundred twenty million bucks into this place, you turn it into a military zone, so what, so you can have chopper parades in the sky?

View Quote You let them close down the universities, you let them wipe out the best minds in the countries, you let them kill whoever they want, you let them wipe out the Catholic Church, you let them do it all because they aren't Commies! And that, Colonel, is bull shit!

View Quote A mouse needs to know his limitations!

View Quote You should have stayed in your little hole, mouse boy.

View Quote Party's over, fur-face!

View Quote He's **** up; they're all **** up.

View Quote He's so freaked about Beamen taking his spot, he'd play with a fractured neck.

View Quote What's next, stigmata?

View Quote [grunting on the toilet] Oh, God. Please, Lord, help me to release this demon! (groans and farts forcefully and is relieved) Ahh! Thank you, Lord, the most merciful Almighty. Oh... hold on. (farts forcefully again) Ahhh, ah! Oh, those enchiladas!

View Quote (as Megan's head spins around, Father McFeely turns to leave) **** this!

View Quote Father McFeely: How is she?
Mrs. Voorhees: It's gotten worse, Father. She won't eat. She won't talk. The child won't let me touch her.
Father McFeely: Yes, sometimes you have to give them candy.

View Quote Rachel Constantine: I assume you read the confidential findings report from the investigating committee.
Michael Kitz: I flipped through it.
Rachel Constantine: I was especially interested in the section on Arroway's video unit. The one that recorded the static?
Michael Kitz: Continue.
Rachel Constantine: The fact that it recorded static isn't what interests me.
Michael Kitz: [pauses] Continue...
Rachel Constantine: What interests me is that it recorded approximately eighteen hours of it.
Michael Kitz: That is interesting, isn't it?

View Quote Rachel Constantine: [about Adolf Hitler] Twenty million people died defeating that son of a bitch, and he's our first ambassador to outer space?
Ellie Arroway: Actually the Hitler broadcast from the...
David Drumlin: [interrupting] '36 olympics was the first television transmission of any power that went in to space. That they recorded it, and sent it back, is simply a way of saying "hello, we heard you."
Michael Kitz: Or, "Sieg Heil, you're our kind of people."

View Quote Michael Kitz: Your having sent this announcement all over the world may well constitute a breach of national security.
Ellie Arroway: This isn't a person-to-person call. You can't possibly think that a civilization sending this kind of message would intend it just for Americans.
Michael Kitz: I'm saying you might have consulted us; obviously, the contents of this message could be extremely sensitive.
Ellie Arroway: You want to classify prime numbers?

View Quote Gray: Is the General suggesting that Dr. Ross is a spy?
General Hein: The General is wondering why he's explaining himself to a Captain.

View Quote Automated Warning: Warning, system overload.
General Hein: I know!
Automated Warning: Warning, system overload.
General Hein: I KNOW! But it must be done...

View Quote General Hein: We're going to hit again and again. And keep on hitting it, until it's dead.
Zeus Cannon Operator: But sir, we're not even sure if it has any affect on the creature!
General Hein: No effect? We've got them on the run, soldier. This is our moment of victory. I order you to fire.
Zeus Cannon Operator: The system won't allow us to fire again, sir!
General Hein: We'll see about that...

View Quote [in a debate on healthcare] Shut up. Enough already. I've heard all the bitching and moaning I can stand for one day, alright? Look, if you want to regard me as some kind of blood-sucking vampire, then fine, great, I'll be the bad guy. [points at John] But who's holding the **** gun?

View Quote John Q. Archibald: You know, what I don't understand is why they never found it, the doctors. My son has had clean checkups every year since the day he was born. How could the doctors not pick it up?
Dr. Turner: He might not have been tested thoroughly enough.
John Q. Archibald: Why not?
[Dr. Turner doesn't answer; Steve butts in.]
Steve Maguire: You got an HMO, right?
John Q. Archibald: Yeah.
Steve Maguire: Well, there's your answer. I mean, HMO's pay their doctors not to test. It's their way of keeping costs down. Now, let's say Michael did need additional testing and insurance says they won't cover them. The doctor keeps his mouth shut, and come Christmas, [points to Dr. Turner] The HMO sends the doctor a fat-ass bonus cheque.
John Q. Archibald: [to Dr. Turner] Is that true?
Dr. Turner: Possible. Not likely, but possible.
John Q. Archibald: You telling me that these doctors may have known what was wrong with my son and they could have treated him all along?
Dr. Turner: Who knows? I don't know.
Lester Matthews: Don't take this personal, Doc. But, y'all bunch a goddamn crooks.
Dr. Turner: You don't know what you're talking about.
Julie Byrd: What about that thing that you guys take?
Dr. Turner: 'The thing?'
Julie Byrd: Yeah, that promise. What do they call it?
Steve Smith: It's called the Hippocratic Oath.
Lester Matthews: More like the 'hypocritical oath'. How's it go, Doc? "I solemnly swear to take care of the sick and damn-near-dying, unless they ain't got major medical." Something like that?
Dr. Turner: You've got it perfectly, that's it.
Steve Maguire: It's funny, but it's not that far from the truth, okay?! This shit happens all the time! Paramedics bring in some accident victim and when the big boys in Accounting find out they can't pay, they send them packing.
Julie Byrd: Hospitals can't turn people away!
Steve Smith: Isn't there laws against that?
Steve Maguire: Yeah, there's laws! But there's also ways around those laws. The only thing we have to do is stabilise them. [to Dr. Turner] And after that, we're off the hook and you know it.
Dr. Turner: That's not how it works.
Steve Maguire: That's exactly how it works! Maybe, not up there on the fifth floor. But in here, if you don't have any money, you get a Band-Aid, a foot in the ass and you're out the door!
Dr. Turner: Shut up. Enough already! I've heard all the bitching and moaning I can stand for one day, alright? Look, if you want to regard me as some kind of blood-sucking vampire, then fine, great, I'll be the bad guy. [points at John] But who's holding the **** gun?

View Quote Mitch Quigley: This country man, can't go anywhere without getting' mugged, or murdered or stabbed. Kids killin' their classmates, drivebys, ya know, I won't even go into a post office any more.
Steve Maguire: Shut up, Mitch.
Dr. Turner: No, you shut up. I hate the little bastard, but he's right. You know how easy it is to get a gun in the country? In five minutes, boom, gun show.

View Quote [last lines] DON'T YOU WALK AWAY FROM ME!! I AM REGGIE BELAFON--[Mikey rips his hair off] OH! [to the filmmakers] TURN THAT THING OFF! MIKEY! YOU ARE SO FIRED!!!

View Quote Hey, Mikey, why don't you head on over to the snack bar and get yourself a big bowl of shut up!

View Quote I PROMOTE HAPPINESS!!! CAN YOU SEE THE HAPPINESS EMANATING FROM ME?!? WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!

View Quote [blocks off old couple trying to get on elevator with him and his goons] Where are you going? Hey, use the stairs, this one's full. Get outta here! [notices the old man's brightly colored shirt] Get a new shirt.

View Quote [At the Miami PD bomb squad office, Ned Trent is frustrated at the police's stonewalling of full cooperation with him, and notices a workbench]
Ned Trent: This is, uh... Shouldn't this be in the lock-up? I mean, I don't know. Maybe I'm wrong. You guys are the experts. Maybe you don't need me. I mean, like what is this? This is... [smells] This is Semtex. Am I right? Plastique, correct? Plastic explosive. Am I right? You're the expert. This could blow up this whole area, and if this area goes... the whole building could go up. [starts assembling a bomb] Am I right? I don't know. Maybe if I put this in here... What else do we have here? This is a plunger detonator, right? And that's a little mini-receiver. This looks like American circuitry to me. Call me a patriot, but American craftsmanship is the greatest. Watch. Here we go. Let's see. Perfect fit, first time, every time. Screw it on. One little twist. And, voila. A perfect receiver bomb. Which of course is absolutely worthless without a ... transmitter, but hey [activates console] Twenty seconds, and we're hot. [puts plunger detonator to bomb package offers bomb to officer] Okay, now deactivate it, you sanctimonious prick!
Officer: Cut that shit Trent!
Ned: Oh yeah? Huh?
Officer: Okay, you made your point, all right?
Ned: Have I? Huh?
Officer: That's enough!
Ned: What do you mean that's enough? You think I give a sh*t if this whole **** block goes up?! I don't! You've had enough. Is that what you're saying? [tosses bomb at officer]
Officer: Yes, that's what I'm saying. Enough is enough! I can't do it.
Ned: [reads clock] Twelve.
Officer: What the hell, are you crazy or something? [gives detonator back to Trent, but the clock still ticks down]
Ned: I'm the craziest person you'll ever meet in your life. Six. Five. Four. Three.
Officer: Please!
Ned: [turns off bomb] Now, here's a tip you take care of the shit work. And leave the fox at the party to me. Okay? We on the same page? Ace?

View Quote [Ray responds to another BBS message board ad's number but something is not right with the response]
Ray Quick: Who is this?
Woman: She's okay. She wants to meet you.
Ray: No, I don't think so. Put Trent on the line.
Woman: What did you say?
Ray: Trent. He's standing next to you. I want to talk to him. Put him on the line! [woman puts down her headset and Ray's voice booms inside the police surveillance room] Ned, can you hear me? Talk to me. Talk to me, Ned. Your playmates know what kind of man you are? Why the Agency fired you? That killing people was like jerking off for you? Watching those bloody bodies going though the air gets you off. [as Trent nudges an officer to run a trace] Talk to me. When you crawl into your hole at night alone... and you are alone, aren't you? Tell me what burns you the most. Losing your job as a CIA attack dog... or knowing that I turned you in and I'm still alive? Talk to me! You'll sell your service to the highest bidder! You stinking maggot!
Ned Trent: **** you, Ray! **** YOU!!! You killed! Your bombs! How many? 10, 50, 100, before you lost count? It was your bombs on the bridge in Bogota! Your bomb in the cabana! But you're getting sloppy, Ray. You broke your famous code, didn't you? You killed an innocent bystander, Ray and it's just is eating you up inside, isn't it? You were always too **** sensitive, but guess what? I'm coming Ray. I'm coming to take all the pain away. I'm gonna **** cut it right out of you, and I'm gonna close your heart in my hand. I'm right behind you and I know you. I know you!
Ray: You've got no mercy. You got no **** loyalty. And you got no code.
Ned: Listen to me, you son of a bitch-
Ray: [looks at watch] All right Time's up, 58 seconds. [hangs up]
Ned: Ray? Ray! [tries recorder] Goddamn it! Son of a bitch! [pries out and throws down tape reel] I'll **** kill you! I'll vaporize your ass! [everybody in the room looks at him] What're you looking at? Turn around! Nobody... says a word. [to tech] Tell me that you got a trace. Just tell me.

View Quote I was Liz's mentor. There was a trust. She was a passionate young woman, yes, as well she should have been. But had I ever taken advantage of that... I would have lost the trust. So did I kill her? Of course not. Did I love her? I loved her very much. Make of that what you will.

View Quote [Brenner is questioning Colonel Robert Moore, Captain Elisabeth Campbell's commander at Psychological Operations]
CW4 Brenner: Did you work together on a daily basis?
COL Moore: Absolutely.
CW4 Brenner: Did you, uh, play together?
COL Moore: What a truly excellent question. You see, here at Psy Ops, that's one of the things that we teach. Threatening quietly. Think of the echoes inherent in those four simple words: "Did you play together?" Did you go out with her? Did you **** her? Did you love her? If you did, did you love her so much that you murdered her?
CW4 Brenner: I meant did you play golf, or tennis, or checkers, or something.
COL Moore: No, you didn't.
CW4 Brenner: No, I didn't.
COL Moore: So now we both know we're smart guys. Do you think I'm involved in this?
CW4 Brenner: One way or another, yes, I do.
COL Moore: Then wouldn't it behoove me to retain the services of an attorney? I know a good one.
CW4 Brenner: Two problems there. First, the obvious: there are no good ones. Second, you're not a civilian, Colonel. You're in the Army. You have no right to an attorney, you have no right to remain silent. And if you don't cooperate I may have to put you in jail, and that would make me feel bad.
COL Moore: You see what you're doing here?
CW4 Brenner: Looking for answers?
COL Moore: Of course, that. But how? How? You're trying to make me like you. And you know what? It's working; I do. But you see what I'm doing now? I'm trying to make you like me, too.