Philip Baker Hall movie quotes

View Quote Never ignore a man's courtesy.

View Quote John: [on the phone] Thanks for everything, Syd.
Sydney: There's something I need to tell you. It's something you need to know. It's important. I need to tell you. I love you, John. I love you like you were my own son.
John: Thank you, Syd. I love you too.

View Quote Jimmy: What I mean - what I believe... is that you killed his father... like the stories I heard go. Now, if somebody killed my father... I would feel the need to do something. The stories I heard - you know, stories get around - is that you used to be a hard-ass. You were a hard-ass and you took his dad out, Sydney. So you think - what? You can just walk through this life... without being punished for it? Shit, man. I know all those guys you know. Floyd Gondolli, Jimmy Gator, Mumbles O'Malley. They like to sit around in Clifton's and talk, talk, talk. They love to tell stories. You can sit there and look at me sideways all you want. You probably think I'm some kind of asshole or something... but I'm not a killer... like you. You walk around like you're Mr. Cool, Mr. Wisdom... but you're not. You're just some old hood. The other night in the bar, you asking me a question... like do I do parking lot security? Well, the answer is no! I'm trusted security inside the casino. I'm trusted with security, and I don't **** it up.
Sydney: Good that you have such a sturdy sense of responsibility.
Jimmy: Don't! Don't! Don't ****in' do that! You understand? I can see right through that shit! You look at me as some idiot, huh? I know you do. I know you. You old guys, you old hoods... you think you're so ****in' above it... so high and mighty. What am I to you? Some loser? Not with a gun in my hand. Not with the facts I know. Bottom line, Sydney. No matter how hard you try... you're not his father.
Sydney: I have the money here. I have the $10,000 here. Not in the bank. I have it here.
Jimmy: I knew that. I knew you did.
Sydney: I have the money to give you right now, in this moment. I will give you all that I have. Maybe before you were gonna kill me. Maybe. I don't know. I know John, and I love him like he was my own child. But I can tell you this: I don't want to die. I killed his father. I can tell you what it was. This is not an excuse. I'm not begging for clemency. All that matters, I do not wish to sacrifice my life for John's well-being. But I will sacrifice this money for mine because you have asked me. Because after this, I will have done all I can for John and for myself. I'm going to ask you with all the heart and sincerity that I have, please do not put a bullet in me. And, please, don't tell John what I've done. I trust that once I give you this money, you and I will take separate paths and that this negotiation will settle everything. That is my hope. I don't wanna die.

View Quote Alan: I’m Alan Lombardo: stage 3 lymphoma. Pleased to meet you.
Mitch: Mitch Barnett, metastatic prostate cancer.
Adam: Oh, I’m Adam Lerner, schwannoma neurofibrosarcoma.
Alan: Whoa, what the **** is that?
Mitch: Tough break. The more syllables, the worse it is.

View Quote Mitch: So you want to drive, right now?
Alan: Yeah.
Mitch: You sure that's what you want to do?
Mitch: That's your make-a-wish? To drive?

View Quote [Adam is receiving his first session of chemotherapy. One of the other patients offers him a tin]
Alan: Want a macaroon?
Adam: Oh, thanks. I’m alright.
Alan: [leans forward and whispers] There’s weed in ‘em.
Adam: Oh, yeah, thank you, but I - I don’t do weed.
Alan: C’mon, man. Just get high with us!
Adam: Okay. Thanks.
[He takes a macaroon and eats it]
Mitch: How old are you?
Adam: Twenty-seven.
Alan: That’s just the worst. A perfectly good youth wasted.
Mitch: Alan, stop it. Don’t listen to him, he's just messing with you.
Alan: Listen to me, this cancer is bullshit. First your hair’s going to fall out, then your balls’ll shrink. And if that isn’t enough, your dick becomes a constant source of disappointment.
[Alan and Mitch laugh]
Adam: I got to tell you, I was really nervous about this whole cancer thing, and then I met you guys, and boy do I feel better.

View Quote Lance: Is that a snake's tail or a furry tail?
Dr. Kozak: That would be a minor side effect.
Lance: Kozak, growing a dog's tail would turn your serum into a criminal act.
Dr. Kozak: You know, you need to relax and have a good work, and Lance, we'll found a good fountain of youth. (answers the cellphone) Security, Dr. Kozak.

View Quote Lance: Kozak, how is it going in court today?
Dr. Kozak: Uh, Mr. Strictland, it goes well.
Lance: Have you unlocked the dog's secret?
Dr. Kozak: Let's not talk here. Hey, I've got something to show you that would interest you.

View Quote Dr. Kozak: You might be interested to know, sir, when we got this snake, he was nearly dead. He was nearly dead of old age. Since we injected him with the serum made from the dog's viralized DNA, all cell degradation has ceased. And he's actually been getting stronger.
Lance: Does that snake have a furry tail?
Dr. Kozak: Uh, that would be a-a-a side effect that I would classify as, uh, minor.
Lance: Kozak, dry mouth is a minor side effect. Growing a dog's tail is... (stammers) It makes your serum into a carnival act.
Dr. Kozak: You know what? Your job is to relax. Our job is to work out the kinks, OK? Because when we do, Lance, you and I are gonna have the patent on the fountain of youth. (answers his cellphone) Ah. Excuse me. Uh, yeah, Security.

View Quote Mr.Greenleaf also feels there was a silent promise in Dickie's letter to you which he intends to honor. He intends to transfer a good part of Dickie's income from his trust into your name. He doesn't intend on giving the Italian police any information about Dickie's past. He's rather hoping hoping you feel the same.

View Quote I don't care for B.S. I don't care to hear it. I don't care to speak it.

View Quote Alvin MacCarron: Did you know that in Princeton, Dickie Greenleaf half killed a boy? At a party over some girl. Kicked the kid several times in the head, put him in the hospital. Boy had a wire fixed in his jaw, lost some hearing. Why do you think Dickie's father sent him to Europe in the first place? The Rome police didn't think to ask Mr. Greenleaf, nor did they think to check on whether a Thomas Ripley had ever been a student at Princeton University. Oh, uh, I turned up a Tom Ripley who had been a piano tuner in the music department. You see, in America we are taught to check a fact before it becomes a fact. Taught to nose around when a girl drowns herself, find out if that girl is pregnant. Find out if Dickie had an embarrassment there. Mr. Greenleaf appreciates your loyalty, he really does. Marge, she has a hundred theories. There's a few things that she doesn't know. We hope she never knows.
Tom Ripley: I hope she never knows.
Alvin MacCarron: Three different people saw Dickie get into Freddie's car. One man will not testify because he was jumping somebody else's wife at the time, saw Dickie removing license plates from a red sports car. The police know about this man because he happens to be a policeman. [holds out two license plates] I found these in the basement of Dickie's apartment. They belong to Freddie's car. Mr. Greenleaf has asked me to lose these in the canal this evening. [puts the license plates down] Mr. Greenleaf feels that there was a silent promise in Dickie's letter to you which he intends to honour. He also intends to transfer a good portion of Dickie's income from his trust into your name.