Bill Foster quotes from Falling Down (1993)

I'm going home.

I am not a vigilante. I am just an ordinary man trying to get home to my daughter's birthday. Now if everyone will just stay out of my way, then nobody will get hurt.

What about the briefcase? You forgot the briefcase!

You have a choice. I can kill you, or you can kill me, and my daughter can collect the insurance.

Why have you put barbed wire on a fence? Is this how you rich people amuse yourselves? You put barbed wire on the fence so innocent people like me can hurt themselves lurking in?

You missed. [Foster picks up the UZI and shoots the car] I missed too. [Foster threatens the gang member as he begs for his life. Foster shoots him in the ankle] You see, that's the concept. Take some shooting lessons, asshole.

You enjoying your meal? [customer chokes food onto tray] Hey, I think we have a critic! I don't think she likes the special sauce.

Clear a path, you mother ****er! Clear a path! I'm going home!

God bless the working stiff!

Doctor? What kind of doctor lives here?

Plastic surgeon.

Plastic surgery bought this?!

I helped build missiles. I helped protect this country. You should be rewarded for that. But instead they give it to the plastic surgeons. Bastards lied to me.

Sergeant Prendergast

Is that what this is about? Is that why my chicken dinner is drying out in the oven? You're mad because they lied to you? They lie to everyone! They lie to the fish, but that doesn't give you the right to do what you did today.

Prendergast

Let's meet a couple of police officers. They're all good guys.

I'm the bad guy?

Prendergast

Yeah.

How did that happen?

We're the same, you and me. We're the same.

We are not the same. I'm an American, you're a sick asshole.

Just what kind of vigilante are you?

I am NOT a vigilante. I am just trying to get home to my little girl's birthday party, and if you all just stay out of my way, nobody will get hurt.

Mr. Lee

Take the money!

You think I'm a thief? I'm not the thief. I'm not the one charging 85 cents for a stinking soda, YOU'RE THE THEIF! I'm just standing up for my rights... as a consumer.

What you doing, Mister?

Nothing.

Nah, man. You're trespassing on private property.

Trespassing?

You're loitering too, man.

Yeah, you're loitering too.

I didn't see any signs.

Whatcha call that?

Graffiti?

No, that's not **** graffiti. That's a sign.

He can't read it, man.

Then I guess I'm gonna have to read it for you. It says this is **** private property! No **** trespassing! That means **** you.

It says all that?

Yeah.

Well maybe if you wrote it in **** English I could **** understand it.

Excuse me! I don't know if you noticed or not, but there are other people who want to use the phone here!

There are?

Yeah!

There's other people who want to use the phone?

That's right, you selfish asshole!

Oh, that's too bad. Because you know what?

I think it's out of order.

Sheila

Hi, can I help you?

Yes, I'd like a ham and cheese whamlet and some whammy fries--

Sheila

I'm sorry, we've stopped serving breakfast but we are on the lunch menu now.

But I want breakfast.

Sheila

You can't have it, we're not serving it.

So you said. Is that the manager?

Sheila

Yeah.

Could I speak to him please?

Sheila

Sure. Rick, there's a customer who would like to speak with you.

Rick

Yes, sir?

I'd like some breakfast?

Rick

We stopped serving breakfast.

I know you stopped serving breakfast Rick, Sheila told me that you... why am I calling you by your first names? I don't even know you. I still call my boss 'Mister' even though I've been working with him for seven years, but all of a sudden I walk in here and I'm calling you Rick and Sheila like we're in some kind of AA meeting and... I don't want to be your buddy, Rick. I just want a little breakfast?

Sheila

You can call me Miss Folsom if you want.

Rick

Sheila. We stopped serving breakfast at 11:30.

Rick, have you ever heard the expression "the customer is always right"?

Rick

Yeah.

Well, here I am. The customer.

Rick

That's not our policy. You have to order something from the lunch menu.

I don't want lunch. I want breakfast.

Rick

Yeah, well hey, I'm really sorry.

Yeah, I'm real sorry too. (pulls out an Uzi)

You're Korean? Do you have any idea how much money my country has given your country?

Mr. Lee

How much?

I don't know, but it's gotta be a lot.

Beth

You're not coming here.

Oh, but I am. I'm on my way. I've passed the point of no return. You know when that is? That's the point in a journey where it's longer to go back to the beginning than it is to continue to the end. It's like when those astronauts got in trouble when they were going to the moon. Somebody messed up and they had to get them back to Earth but first they had to go around the moon. They were out of contact for hours. Everybody waited breathlessly to see if a bunch of dead guys in a can would pop out the other side. I'm on the other side of the moon now and everybody will have to wait until I pop out.

Beth

The police are here.

Beth, did you know that in some South American countries it's legal to kill your wife if she insults you?

That's a hell of a way to treat a vet, man.

You're an animal doctor?

No, a VETERAN. I was in Nam.

What were you, a drummer boy? You must have been 10 years old.

I meant the Gulf. I meant to say the Gulf. Jesus! Come on, all I'm asking for is a little change. I haven't eaten in three days.

Well, except for this.

What are you doing to the street?

We're fixing it! What the hell does it look like?

Two days ago it was fine. You're telling me the street fell apart in two days?

Well I guess so.

Pardon me, but that's bullshit. You see, I don't think anything's wrong with the street. I think you're just trying to justify your inflated budgets! I know that if you don't spend the projected amount this year, you don't get the same amount next year! Now I want you to admit that THERE'S NOTHING WRONG WITH THE STREET!

**** you, pal.

You're not gonna hold us hostage here with all your yellow lights and big trucks.

Look, I'm just here to stop people from falling in, that's all.

I want to hear it from you. Come on, what's wrong with the street?

I really don't know, I think it might be a sewer job.

You're lying. What's wrong with the street?

Nothing.

I KNEW it.

**** you! Who the **** are you?

I am just disagreeing with you! In America, we have the freedom of SPEECH! The right to DISAGREE!

**** you and your freedom! Who the **** are you, you ****! You **** ****! You were gonna take my rocket! I oughta shoot you right now, you dippy mother ****er!

Four!

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--

--ck that. Now, aren't you ashamed?

What's wrong?

My... heart...

What can I do about it?

Pills... get my... pills...

Where are your pills?

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?

My... golf course...

Yeah, and you're gonna die wearing that stupid little hat. How does it feel?

What can I do you for?

I was just looking for some hiking boots.

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) ****! Course when you're done you have to clean out the waffle with a stick, but what the hell, you can't have everything.

Hey, where do you think you're going?

I'm going home!

You want freedom? I'll give you **** freedom!

You're going to jail, ****er. How's that for freedom? Freedom to get **** 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!

I can't.

Why not?

Gravity.

Gravity? What the **** does that mean?!

I'll fall down.

Give me your other hand! Give it to me! Give it to me! GIVE IT TOO ME!

This isn't one of mine.

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)