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Citizen Kane

Citizen Kane is a 1941 film that tells the story of powerful newspaper owner Charles Foster Kane, who was many things to many people, both in life and, retrospectively, in death. It is believed to be loosely based on the life of the newspaper magnate William Randolph Hearst and is widely considered one of the best American films ever.
 * Directed by Orson Welles. Written by Herman J. Mankiewicz and Orson Welles.

The classic story of power and the press.taglines

Charles Foster Kane

 * Rosebud...
 * Opening line; his last word as he dies.
 * Note: ranked #17 in the American Film Institute's list of the top 100 movie quotations in American cinema.

 * The news goes on for 24 hours a day.

 * If the headline is big enough, it makes the news big enough.

 * As Charles Foster Kane who owns eighty-two thousand, six hundred and thirty-four shares of public transit - you see, I do have a general idea of my holdings - I sympathize with you. Charles Foster Kane is a scoundrel. His paper should be run out of town. A committee should be formed to boycott him. You may, if you can form such a committee, put me down for a contribution of one thousand dollars.

 * It's my duty and — I'll let you in on a little secret — it's also my pleasure to see to it that decent, hard-working people in this community aren't robbed blind by a pack of money-mad pirates, just because they haven't had anybody to look after their interests.

 * You're right. I did lose a million dollars last year. I expect to lose a million dollars this year. I expect to lose a million dollars next year! You know, Mr. Thatcher, at the rate of a million dollars a year, I'll have to close this place in 60 years.

 * If I don't look after the interests of the underprivileged, maybe somebody else will. Maybe somebody without any money or property, and that would be too bad!

 * I always gagged on that silver spoon.

 * We have no secrets from our readers. Mr. Thatcher is one of our most devoted readers, Mr. Bernstein. He knows what's wrong with every issue since I've taken charge.

 * I was on my way to the Western Manhattan Warehouse in search of my youth. You see, my mother died a long time ago and her things were put in storage out West. There wasn't any other place to put them. I thought I'd send for them now. Tonight, I was going to take a look at them. You know, a sort of sentimental journey.

 * I run a couple of newspapers. What do you do?

 * [I entered this campaign] with one purpose only, to point out and make public the dishonesty, the downright villainy of Boss Jim W. Gettys' political machine, now in complete control of the government of this state. I made no campaign promises, because until a few weeks ago, I had no hope of being elected. Now however, I am something more than a hope. Jim Gettys, Jim Gettys has something less than a chance. Every straw vote, every independent poll shows that I'll be elected. Now I can afford to make some promises. The working man, the working man and the slum child know they can expect my best efforts in their interests. The nation's ordinary citizens know that I'll do everything in my power to protect the underprivileged, the underpaid, and the underfed.

 * I don't think there's one word that can describe a man's life.

 * A toast, Jedediah, to love on my terms. Those are the only terms anybody ever knows - his own.

 * Don't worry about me, Gettys. Don't worry about me. I'm Charles Foster Kane! I'm no cheap, crooked politician, trying to save himself from the consequences of his crimes! [louder] Gettys! I'm going to send you to Sing Sing! Sing Sing, Gettys! Sing Sing!

 * You can't buy a bag of peanuts in this town without someone writing a song about you.

Mr. Bernstein

 * Harvard, Yale, Princeton, Cornell, Switzerland... he was thrown out of a lot of colleges.

 * President's niece, huh? Before Mr. Kane's through with her, she'll be a president's wife.

 * We never lost as much as we made.

 * [to Jedediah Leland] Mr. Kane is finishing the review you started - he's writing a bad notice. I guess that'll show you.

 * Old age. It's the only disease, Mr. Thompson, that you don't look forward to being cured of.

 * A fellow will remember a lot of things you wouldn't think he'd remember. You take me. One day, back in 1896, I was crossing over to Jersey on the ferry, and as we pulled out, there was another ferry pulling in, and on it there was a girl waiting to get off. A white dress she had on. She was carrying a white parasol. I only saw her for one second. She didn't see me at all, but I'll bet a month hasn't gone by since that I haven't thought of that girl.

 * Well, it’s no trick to make a lot of money if all you want is to make a lot of money.

Jedediah Leland

 * I can remember everything. That's my curse, young man. It's the greatest curse that's ever been inflicted on the human race: memory.
 * [referring to Kane's 'Declaration of Principles'] I'd like to keep that particular piece of paper myself. I have a hunch it might turn out to be something pretty important, a document, like the Declaration of Independence, and the Constitution, and my first report card at school.

 * I suppose he had some private sort of greatness, but he kept it to himself. He never gave himself away. He never gave anything away, he just left you a tip, hmm? Ha. He had a generous mind. I don't suppose anybody ever had so many opinions. But he never believed in anything except Charlie Kane. He never had a conviction except Charlie Kane in his life. I suppose he died without one. It must have been pretty unpleasant. Of course, a lot of us check out without having any special convictions about death, but we do know what we believe in, we do believe in something.

 * He married for love. Love. That's why he did everything. That's why he went into politics. It seems we weren't enough, he wanted all the voters to love him too. Guess all he really wanted out of life was love. That's Charlie's story, how he lost it. You see, he just didn't have any to give. Well, he loved Charlie Kane of course, very dearly, and his mother. I guess he always loved her.

 * You know, when I was a young man there used to be an impression around that nurses were pretty. Well, it was no truer then than it is today.

Newsreel Narrator

 * Legendary was Xanadu where Kubla Khan decreed his stately pleasure dome. Today, almost as legendary is Florida's Xanadu, world's largest private pleasure ground. Here, on the deserts of the Gulf Coast, a private mountain was commissioned and successfully built. One hundred thousand trees, twenty thousand tons of marble are the ingredients of Xanadu's mountain. Contents of Xanadu's palace: paintings, pictures, statues, the very stones of many another palace — a collection of everything so big it can never be catalogued or appraised, enough for ten museums — the loot of the world. Xanadu's livestock: the fowl of the air, the fish of the sea, the beast of the field and jungle. Two of each, the biggest private zoo since Noah. Like the pharaohs, Xanadu's landlord leaves many stones to mark his grave. Since the pyramids, Xanadu is the costliest monument a man has built to himself. Here in Xanadu last week, Xanadu's landlord was laid to rest: a potent figure of our century, America's Kubla Khan, Charles Foster Kane.
 * Kane helped to change the world, but Kane's world now is history. The great yellow journalist himself lived to be history, outlived his power to make it.
 * Alone in his never-finished, already decaying pleasure palace, aloof, seldom visited, never photographed, an emperor of new strength continued to direct his failing empire, varyingly attempted to sway as he once did the destinies of a nation that had ceased to listen to him, ceased to trust him. Then last week, as it must to all men, death came to Charles Foster Kane.

Others

 * Rawlston: It isn't enough to tell us what a man did. You've got to tell us who he was.

 * Walter Parks Thatcher: Mr. Charles Foster Kane, in every essence of his social beliefs, and by the dangerous manner in which he has persistently attacked the American traditions of private property, initiative, and opportunity for advancement, is in fact, nothing more or less than a Communist!

 * Politician: The words of Charles Foster Kane are a menace to every working man in this land. He is today what he has always been, and always will be: a Fascist!

 * Susan: [referring to Xanadu] Oh, a person could go crazy in this dump with nobody to talk to, nobody to have any fun with. Forty-nine thousand acres of nothing but scenery and statues. I'm lonesome.

 * Raymond: [last lines] Throw that junk in!

Dialogue

 * Rawlston: Maybe he told us all about himself on his deathbed.
 * Jerry Thompson: Yeah, and maybe he didn't. Maybe it was just a—
 * Rawlston: All we saw on that screen was a big American.
 * Thompson: One of the biggest!
 * Rawlston: But how is he any different from Ford? Or Hearst for that matter? Or John Doe?
 * Thompson: Yeah, sure!
 * Rawlston: I tell you, Thompson, a man's dying words—
 * Newsman: What were they?
 * Thompson: Oh, you don't read the papers? [laughter]
 * Rawlston: When Charles Foster Kane died, he said just one word.
 * Thompson: Rosebud.
 * Newsman: Tough guy, huh? Dies calling for Rosebud.
 * Rawlston: Just that one word! But who is she?
 * Newsman: What was it?
 * Rawlston: Here's a man that could have been president, who was as loved and hated and as talked about as any man in our time, but when he comes to die he's got something on his mind called Rosebud. Now what does that mean?
 * Newsman: It's a race horse he bet on once.
 * Newsman: Yeah, that didn't come in.
 * Rawlston: All right. But what was the race?

 * Thatcher's secretary: [Quoting from Kane's letter] "Sorry, but I'm not interested in gold mines, oil wells, shipping or real estate. One item"—
 * Walter Parks Thatcher: Nonsense! [snatches the letter] Now see: "One item on your list intrigues me: the New York Inquirer, a little newspaper I understand we acquired in a foreclosure proceeding. Please don't sell it. I'm coming back to America to take charge. I think it would be fun to run a newspaper." [repeating] "I think it would be fun to run a newspaper!"

 * Charles: Now look, Mr. Carter, here's a front-page story in the Chronicle about a Mrs. Harry Silverstone in Brooklyn who's missing. Now, she's probably murdered. Here's a picture of her in the Chronicle. Why isn't there something about it in the Inquirer?
 * Carter: Because we are running a newspaper. There's no proof that that woman is murdered, or even that she's dead...It's not our function to report the gossip of housewives. If we were interested in that kind of thing, Mr. Kane, we could fill the paper twice over daily.
 * Charles: Mr. Carter, that's the kind of thing we are going to be interested in, from now on.

 * Leland: These men who were with the Chronicle. Weren't they just as devoted to the Chronicle politics as they are now to our policies?
 * Bernstein: Sure, they're just like anybody else. They got work to do, they do it! Only they happen to be the best men in the business!
 * Leland: Do we stand for the same things the Chronicle stands for, Bernstein?
 * Bernstein: Certainly not. Listen, Mr. Kane, he'll have them changed to his kind of newspapermen in a week!
 * Leland: There's always a chance, of course, that they'll change Mr. Kane, without his knowing it.

 * Emily: Sometimes, I think I'd prefer a rival of flesh-and-blood.
 * Charles: Oh Emily, I don't spend that much time on the newspaper.
 * Emily: It isn't just the time. It's what you print-attacking the President.
 * Charles: You mean Uncle John.
 * Emily: I mean the President of the United States.
 * Charles: He's still Uncle John, and he's still a well-meaning fathead who's letting a pack of high-pressure crooks run his administration. This whole oil scandal—
 * Emily: He happens to be the President, Charles, not you.
 * Charles: That's a mistake that will be corrected one of these days.

 * Emily: Really Charles, people will think-
 * Charles: -what I tell them to think.

 * Charles: You know, Mr. Bernstein, if I hadn't been very rich, I might have been a really great man.
 * Walter Parks Thatcher: Don't you think you are?
 * Charles: I think I did pretty well under the circumstances.
 * Walter Parks Thatcher: What would you like to have been?
 * Charles: Everything you hate.

 * Charles: Six years ago, I looked at a picture of the world's greatest newspaper men. I felt like a kid in front of a candy store. Well, tonight, six years later, I got my candy-all of it. Welcome, gentlemen, to the Inquirer! Make up an extra copy of that picture and send it to the Chronicle, will you please? It'll make you all happy to learn that our circulation this morning was the greatest in New York, 684,000.
 * Bernstein: Six hundred and eighty-four thousand one hundred and thirty-two!
 * Charles: Right! Having thus welcomed you, I hope you'll forgive my rudeness in taking leave of you. I'm going abroad next week for a vacation. I've promised my doctor for some time now that I'd leave when I could, and I now realize that I can't.
 * Bernstein: Say, Mr. Kane, as long as you're promising, there's a lot of pictures and statues in Europe you haven't bought yet.
 * Charles: You can't blame me, Mr. Bernstein. They've been making statues for two thousand years, and I've only been buying for five.
 * Bernstein: Promise me, Mr. Kane.
 * Charles: I promise you, Mr. Bernstein.
 * Bernstein: Thank you.
 * Charles: Mr. Bernstein? You don't expect me to keep any of those promises, do you?

 * Leland: You still eating?
 * Charles: I'm still hungry.

 * Charles: Are we going to declare war on Spain, or are we not?
 * Leland: The Inquirer already has.
 * Charles: You long-faced, overdressed anarchist!
 * Leland: I am not overdressed!
 * Charles: You are too. Mr. Bernstein, look at his necktie.

 * Charles: Read the cable.
 * Bernstein: "Girls delightful in Cuba. Stop. Could send you prose poems about scenery, but don't feel right spending your money. Stop. There is no war in Cuba, signed Wheeler." Any answer?
 * Charles: Yes. "Dear Wheeler: you provide the prose poems. I'll provide the war."

 * Leland: Bernstein, am I a stuffed shirt? Am I a horse-faced hypocrite? Am I a New England school marm?
 * Bernstein: Yes. If you thought I'd answer you any differently than what Mr. Kane tells you...

 * Charles Foster Kane III: Mother, is Pop governor yet?
 * Emily: Not yet, Junior.

 * Charles: This gentleman was saying...
 * Jim Gettys: I'm not a gentleman. [To Emily] Your husband's only trying to be funny calling me one. I don't even know what a gentleman is. You see, my idea of a gentleman...Well, Mrs. Kane, if I owned a newspaper and I didn't like the way somebody was doing things, some politician say, I'd fight him with everything I had. Only I wouldn't show him in a convict's suit with stripes so his children could see the picture in the paper, or his mother.

 * Charles: [after his affair with Susan is revealed] I'm staying here. I can fight this all alone.
 * Emily: Charles, if you don't listen to reason, it may be too late.
 * Charles: Too late. For what? For you and this public thief to take the love of the people of this state away from me?
 * Susan: Charlie, you got other things to think about. Your little boy, you don't want him to read about you in the papers.
 * Charles: There's only one person in the world who decides what I'm going to do, and that's me.
 * Emily: You decided what you were going to do, Charles, some time ago.

 * Charles: I set back the sacred cause of reform, is that it? All right, that's the way they want it, the people have made their choice. It's obvious the people prefer Jim Gettys to me.
 * Leland: You talk about the people as though you owned them, as though they belong to you. Goodness. As long as I can remember, you've talked about giving the people their rights, as if you can make them a present of liberty, as a reward for services rendered. Remember the working man?
 * Charles: I'll get drunk too, Jedediah, if it'll do any good.
 * Leland: Ah, it won't do any good. Besides, you never get drunk. You used to write an awful lot about the workingman. He's turning into something called organized labor. You're not going to like that one little bit when you find out it means that your working man expects something as his right, not as your gift! Charlie, when your precious underprivileged really get together, oh boy! That's going to add up to something bigger than your privileges! Then I don't know what you'll do! Sail away to a desert island probably and lord it over the monkeys!
 * Charles: I wouldn't worry about it too much, Jed. There'll probably be a few of them there to let me know when I do something wrong.
 * Leland: Mmm, you may not always be so lucky. You don't care about anything except you. You just want to persuade people that you love 'em so much that they ought to love you back. Only you want love on your own terms. Something to be played your way, according to your rules.

 * [On Kane finishing Leland's bad review of Susan's opera singing]
 * Thompson: Everybody knows that story, Mr. Leland. But why did he do it? How could a man write a notice like that?
 * Leland: You just don't know Charlie. He thought that by finishing that notice he could show me he was an honest man. He was always trying to prove something. The whole thing about Susie being an opera singer, that was trying to prove something. You know what the headline was the day before the election? "Candidate Kane found in love nest with quote, singer, unquote." He was gonna take the quotes off the singer.

 * Thompson: He made an awful lot of money.
 * Bernstein: Well, it's no trick to make a lot of money, if all you want is to make a lot of money.

 * Reporter: [Asking about the potential for war in Europe] Isn't that correct?
 * Charles: Don't believe everything you hear on the radio. Read the 'Inquirer'!
 * Reporter: How did you find business conditions in Europe?
 * Charles: How did I find business conditions in Europe, Mr. Bones? With great difficulty. [laughs]
 * Reporter: You glad to be back, Mr. Kane?
 * Charles: I'm always glad to be back, young man. I'm an American. Always been an American. Anything else? When I was a reporter, we asked them quicker than that. Come on, young fella.
 * Reporter: What do you think of the chances for war in Europe?
 * Charles: I've talked with the responsible leaders of the Great Powers - England, France, Germany, and Italy - they're too intelligent to embark on a project which would mean the end of civilization as we now know it. You can take my word for it. There'll be no war.

 * Walter Parks Thatcher: You're too old to call me "Mr. Thatcher," Charles.
 * Charles: You're too old to be called anything else. You were always too old.

 * Charles: Hello, Jedediah.
 * Leland: Hello, Charlie. I didn't know we were speaking.
 * Charles: Sure, we're speaking, Jedediah. You're fired.

 * Susan: You're awful funny, aren't you? I'll tell you one thing you're not going to be funny about, and that's my singing. I'm through. I never wanted to do it in the first place.
 * Charles: You will continue with your singing, Susan. I don't propose to have myself made ridiculous.
 * Susan: You don't propose to have yourself made ridiculous?! What about me? I'm the one who's got to do the singing. I'm the one who gets the raspberries. Why don't you let me alone?

 * Susan: Oh sure, you give me things, but that don't mean anything to you.
 * Charles: You're in a tent, darling. You aren't at home. I can hear you very well if you speak in a normal tone of voice.
 * Susan: What's the difference between giving me a bracelet or giving somebody else a hundred thousand dollars for a statue you're gonna keep crated up and never even look at? It's just money. It doesn't mean anything! You never really give me anything that belongs to you, that you care about!
 * Charles: Susan, I want you to stop this.
 * Susan: I'm not gonna stop it.
 * Charles: Right now!
 * Susan: You never gave me anything in your whole life. You just tried to bribe me into giving you something.
 * Charles: Susan!

 * Charles: Whatever I do, I do because I love you.
 * Susan: You don't love me. You want me to love you. "Sure, I'm Charles Foster Kane. Whatever you want, just name it and it's yours. But you've got to love me!" [Kane slaps her] Don't tell me you're sorry.
 * Charles: I'm not sorry.

 * [Susan is leaving Kane]
 * Susan: Goodbye Charlie.
 * Charles: Susan. Please don't go. No. Please, Susan. From now on, everything will be exactly the way you want it to be, not the way I think you want it, but your way. You mustn't go. You can't do this to me.
 * Susan: I see. So it's you that this is being done to. It's not me at all. Not what it means to me. [laughs] I can't do this to you? Oh, yes I can. [leaves]

 * Reporter 1: What's that?
 * Reporter 2: Another Venus.
 * Reporter 1: Twenty-five thousand bucks. That's a lot of money to pay for a dame without a head.

 * Female reporter: If you could've found out what Rosebud meant, I bet that would've explained everything.
 * Thompson: No, I don't think so; no. Mr. Kane was a man who got everything he wanted and then lost it. Maybe Rosebud was something he couldn't get, or something he lost. Anyway, it wouldn't have explained anything. I don't think any word can explain a man's life. No, I guess Rosebud is just a piece in a jigsaw puzzle, a missing piece.

Taglines

 * It's Terrific!

 * Everybody's talking about it!

 * The classic story of power and the press.

 * I hate him! I love him! He's a scoundrel! He's a saint! He's crazy! He's a genius!

 * Some called him a hero. Others called him a heel...

Cast

 * Orson Welles - Charles Foster Kane
 * Joseph Cotten - Jedediah Leland
 * Everett Sloane - Mr. Bernstein
 * Dorothy Comingore - Susan Alexander Kane
 * Agnes Moorehead - Mary Kane
 * Ruth Warrick - Emily Monroe Norton Kane
 * Ray Collins - James W. Gettys
 * William Alland - Jerry Thompson
 * Paul Stewart - Raymond
 * George Coulouris - Walter Parks Thatcher
 * Philip Van Zandt - Mr. Rawlston

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Unforgiven

Unforgiven is a 1992 Western film which tells the story of a retired gunslinger who takes on one more job in order to avenge a prostitute who was brutally slashed.

 * Directed by Clint Eastwood. Written by David Webb Peoples.

Will Munny

 * All right now, I'm comin' out. Any man I see out there, I'm gonna kill him. Any son of a bitch that takes a shot at me, I'm not only gonna kill him. I'm gonna kill his wife, all his friends, burn his damn house down!

 * You better bury Ned right! Better not cut up nor otherwise harm no whores, or I'll come back and kill every one of you sons of bitches.

Little Bill Daggett

 * [to English Bob] You been talking about the queen again? [punches him] On Independence Day?
 * I guess you think I'm kicking you, Bob. But it ain't so. What I'm doing is talking. You hear? I'm talking to all those goons down there in Kansas. I'm talking to all those villains in Missouri and all those villains down there in Cheyenne. I'm telling 'em there ain't no whores' gold! Even if there was, well, they wouldn't want to come looking for it anyhow!

 * I suppose you know, Bob, if I ever see you again I'm just going to start shooting and figure it was self-defense.

 * Now Ned, them whores are going to tell different lies than you. And when their lies ain't the same as your lies— Well, I ain't gonna hurt no woman. But I'm gonna hurt you. And not gentle like before, but bad!

Others

 * English Bob: [discussing the assassination of President Garfield] If you were to try to assassinate a king, sir, the — how shall I say it? — the aura of royalty would cause you to miss. But, a president— [chuckles] I mean, why not shoot a president?

 * English Bob: [accent changing rapidly from plummy English to Cockney] A plague on you. A plague on the whole stinking lot of ya, without morals or laws. And all you whores got no laws. You got no honor. It's no wonder you all emigrated to America, because they wouldn't have you in England. You're a lot of savages, that's what you all are. A bunch of bloody savages. A plague on you. I'll be back.

 * Clyde: [about the house the Sheriff's building] You know, he don't have a straight angle in that whole god-damned porch, or the whole house for that matter. He is the worst damn carpenter.

 * Skinny Dubois: You know how women lie.

 * Strawberry Alice: Just because we let them smelly fools ride us like horses don't mean we gotta let 'em brand us like horses. Maybe we ain't nothing but whores but we, by god, we ain't horses.

Dialogue

 * Schofield Kid: Like I was saying, you don't look no meaner-than-hell, cold-blooded damn killer.
 * Will Munny: Maybe I ain't.
 * Kid: Yeah, well, Uncle Pete says you was the meanest goddamn son of a bitch alive, and if I ever wanted a partner for a killin', you were the worst one. Meaning the best, on account as you're as cold as the snow and you don't have no weak nerve nor fear.
 * Will: Pete said that, huh?
 * Kid: Yeah, yeah he did. I'm a damn killer myself, 'cept, uh, I ain't killed as many as you on account of my youth.

 * Ned Logan: Hell, Will. We ain't bad men no more. Shit, we're farmers.
 * Will Munny: Should be easy killing them, supposing they don't go on down to Texas first.
 * Ned: How long has it been since you fired a gun at a man, Will? Nine, ten years?
 * Will: Eleven.
 * Ned: Easy, huh? Hell, I don't know that it was all that easy even back then. And we was young and full of beans. I mean, if you was mad at 'em, Will, I mean. If they'd done you some wrong, I could see shooting 'em.
 * Will: We done stuff for money before, Ned.
 * Ned: Yeah, we thought we did. All right, so what did these fellas do? Cheat at cards? Steal some strays? Spit on a rich fella? What?
 * Will: No, they cut up a woman.
 * Ned: What?
 * Will: Yeah, they cut up her face, cut her eyes out, cut her fingers off, cut her teats, everything but her cunny, I suppose.
 * Ned: I'll be dogg - Golly, I guess they got it comin'. 'Course, you know, Will, if Claudia was alive you wouldn't be doin' this.

 * Will Munny: I ain't the same, Ned! Claudia, she straightened me up, cleared me of drinkin' whiskey and all. Just 'cause we're goin' on this killing, that don't mean I'm gonna go back to bein' the way I was. I just need the money, get a new start for them youngsters.
 * Ned Logan: Yeah.
 * Will: Ned, remember that drover I shot through the mouth, teeth came out the back of his head?
 * Ned: Yeah
 * Will: I think about him now and again. He didn't do anything to deserve to get shot, at least not that I could remember when I sobered up.
 * Ned: You was one crazy son of a bitch, Will.
 * Will: Yeah, no one liked me. Mountain boys all thought I was gonna shoot 'em out of pure meanness.
 * Ned: Well, you ain't like that no more.
 * Will: Eagle, he hated my guts. Bonaparte didn't think too much of me either.
 * Ned: Quincy neither.
 * Will: Nah. Quincy used to just watch all the time, scared.
 * Ned: Well, like I said, you ain't like that no more.
 * Will: That's right. I'm just a fella now. I ain't no different than anyone else no more.

 * Little Bill Daggett: It's been a long time, Bob. You run out of Chinamen?
 * English Bob: Little Bill! Well, I thought you was — Well, I thought that you were dead. I see you've shaved your chin whiskers off.
 * Little Bill: I was tasting the soup two hours after I et [ate] it.
 * English Bob: Well, actually, what I heard was that you fell off your horse — drunk, of course — and that you broke your bloody neck.
 * Little Bill: I heard that one myself, Bob. Hell, I even thought I was dead 'til I found out it was just that I was in Nebraska.

 * Little Bill Daggett: You see, the night that Corky walked into the Blue Bottle, and before he knows what's happening, Bob here takes a shot at him! And he misses, 'cause he's so damn drunk. Now that bullet whizzing by panicked old Corky, and he did the wrong thing. He went for his gun in such a hurry that he shot his own damn toe off. Meantime Bob here, he's aiming real good, and he squeezes off another, but he misses, because he's still so damn drunk, and he hits this thousand-dollar mirror up over the bar. And now, the Duck of Death is as good as dead, because Corky does it right. He aims real careful, no hurry...
 * W.W. Beauchamp: And...?
 * Little Bill: Bam! That Walker Colt blew up in his hand, which was a failing common to that model. You see, if Corky had had two guns instead of just a big dick, he would have been there right to the end to defend himself.
 * Beauchamp: Wait a minute. You mean that English Bob killed him, when he didn't even have...
 * Little Bill: Well, old Bob wasn't gonna wait for Corky to grow a new hand. No, he just walked over there real slow - 'cause he was drunk - and shot him right through the liver.

 * W.W. Beauchamp: So, Corky was actually quicker on the draw than the D— than English Bob?
 * Little Bill Daggett: Quicker was his whole damn problem. If he hadn't been in such a hurry, he wouldn't have shot his own toe off. Look son, being a good shot, being quick with a pistol, that don't do no harm, but it don't mean much next to being cool-headed. A man who will keep his head and not get rattled under fire, like as not, he'll kill you. Look here.[stands and draws his gun] That's about as fast as I can draw, and aim, and hit anything more than ten feet away, 'less it's a barn.
 * Beauchamp: But if he doesn't miss?
 * Little Bill: Then he'll kill you. [chuckles] Yeah, that's why there's so few dangerous men around like old Bob, like me. It ain't so easy to shoot a man anyhow, especially if the son-of-a-bitch is shootin' back at you. I mean, that'll just flat rattle some folks.

 * Will Munny: I seen him, Ned. I seen the angel of death. I seen a river, Ned. He's got snake eyes!
 * Ned Logan: Who Will? Who's got snake eyes?
 * Will: It's the angel of death. Oh Ned, I'm scared of dyin'.
 * Ned: Easy, partner. Easy.
 * Will: I seen Claudia too.
 * Ned: That's good, Will. That's good you saw Claudia, ain't it?
 * Will: Her face was all covered with worms! Oh Ned, I'm scared. I'm dyin'. Keep your word. Don't tell nobody — don't tell my kids — none of the things I done. Hear me?
 * Ned: All right, Will.

 * Strawberry Alice: You just kicked the shit out of an innocent man.
 * Little Bill Daggett: Innocent? Innocent of what?

 * Ned Logan: I sure do miss my bed.
 * Will Munny: You said that last night.
 * Ned: No. last night I said I missed my wife. Tonight I just miss my dadgummed bed.

 * Delilah Fitzgerald: Are you really going to kill them cowboys?
 * Will Munny: I guess. There's still a payment comin', isn't there?
 * Delilah: [nods] Them other two, your friends, they been takin' advances on the payment.
 * Will: Advances?
 * Delilah: Free ones.
 * Will: Free ones?
 * Delilah: Alice and Silky been givin' 'em free ones.
 * Will: Oh, I see.
 * Delilah: Would you like a free one?
 * Will: No, I guess not.
 * Delilah: I uh— I didn't mean with me. I meant Alice and Silky would be happy to give you a free one if you really wanted one, I guess. That's all I meant.
 * Will: Oh, I didn't mean I didn't want a free one on account of you being cut up and all. What I said the other day about lookin' like me, that ain't true. You ain't ugly like me. It's just that we both have got scars. But you're a beautiful woman and if I was to want a free one I'd want it with you, I guess, more than them other two. It's just that I can't on account of my wife.

 * Davey: I'm dyin' boys. Jesus, I'm so thirsty.
 * Will Munny: Give him a drink of water, goddamn it. Will you give him a drink of water for Christ's sake? We ain't gonna shoot.

 * Schofield Kid: Say, Will?
 * Will Munny: Yeah?
 * Kid: That was the first one.
 * Will: First one what?
 * Kid: First one I ever killed.
 * Will: Yeah?
 * Kid: You know how I said I shot five men? It weren't true. That Mexican who come at me with a knife? I just busted his leg with a shovel. I didn't kill him or nothin' neither.
 * Will: Well, you sure killed the hell outta that fella today.
 * Kid: Hell yeah! I killed the hell out of him, didn't I? Three shots and he was takin' a shit!
 * Will: Take a drink, kid.
 * Kid: Jesus Christ! It don't seem real. Guy ain't gonna never breathe again ever. Now he's dead, and the other one too, all on account of pullin' a trigger.
 * Will: It's a hell of a thing, killin' a man. You take away all he's got and all he's ever gonna have.
 * Kid: Yeah. Well, I guess they had it comin'.
 * Will: We all have it comin', kid.

 * Will Munny: Wanna help me count this, kid?
 * Schofield Kid: I trust you.
 * Will: Don't go trusting me too much.

 * Schofield Kid: [handing Will his gun] You go on. Keep it. I'm never gonna use it again. I don't kill nobody no more. I ain't like you, Will. [indicating the money] Go on, keep it — all of it. It's yours.
 * Will Munny: What about the spectacles and fancy clothes?
 * Kid: I guess I'd rather be blind and ragged than dead.
 * Will: You don't have to worry, kid. I ain't gonna kill you. You're the only friend I got.

 * Will Munny: Who's the fella owns this shithole? [to Fatty] You, fat man, speak up.
 * Skinny Dubois: Uh, I own this establishment. I bought the place from Greeley for a thousand dollars.
 * Will: [to the man behind Skinny] You better clear out of there.
 * Man: Yes, sir!
 * Little Bill Daggett: Just hold it right there. Hold it! [Will shoots Skinny] Well, sir, you are a cowardly son of a bitch! You just shot an unarmed man!
 * Will: Well, he should have armed himself if he's gonna decorate his saloon with my friend.
 * Little Bill: You'd be William Munny out of Missouri, killer of women and children.
 * Will: That's right. I've killed women and children. I've killed just about everything that walks or crawled at one time or another, and I'm here to kill you, Little Bill, for what you did to Ned. [to the men standing near Bill] You boys better move away.
 * Little Bill: All right, gentlemen, he's got one barrel left. When he fires that, take out your pistols and shoot him down like the mangy scoundrel he is! [Will's trigger clicks] Misfire! kill the son of a bitch!

 * W.W. Beauchamp: Who'd you kill first? Was it Little Bill?
 * Will Munny: What?
 * Beauchamp: When confronted by superior numbers, an experienced gunfighter will always fire on the best shot first.
 * Will: Is that a fact?
 * Beauchamp: Yeah, Little Bill told me that.
 * Will: I was lucky in the order, but I've always been lucky when it comes to killin' folks.

 * Little Bill Daggett: I don't deserve this—to die like this. I was building a house.
 * Will Munny: Deserve's got nothing to do with it. [aims gun]
 * Little Bill: I'll see you in hell, William Munny!
 * Will: Yeah. [fires]

Cast

 * Clint Eastwood - William Munny
 * Gene Hackman - Little Bill Daggett
 * Morgan Freeman - Ned Logan
 * Richard Harris - English Bob
 * Jaimz Woolvett - The Schofield Kid
 * Saul Rubinek - W.W. Beauchamp
 * Frances Fisher - Strawberry Alice

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Category:Western films

The Western is a genre of various arts, such as comics, fiction, film, games, radio, and television. Westerns are devoted to telling stories set primarily in the later half of the 19th century in the American Old West, hence the name. Many feature Native Americans, bandits, cowboys, lawmen, outlaws, and soldiers, as well as spectacular mountain scenery. Some are set in the American colonial era.

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Will & Grace

 * Season 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 | Main

Will & Grace is a popular U.S. TV series that ran from 1998–2006, and was revived from 2017-2020. The main characters were: Will Truman, a gay attorney; his best friend, Grace Adler, a straight Jewish woman who runs her own interior design firm; Karen Walker, a very rich, alcoholic socialite; and Jack McFarland, an effeminate gay struggling actor. The show is set in New York City. On May 2006, NBC cancelled the series after 8 seasons. On April 2020, NBC cancelled the series after 3 seasons.

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 * Season 1
 * Season 2
 * Season 3
 * Season 4
 * Season 5
 * Season 6
 * Season 7
 * Season 8
 * Season 9
 * Season 10
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 * Eric McCormack - Will Truman
 * Debra Messing - Grace Adler
 * Sean Hayes - Jack McFarland
 * Megan Mullally - Karen Walker

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User talk:210.82.76.17

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Talk:Thus Spoke Zarathustra

I have moved this from "Thus Spake Zarathustra" to "Thus Spoke Zarathustra", leaving the previous title as a redirect, because far more translations use the "spoke" than "spake", and this is the title most likely to be sought. ~ Kalki 18:23, 1 Dec 2004 (UTC) Unfortunately you also missed the fact that most of the quotes are from the Commons translation which translates the title as Thus SPAKE Zarathustra. -andre ogunin

 * Thus Spoke Zarathustra seems to be the title which Wikipedia has also settled on. I own copies of several published translations of the work and it is likely that there will be more added here by me and by others from translations other than the Commons one. ~ Kalki 20:47, 26 November 2005 (UTC)

Why is that photograph in this?
 * Yeah, WTF?

 * Images generally enhance the aesthetic appeal of pages, and I thought it a striking image to go with one of the more notable quotes on the page for Nietzsche's most impressive work: "I will make company with creators, with harvesters, with rejoicers; I will show them the rainbow and the stairway to the Superman" — it is not perhaps the ideal image for this, but I thought it good and evocative on various levels, not all of them immediately obvious... much like most of the work of Nietzche itself. I might work on adding more images to this soon, but it is not an immediate priority. ~ Kalki 03:00, 27 December 2006 (UTC)

I used google translate for "Es ist mehr Vernunft in deinem Leibe, als in deiner besten Weisheit" and the translation was "There is more reason in your body than in your best wisdom." Does anybody know why there is a different translation or if it essentially means the same thing?

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