1997. Directed by Jon Amiel
Get the Quote of the Day from The Man Who Knew Too Little
I had an Astin Martin but it had trouble with the surface-to-air missiles, so, it's in the shop.
We'll be smoking those ambassadors by midnight.
She told me about the letters. The-uh, letters. She told me about em. I know all about the letters. How do you think I know? She told me, that's how I found out.
Was that a tear? How do you people do it? Do you poke yourself in the eye? Or are you thinking right now, "My dog is dead." My dog is dead. My dog is dead.
Well I figure you gotta tie up all your loose ends by 11:30 at the latest.
I know a couple guys who are hopin to fire up some big ambassadors at 11:59.
Well we both are. In the theater of life I mean.
Hang on Bill, clench your buttocks.
It's for allergies -- actually, it's a powerful agent that sharpens my senses, yet deadens my emotions.
I would like fresh flowers in my room, rare tropical flowers that smell good. And ice in my dressing room, which should be a palace, and so should Lori's be a palace, and I want a dressing room for my pet bloodhound too. And Lori's poodle, they can bunk in together. But there had better be fresh flowers in there! And ice!
And I want a stairmaster, I want a juice master, I want a thigh master, and I want a butt master. And if you can't give it to me, then I'm going back to Des Moines.
I wish we could hang out, it's my birthday.
Do you think I look silly in this outfit? I could take it off if you like.
Well what about our story? Are we just a doomed couple, do we have to be Bonnie and Clyde? Can it be like the getaway, couldn't it be like that?
All right punk. I guess that question you gotta answer today is, do I feel lucky? Well punk, do ya?
Look at you, you're a sweet little pocket rocket. What fun!
What's that in real money?
You know, it's gettin so that the decent people can't even go out on the street anymore without scum like you tryin to step on whatever's decent in this world. But you know somethin, your type are just gonna be the kinda crap that sticks to the bottom of a good man's loafer.
You gonna bring me that martini or do I have to suck it out of the glass from here?
Ok. Let's have a scene with the Bobbies. Let's get em all in here. We'll tell em the whole thing.