Thunderbolt and Lightfoot (1974)
Jeff Bridges: Lightfoot
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Quotes
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Melody : I didn't get your name.
Lightfoot : Well, I didn't give it to ya'. My name is Lightfoot.
Melody : "Lightfoot"?
Lightfoot : That's right.
Melody : That's a dumb name. I mean, what kind of person would name a kid that, ya' know?
Lightfoot : What's your name?
Melody : Melody.
Lightfoot : "Melody"? That's not a dumb name?... Hey, maybe we had the same father?
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Lightfoot : Thunderbolt and Lightfoot. That sounds like something.
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Lightfoot : [Final lines] You know... you know somethin'? I don't think of us as criminals, you know? I feel we accomplished something. A good job. I feel proud of myself, man. I feel like a hero.
John Doherty : Are you all right, kid? You don't look too well.
Lightfoot : I believe you're right.
[Slumps over]
John Doherty : Lightfoot!
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Lightfoot : Howdy. How's business?
Station Attendant : In this business, you're always one step away from bankruptcy. Funny money, credit, speculation... Somewhere in this country's a little ol' lady with $79.25. The five cents is a buffalo nickel... If she cashes in her investment, whole thing'll collapse. General Motors, the Pentagon, the two-party system and the whole shebang... We're all running downhill. Gotta' keep running faster or we'll fall down.
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Lightfoot : [Eyeing the clothes in the back of the car they've just stolen] Hey, look at this, man. It's like they got a whole department store back here. I like that.
John Doherty : Yeah... Those clothes and your mouth, you could be a big man.
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Lightfoot : [Hitchhiking: Thunderbolt and Lightfoot have accepted a ride from a crazy driver with a mess of a car] This guy another friend of yours?
John Doherty : Slightly advanced, isn't he?
John Doherty : [Exhaust fumes start billowing up in the back seating area] Hey, what's wrong with this wreck? We're gettin' gassed back here!
Lightfoot : This guy's a basket case. He's got the exhaust pipe in here.
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Lightfoot : [Asking about a former heist in which Thunderbolt played a role] Montana Armored? How did you get into the vault?
John Doherty : 20mm cannon with armor-piercing shells. Wasn't too hard.
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Red Leary : [Lightfoot shows up with the van, newly dented by the girl on the motorcycle] Where'd you get the dents?
Lightfoot : [Nonchalantly] Progress. I dreamt about you last night.
Red Leary : What about?
Lightfoot : I dreamt you said hello to me.
Red Leary : Don't you get smart with me. I'll break both your arms.
Lightfoot : I'll keep that in mind.
Red Leary : Remember what I said. John and me go back a long way. But you don't mean nothin' to me, understand? Nothin'!
Lightfoot : What'd you try and kill him for then?
Red Leary : Because we were friends.
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John Doherty : You don't look so good, kid.
Lightfoot : I believe you're right.
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Lightfoot : [Repeated line] In for a penny, in for a pound.
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Lightfoot : [Repeated line] Red-haired women are bad luck.
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Lightfoot : You ain't no country preacher, Preacher.
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John Doherty : Hey, why don't you take this watch, huh? I want you to have it.
Lightfoot : I don't want your watch, man... I want your friendship!
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John "Thunderbolt" Doherty : What's your name boy?
Lightfoot : Lightfoot
John "Thunderbolt" Doherty : You Indian?
Lightfoot : Nope. Just American.
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Lightfoot : [John Doherty, aka Thunderbolt, dressed in preacher's garb, has jumped into Lightfoot's stolen Trans-Am] I thought you were the heat.
John Doherty : Do I look like heat?
Lightfoot : You look like one crazy sonofabitch for a preacher, I'll tell ya' that.
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Lightfoot : A man can do whatever he sets his mind to. Now, me, I wanna' walk in and buy a white Cadillac convertible. Actually walk in and buy it, cash.
John Doherty : You might set your mind to gettin' us a lift. This walkin' is tough on my bad leg.
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Lightfoot : [Arriving at the site of what was supposed to be the old schoolhouse, now replaced with a modern new school] Are you sure this is the spot?
John Doherty : Yeah.
Lightfoot : What? I didn't hear what you said.
John Doherty : I said, yeah, this is it.
Lightfoot : Well, what happened to it?
John Doherty : I don't know... Progress.
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John Doherty : In small-town banks, they leave the telephone off the hook in the vault at night so the local operator can listen in.
Lightfoot : People walk into these banks with paper sacks, fill 'em with money and walk out. Anybody can do it.
John Doherty : Bullshit. The newest bank vaults have walls of reinforced concrete five feet thick, backed by six inches of steel. The vault door is stainless steel-faced. It's an inch and a half of cast steel, another 12 inches of burn-resisting steel, and another inch and a half of open-hearthed steel... A vault door has 20 bolts, each an inch in diameter. Eight on each side, two top and two bottom. This holds the door into a 16-inch steel jamb set in 18 inches of concrete. It's crosshatched by steel bars running both vertical and horizontal. This door is precision-made so you can't pour nitro between the door and the vault. If that isn't enough, there's microphones, electric eyes, pressure-sensitive mats, vibration detectors, tear gas, and even thermostats that detect the slightest rise in temperature. Still interested in banks?
Lightfoot : I *knew* you weren't a preacher!
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Lightfoot : How you feelin' today, preacher?
John Doherty : [Reciting a line of poetry] The clock uncoils the working day, and he wakes up feeling his youth has gone away.
Lightfoot : Now what the hell is that? A prayer?
John Doherty : A poem.
Lightfoot : [In a mocking tone] A poem?
John Doherty : Poetry.
Lightfoot : Ah. You stick with me, kid. You can live forever.
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Lightfoot : Thunderbolt! Thunderbolt and Lightfoot. That sounds like somethin'.
John Doherty : You're forgetting I'm a lot older than you.
Lightfoot : There are plenty of guys twice my age who don't know their ass from a hole in the ground.
John Doherty : I won't fault you there.
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Lightfoot : [Expressing reservations about his role in the upcoming heist] Look, I don't know if I can pull this thing off. How do I know what to do?
John Doherty : What's the matter? The job too tough for ya'?
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John Doherty : What happened to Goody?
Red Leary : I threw that little sucker out.
Lightfoot : You prick!
Red Leary : [Knocks Lightfoot to the ground and kicks him savagely] Say somethin' funny now, smart-ass!
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John Doherty : Seems there was another hook-up after all.
Lightfoot : Everything I did was for nothing?
John Doherty : Seems that way, doesn't it?