Cul-de-sac (1966)

Lionel Stander: Richard

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• Richard : Here we are!

  Albie : Where?

  Richard : In this shit...

• Albie : He's mad at us, isn't he?

  Richard : He told me I was "mentally retiring", or something like that.

  Albie : Yeah?

  Richard : Yeah.

  Albie : He's angry with us, isn't he?

  Richard : He gave me Hell.

• Richard : One doesn't choose the time one gets into trouble.

• George : What's the name of this rock pile?

  Richard : Rob Roy. Lindisfarne Island, Northumberland.

  George : What? Speak up!

  Richard : Rob Roy! Lindisfarne Island! Northumberland!

• [first lines] 

  Richard : What the hell are you doing?

• Richard : Albert and me are having some trouble. Get it - little fairy?

• Albie : There must be some booze in this dump. I'd like a drink.

  Richard : Albie, lie down! You got a belly full of holes, and you want a drink? Lie down!

  Albie : You've got a head full of holes, and you still want to argue. Let go of me, you half-wit! I want a drink, I tell you!

• Richard : Don't worry. I got the both of them locked up upstairs in their pad.

  Albie : He could skip by the window.

  Richard : Who?

  Albie : The queer.

• Albie : I want a nip!

  Richard : Alright. Lie down, now.

  Albie : I want a nip!

• Richard : I don't dig chicks like you.

• Albie : That's it. Ah! I lost it.

  Richard : What have you lost?

  Albie : The Little Bear. I can't find it anymore.

• Teresa : Another gorilla, like you.

  Richard : You ain't English, are ya? Continental, huh? You got an accent. You ain't British.

  George : Well, you're not exactly Anglo-Saxon yourself.

  Richard : Snotty, huh? I'm acting regular with you, and you're acting snotty. I'm regular with you, ain't I?

  George : My-My wife is French.

  Richard : All right.

• Teresa : Why are you digging?

  Richard : It's a hobby I got.

• Richard : I locked you up, you little tramp, didn't I? Didn't I? Why'd you get out? You want me to teach you a lesson, huh? Well, my name ain't George, and I don't wear horns. I could punch that pretty puss of yours into a pumpkin. Is that what you want?

• Richard : What a rock pile. Eleventh century.

  George : Romantic age.

  Richard : Bring on the little girls! You could throw some real wild orgies in that old castle of yours - couldn't you, you old bastard, you?

• Richard : They're all whores! I don't give a damn for you or your goddamn love life.

• Teresa : May I go and get something in the house? May I go? Please.

  Richard : Go to hell.

  Teresa : Thank you.

• George : She's just a girl, a child. She's a naughty little girl.

  Richard : A child, my foot.

  George : I worship her. I'm absolutely crazy about her.

  Richard : You're a sucker.

  George : Have you ever been in love?

• Richard : You lunkhead! Come on down. I won't eat ya!

• Richard : Cheers, old chap.

  George : I never drink.

  Richard : You ain't refusing to have a drink with Dickie, are you?

  George : I can't drink alcohol. It makes me sick. Especially this time in the morning.

  Richard : Either you're a pal or you ain't. Time don't make no difference with pals. Bottoms up.

• [repeated line] 

  Richard : Make it snappy.

• Richard : Mind you, I recognize everybody's opinion. I concede there are a few priests who really believe in what they preach, but most of them are phonies. It's the same thing everywhere.

• Richard : You poor bugger.