Amir Quotes in How High (2001)

Amir: I remain here solely for the purpose of hooking up with Harvard women. Short ones, tall ones, skinny ones, chunky ones...

Jamal: Man, I love me a fat chick, man. More cushin' for the pushin'!

Amir: [to a girl in the hall] Don't worry, you can suck my dick after class!

[girl slaps him silly and walks away]

Amir: Oh... she wants me!

Amir: [explaining Sohrab's presence] You see, General Sahib, my father slept with his servant's wife, and she bore him a son named Hassan. Hassan is dead now. That boy sleeping in the other room is Hassan's son. He's my nephew. That's what you tell people when they ask. And one more thing, General Sahib: you will never again refer to him as "a Hazara boy" in my presence. He has a name, and it's Sohrab.

Amir: [from a pay phone] I'm, wiped out John, my business, my house, my credit, everything, I lost three hundred and eighty thousand this weekend, I was going to get married, I had a life!

Brandon Lang: [Over the phone in his office] Hello to you, how's your morning going?

Amir: [Over the phone in his dry cleaners shop] Yes hello.

Brandon Lang: Mine started pretty outstanding but not as outstanding as the weekend I'm planning, how much can you lay with your bookie? Twenty grand?

Amir: Are you crazy? No way, I was betting a thousand a game.

Brandon Lang: I got a game I'm calling my "lock of the decade "Texas versus OU, Texas receiving six points in this game their going to win by two touchdowns.

Amir: I like Oklahoma in that game.

Brandon Lang: You do?

Amir: I shouldn't have called thank you very much your time.

Brandon Lang: What's your favorite drink?

Amir: I don't know, Piña Colada.

Amir: [Over the phone] Don't get me wrong, fifty thousand seems slightly steep

Brandon Lang: Steep? let's rewind here a second first time you called me you're in a hole the size of the Grand Canyon your crying to me how you have to hock your fiancée's ring now today your calling me from a red convertible F1 Ferrari is that it? Candy red, you doing the math? if we're going to keep working together I'm going to charge you a ten percent aggravation tax get your ass to Western Union tonight wire me seventy five grand and maybe we can kiss and make up

Brandon Lang: [Over the phone] It's going to be ok, we're going to get back on track this weekend, you hear me?

Amir: Still you talk like this, who the fuck are you? Like this is some kind of game you ruined me. I was betting a few thousand on Sunday when I called you but you pushed me every call all the time with your talk, no words now? No more money to squeeze so you shut up? How do you fucking live with yourself?