Blondie Quotes in Maze Runner: The Scorch Trials (2015)

Blondie: Here. Drink this.

Thomas: What is it?

Blondie: The price of admission.

Alice Moore: Could I have my robe, please?

Blondie: Sure. Gee whiz, honey! Its torn to ribbons!

Alice Moore: Could I have the key to the swimming pool?

Blondie: Of course, dearie.

Irena Dubrovna: Is Miss Moore in?

Blondie: She just went downstairs to the swimming pool.

Irena Dubrovna: Would it be alright if I went down to see her?

Blondie: Of course, dearie. Right down them steps there.

Blondie: Gee whiz, dearie, are you alright?

Guglione: What do you say I come by your place later on with a bottle of wine after you're finished. Hm?

Blondie: You know something, Mr. Guglione?

Guglione: Hm?

Blondie: You are a real bastard.

[pause]

Blondie: Make it around midnight.

Lottie: That shows you what you know. You don't have to sing in burlesque. Mr. Kinskey says you just gotta be a looker. And nobody can say I'm not that!

Blondie: Oh, you're screwy and you don't know it.

Lottie: Well, if appearing on the stage is wrong and having a few decent things of my own is wrong, then give me plenty of it!

Blondie: Good luck then. I guess you'll be all right. If you ever need a pal, you'll let me know, won't you?

Lottie: Sure I will, kid. I like you, Blondie. I've always liked you.

Blondie: Well, goodbye, mug. Take care of yourself, won't you?

Blondie: Lucky chump.

Lottie: Not really so lucky.

Blondie: Oh, you're doin' great, kitty!

Lottie: Are you stuck on anyone?

Blondie: Oh, I can't get a kick outta any hicks I bump into after seeing how a real young man acts.

Lottie: Oh and how do you know how a real gentleman acts?

Blondie: In the movies! I go to them all the time.

Larry: You don't suppose there is any truth to the rumor that Chinamen eat dogs?

Blondie: Oh, I hadn't heard that.

Larry: Well, there couldn't be any possible connection between, eh, chow mein and chow dogs.

Blondie: Oh, aren't you a peach! Wow! I bet I look kinda hot in this!

Larry: Come here! Stop it, stop it, stop it, stop it. Who do you think you are?

Blondie: What do you think you are?

Larry: Mussolini.

Larry: What you need is a drink!

Blondie: I don't drink.

Larry: Smoke?

Blondie: No!

Larry: Stay out late nights?

Blondie: No.

Larry: Like the boys?

Blondie: No!

Larry: Do you eat?

Blondie: Yes.

Larry: That's all right. I'll take you out to dinner.

Blondie: Oh, you're fresh!

Lottie: Blondie, what on earth made you fly away like that? Like a veritable sky rocket.

Blondie: Lottie, you're a scream. Doesn't she make you laugh?

Larry: Yes, she does.

Blondie: She was always like that. Even in the store. Just out of nowhere she'd get so hotsy-totsy. Even the customers would laugh.

Blondie: Say, how much do they pay those girls to be in the show? Huh?

Larry: Oh, about 50, 60, 70 dollars a week.

Blondie: Do you think you could fix it up for me?

Blondie: Where are we going?

Larry: I know a nice, quiet, little Speakeasy; where they have soft music, soft lights, and hard liquor.

Blondie: Ha-cha!

Larry: You're a darling.

[Leans down and kisses Blondie]

Blondie: Don't Mister. If you don't mean it.

Blondie: My sister, you know, she's married to my brother-in-law.

Larry: Oh, what does he do?

Blondie: Oh, well, he doesn't like to work. He's very sensitive. He says work gets on his nerves. He'd like to be an adventurer, he says.

Lottie: Get into bed, kid. And I'll tell you an earful.

Blondie: Okay.

Pa McClune: I've finished.

Blondie: Not with me, Pa?

Pa McClune: No, Blondie. I'll never finish with you, never. What I meant was I've finished being an old time Pa. I've thought it over carefully. A father shouldn't - shouldn't try to stop a kid from doing something that she wants to do. That is, unless, its very wrong. And you never could do anything very wrong. Could you, Blondie?

Blondie: You know I couldn't, Pa.

Blondie: You see if I don't know what its all about! I'll keep my promise to you about Larry. But, there are plenty of other men. And I'm going in for a big time, kitty!

Lottie: Cut it out! Cut it out!

Blondie: I won't cut it out! You watch my smoke!

Blondie: It will be a lucky girl who gets you seriously.

Larry: The lady who did get me seriously, turned out to be very lucky.

Blondie: And who was that?

Larry: Well, if this isn't a palace of luck in a circus, I don't know what is. Step up boys and girls and take your chance on the bigger life!

Lottie: It looks like old home week.

Blondie: Won't you sit down, Lurlene. Larry has to hurry.

Lottie: Now that I'm here, its a wonder he doesn't jump right through the window.

Larry: I'm saving that for when the market reaches the bottom.

Jimmy: Garbo! Garbo. Garbo. Garbo. Garbo! Garbo! Garbo. Garbo.

Blondie: [in a Swedish accent] Who are you? Why are you here?

Jimmy: To breathe the air you breathe. I'm nuts about it! I'm nuts about it.

Blondie: Oh, that face. Why does it look at me like that?

Jimmy: Because I'm a cad.

Blondie: Cad?

Jimmy: How tired you are.

Blondie: Yes. I am tired. So, tired...

Jimmy: You killing me.

Blondie: Go! I want to be alone.

Jimmy: What a mama! What a mama. Please, please, please let me stay.

Blondie: Well, just for the week then.

Blondie: Everything's an accident. Don't kid yourself.

Larry: What do your doctors say?

Blondie: What do doctors say? They look you over. They smile. They hurt you and shake their heads. They're non-committal. I think that's what the word is, isn't it?

Blondie: You see, in this world there's two kinds of people, my friend: Those with loaded guns and those who dig. You dig.

Blondie: [counting Angel Eyes' men] One, two, three, four, five, six. Six. Perfect number.

Angel Eyes: Huh. Isn't three the perfect number?

Blondie: Mm... yeah. But I've got six more bullets in my gun.

[to Tuco]

Blondie: [clicks his tongue] Such ingratitude, after all the times I saved your life.

Blondie: Every gun makes its own tune.

Tuco: [trying to read a note] "See you soon, id... " "idi... "

Blondie: [taking the note] "Idiots".

[He hand the note back to Tuco]

Blondie: It's for you.

Tuco: [thinking the cavalry they've met are Confederate] Hurrah! Hurrah for the Confederacy! HURRAH! Down with General Grant! Hurrah for General... what's his name?

Blondie: Lee.

Tuco: Lee! LEE! Ha ha! God is with us because he hates the Yanks too. HURRAH!

Blondie: [spits] God's not on our side because he hates *idiots* also.

[the commander of the cavalry patrol they've met reveals his blue uniform]

[surveying some Civil War carnage]

Blondie: I've never seen so many men wasted so badly.

Blondie: It's not a joke, it's a rope, Tuco. Now I want you to get up there and put your head in that noose.

Blondie: Two hundred thousand dollars is a lot of money. We're gonna have to earn it.

Tuco: I'm very happy you are working with me! And we're together again.

[pause]

Tuco: I get dressed, I kill him and be right back.

Blondie: Listen, I forgot to mention... He's not alone. There's five of 'em.

Tuco: Five?

Blondie: Yeah, five of 'em.

Tuco: So, that's why you came to Tuco.

[pause]

Tuco: It doesn't matter, I'll kill them all.

Blondie: You may run the risks, my friend, but I do the cutting. We cut down my percentage - uh, cigar? - liable to interfere with my aim.

Tuco: But if you miss you had better miss very well. Whoever double-crosses me and leaves me alive, he understands nothing about Tuco. Nothing!

[Chuckles, bites cigar]

Blondie: [With Tuco's gun pointed at him, Blondie has no choice but to let his new partner hang] Sorry, Shorty.

Tuco: I'll kill you!

Blondie: [gasps out in a whisper] If you do that, you'll always be poor... just like the greasy rat that you are.

Blondie: [appearing beside Tuco] Were you gonna die alone?

Blondie: If your friends stay out in the damp, they're liable to catch a cold aren't they... or a bullet.

Blondie: I mean our partnership is untied.

Tuco: [looks down at the noose still hanging from his neck]

Blondie: Oh no, not you, you remain tied. I'll keep the money and you can have the rope.

Blondie: If you shoot me, you won't see a cent of that money.

Angel Eyes: [frowning] Why?

Blondie: I'll tell you why.

[Blondie kicks the coffin lid open]

Blondie: Cause there's nothin' in here!

Bounty Hunter: [three bounty hunters have cornered Tuco] No! No pistol, amigo! It won't do you any good. There are three of us!

Mexican Bounty Hunter: [holding a wanted poster] Hey, amigo! You know you got a face beautiful enough to be worth $2000?

Blondie: [from behind them] Yeah, but you don't look like the one who'll collect it.

[Lights a cigar]

Blondie: A couple steps back.

[the bounty hunters draw their guns but Blondie guns down all three]

Blondie: Put your drawers on, and take your gun off.

Blondie: [watching the soldiers fighting on the bridge] I have a feeling it's really gonna be a good, long battle.

Tuco: Blondie, the money's on the other side of the river.

Blondie: Oh? Where?

Tuco: Amigo, I said on the other side, and that's enough. But while the Confederates are there we can't get across.

Blondie: What would happen if somebody were to blow up that bridge?

Tuco: Yeah. Then these idiots would go somewhere else to fight.

Blondie: [lighting his match] Maybe.

Tuco: [trying to read a grave that is marked "Unknown"] Unk-... unk-... there's no name on it.

Blondie: [showing him the stone the name was supposed to be written on stone] There's no name here, either. See, that's what Bill Carson told me... it was the grave marked "Unknown" right beside Arch Stanton.

Blondie: The way I figure, there's really not too much future with a sawed-off runt like you.