Chas Quotes in The Car (1977)

Chas: I shouldn't have left her.

Wade Parent: Nothing would have changed. He would have taken you out too. I talked to her... she called me when she got back here. She could hear the engine coming down the street.

[choking back the tears]

Wade Parent: She was so frightened. I don't know... I don't know.

Luke: I know why he didn't go into the cemetery.

[Wade turns to look at Luke]

Luke: I know why. There's no other reason... the ground... was hallowed.

[Wade gives Luke a skeptical glare]

Luke: That's what I say... but you think about it. Everything that's happened... what it did to the guys, and how.

[Wade turns and walks out of the house]

Luke: Everybody else was killed on the street! Lauren was killed in the middle of her own living room! She was special... why? Because she cursed him, that's why!

Wade Parent: I don't believe it, I don't accept it.

Luke: Wade, that car flew into that house four feet off the ground. And how did he know where she lived?

Wade Parent: Keep the road blocks up, get all the other guys. Get 'em down at the station right away.

Chas: [to Lauren, as they drive past his mobile home] Just checkin' the tipi.

Priest: If there be anyone who objects to this union, let him speak now or forever hold his peace.

[Chuckie bursts in]

Chuckie Finster: No-o-o-o-o-o-o!

Chas: (in awe) His first word!

Chas: Don't you feel that it's a little odd that there's a Japanese themed amusement park located right in the middle of France?

Stuart 'Stu' Pickles: It's like what the French say: "Just go with La Flow."

[in a hospital ward]

Chas: Why did you try to kill yourself?

Ethel: Don't press him right now.

Richie: I wrote a suicide note.

Chas: You did?

Richie: Yeah. Right after I regained consciousness.

Chas: Can we read it?

Richie: No.

Chas: Can you paraphrase it for us?

Richie: I don't think so.

Chas: Is it dark?

Richie: Of course it's dark, it's a suicide note.

Eli: Did I hit the dog?

Chas: Yeah.

Eli: Is he dead?

Chas: Yeah.

Eli: I need help.

Chas: I've had a rough year, dad.

Royal: I know you have, Chassie.

[after the fire drill]

Chas: Four minutes, forty-eight seconds. We're all dead. Burned to a crisp.

Royal: [laying some flowers on the grave of his mother - Helen O'Reilly Tenenbaum, 1899-1954] She was a tough old broad, wasn't she?

Chas: I wouldn't know. Excuse me.

[he starts to head off with his sons Ari and Uzi to visit their mother's grave]

Royal: Oh, that's right, we've got another body buried here, haven't we?

Ethel: What are you talking about?

Chas: The apartment. I have to get some new sprinklers and a back-up security system installed.

Ethel: But there are no sprinklers here either.

Chas: We might have to do something about that too.

Uzi Tenenbaum: Who's your father?

Chas: His name is Royal Tenenbaum.

Ari: You told us he was already dead.

Chas: Yeah, well, now he's really dying.

[after seeing Royal asleep on a hospital bed with a heart monitor and IV at his bedside]

Chas: Get out.

Chas: Please don't get in the middle of this, Mr. Sherman. This is a family matter.

Margot: Don't talk to him like that.

Henry Sherman: Call me Henry.

Chas: I prefer Mr. Sherman.

Ethel: Call him Henry.

Chas: Why? I don't know him that well.

Ethel: You've known him for 10 years.

Chas: As your accountant, Mr. Sherman, yes.

Royal: First thing I want to do is take you out to see your grandmother, at some point.

Richie: I haven't been out there since I was 6.

Margot: I haven't been out there at all, I was never invited.

Royal: Well, she wasn't your real grandmother, and I never knew how much interest you had, uh, sweetie. Anyway, you're invited now.

Richie: You know, Rachael's buried out there too.

Royal: Who?

Chas: My wife.

Royal: Oh, that's right, isn't it. Well, we'll have to swing by her grave too.

[Chas slams his book shut and angrily walks out]

[Chas has told Royal to get out of the house. As Royal gets up to leave he suddenly seems to suffer some kind of 'attack' and falls to the floor]

Chas: Are you OK?

Royal: [with a wooden spoon between his teeth] 'Fuck do you care?

Royal: I got a pretty bad case of cancer.

Chas: [yawns] How long you gonna last?

Royal: Not long.

Chas: A month? A year?

Royal: About six weeks. Let me get to the point, the three of you and your mother are all I've got and I love you more than anything.

[Chas scoffs and mock laughs]

Royal: Chas, let me finish here. I've got six weeks to set things right with you and I aim to do it. Will you give me a chance?

Chas: No.

Royal: Do you speak for everyone?

Chas: I speak for myself.

Richie: I think he's very lonely. Lonelier than he lets on. Maybe lonelier than he even realizes.

Ethel: Have you spoken to him about this?

Richie: Briefly. And he agreed that...

Chas: I'm sorry, maybe I'm a little confused here. What are you suggesting?

Richie: That he come here and stay in my room.

Chas: Are you out of your mind?

Richie: No. I'm not. Anyway I think he'd be much more comfortable here than at...

Chas: Who gives a shit?

Richie: I do.

Chas: You poor sucker. You poor, washed up papa's boy.

Chas: Looks like you and Dad are back together again, huh.

Richie: He's your dad too, Chas.

Chas: No, he's not.

Richie: Yes, he is.

Chas: You really hate me, don't you?

Richie: No. I don't. I love you.

Chas: Well, I don't know what you think you're gonna get out of this, but believe me, whatever it is, it's not worth it.

Richie: Chas. I don't want to hurt you. I know what you and the boys have been through. You're my brother and I love you.

Chas: Stop saying that!

[to Royal]

Chas: Please don't come in this room.

Royal: [to Chas] Well... you sued me... twice. Got me disbarred. I don't hold it against you, do I?

[cut to Chas and Royal in court, sitting with their lawyers in front of the Judge]

Judge: And how is it possible for Mr. Tenenbaum to withdraw these funds without your written authorization?

Royal: Objection, Your Honor. Damn it, I...

Royal's Lawyer: Why don't you leave the objections to me, Royal?

Chas: Because I started the corporation when I was a minor. So, my father was the primary signatory on most of my accounts.

[Chas' lawyer whispers in his ear]

Chas: He also stole bonds out of my safety deposit box when I was fourteen.

[Royal looks at Chas, then back at the judge. He chuckles uncomfortably]

Royal: [back in present day, to Chas] You think you could start forgiving me?

Chas: Why should I?

Royal: Because you're hurting me.

[Chas Tenenbaum and his sons enter his mother's house with several bags]

Etheline Tenenbaum: Chas? What's going on?

Chas: We got locked out of our apartment.

Etheline Tenenbaum: Well, did you call a locksmith?

Chas: Uh huh.

Etheline Tenenbaum: Well, I don't understand. Did you pack your bags before you got locked out?

Chas: [limping off the diving board] I have got a really bad cramp. I've been having really bad cramps all week.

Jason Melon: It's probably menstrual.

Chas: Screw you, Melon!

Chas: I need a bohemian atmosphere!

[Chas flicks his cigarette ash onto a rug]

Turner: That rug's over two hundred years old.

Chas: Yeah, it looks it.

Chas: [to Mick Jagger] You're a comical little geezer. You'll look funny when you're fifty.

Chas: America's a blinding place for nightlife.

Pherber: I don't recognize your voice.

Chas: Well, I've been away, haven't I?

Pherber: And I don't recognize your face.

Chas: You should see my motor.

Pherber: [looks at Chas quizzically]

Chas: My motor. Had an argument with a cement wall on the way over. Goodbye the Ferrari.

Chas: I am a bullet.