Flip Quotes in Conspiracy Theory (1997)

Dr. Jonas: There he goes! Open the goddamn gate! Open the gate!

Redheaded Nurse: No! And you watch your language!

Flip: FBI, lady, open the damn door!

Nemo: You're Flip. A frightful fellow.

Flip: That's right! I'm frightfully funny, frightfully friendly and I can make all your dreams come true.

Nemo: What are you wanted for?

Flip: Having fun.

Nemo: Having fun?

Flip: Yeah, they don't like it when you have fun here. Heh.

Flip: Care to come along Princess'y? I'll even let you carry my cigars.

Flip: Yeah! Crabcakes and Football. That's what Maryland does!

[the men are hunting quails in the forest; Secretary Cleary blows his quail whistle]

Sack Lodge: There's something not right about these guys.

Flip: What do you mean?

Sack Lodge: I mean, it's time to send them home.

Flip: Sack, don't do anything crazy.

Sack Lodge: Just relax. I'm just gonna scare them a little bit.

Flip: All right.

[Sack cocks his rifle and aims it at Jeremy]

Sack Lodge: [Yells] TO THE RIGHT!

[Everyone aims and shoots; John and Jeremy screams; John falls to the ground, pulls the trigger, and then shoots Jeremy]

Jeremy Grey: [Screaming] Aaaahhh! They got me!

Sack Lodge: [laughs] Oh, shit!

Jeremy Grey: THEY GOT ME!

John Beckwith: Oh, shit.

Flip: Yeah, I heard tell once dudes that a guy has about 4,000 times in him before he's all used up.

Milo: It's fucking bullshit.

Danny: More like forty thousand.

Otis: In your dreams, stick man.

Danny: Add it up, two times a day, seven days a week for what... I don't know 40 years?

Taylor: Two times a day?

Otis: Who the fuck gets to do it two times a fucking day?

Danny: Me and Jess used to.

Otis: Two times a day, seven days a week, 52 weeks a year...

Danny: Me and Jess used to do it five times a day.

Taylor: For forty years? What about hangovers? What about christmas day? How the fuck are you going to do it five times on a Christmas Day while the family is sitting around carving up the turkey?

Danny: Make up for it at night with the wife.

Taylor: Wife? What wife? You haven't had a wife in over six months.

Danny: I haven't got a problem getting women. I've got this thing I do that make them go gaga.

Otis: How exactly do you mean gaga?

Danny: Gaga. Insane, beserk, talking in tongues, you know... gaga.

Milo: What like some sort of secret weapon?

Flip: Some kind of weird sideways movement?

Danny: I can't really say flip, but its pretty special. Though it could be worth a lot of money.

Taylor: Let's just get this straight. You're 20-something years old, you have no job, no money, very few prospescts. You haven't been seen in the vicinity of anything which even faintly resembles a member of the opposite sex in over 6 months. And yet you sit here and tell us that you have some kind of special thing that makes the other side go gaga. Well if it makes them go so fucking gaga what the fuck are you doing here with us losers?

Flip: He's got a point there Danster.

Danny: Well I didn't say it fixed all the emotional stuff did I?

Danny: Do you ever wonder if its all a big con Flip?

Flip: Eh?

Danny: This. Everything. What if none of it really exists? What if its like some big experiment and we're like ants trapped in a giant petri dish? What if there is a greater intelligence out there and its creating everything purely as a way of stop us going insane on them? What if nothing really exists until we sense it? My room doesn't exist til i walk into it. Front yard doesnt exist till i experience. You don't exist.

Flip: I don't exist?

Danny: Well, you could be just a projection of my inner psyche materialised for my brain in order to keep me company.

Flip: What about the cashmere sweater babes over the road, with their swishy little skirts and all? Would they be from your inner psyche or mine?

Danny: Probably yours I reckon Flip.

Milo: Bullshit!

Otis: It's not bullshit.

Milo: It's fucking bullshit.

Otis: White's bleeding over Orange, cradles him in his arms, and says, "I love you, man."

Milo: That's fucking bullshit, and even if it wasn't fucking bullshit, they'd be saying it like blokes say it to each other.

Otis: Then Orange says back, "I love you, too, man."

Milo: Yeah, they're saying, "I love you, man," not "I LOVE you, man."

Otis: Why would he say that? I mean, why would he say, "I love you, too, man" if he wasn't a chocolate-dipper.

Milo: He's bleeding to death, for Christ's sake. You say shit like that when you're bleeding to death.

Otis: He's been holding it in the whole time. He thinks he's gonna die. He has to let it out, otherwise his secret will be carried with him to the grave.

Milo: Bull-fuckin-shit! Look, I love Danny here, but that doesn't mean I'm a fucking chocolate-dipper. I'm no fucking chocolate-dipper, mate.

Flip: What about that bit where they're point all those guns at each other?

Milo: What about it?

Flip: Well, maybe it's not really their guns they're pointing.

Milo: There's no way, pal. No way. No fucking way!

Flip: Dude, I've seen it, like, eighteen times.

Milo: That's fucking bullshit! There are no fucking chocolate-dippers in that movie! It's my favourite fucking movie, man, and you're all fucking ruining it for me!

Flip: Oh my God, a gay black republican. Now I've seen everything!

Flip: ...And here comes my mama, marching across the field with a big leather belt in her hands. This belt was so wide couldn't nobody even wear it; this belt was made for whoopin' ass.

Flip: I've always heard that Dallas has the finest honeys on the planet.

Flip: You tell me what men who like women wouldn't want a little something on the side?

Jeremiah: I think as we prepare to go on this journey; it might be appropriate to have a prayer.

[praying]

Jeremiah: Dear Lord, we ask you to...

Flip: [running onto the bus] Damn, I'm glad ya'll ain't left. I didn't think I was ever goin' to...

George: [angrily] Hey; CP Time, we tryin' to have a prayer here!

Randall: [after Kyle changes seat] I DO MIND THAT YOU'RE NOT MAN ENOUGH TO ADMIT YOU DON'T LOVE ME!

Junior, aka 'Smooth': [bus Passengers react] Great, we goin' to the million man march with a bunch of homos.

Jeremiah: The bible says homosexuality is an abomination, but still I ask myself what would I do if my son was gay or worse, what would I do if I was the one born that way.

Flip: Tell me I didn't just here what I think I did

Xavier: What?

Flip: He just said "You're not man enough to admit you don't love me to him"

Xavier: So?

Flip: There's faggots on the bus!

Xavier: So what, do gays not have a role in the black community?

Flip: I'm not talking about the black community, I'm talking about the pair of faggots we have on the bus!

Flip: So is he cool?

Van: You mean will he turn your ass in?

Flip: Well, yeah.

Van: Shit, I'd say so. I would.

Rocky Lane: My name's Denver - The Denver Kid. And driftin's my business.

Flip: You was driftin' mighty fast across that state line - faster than the border patrol. Kinda hot, ain't ya, mister?

Rocky Lane: A little warm. I heard that Cemetery Ridge was a good place to cool off.

Flip: Oh, it's a great climate - but it'll cost ya.

Flip: I was just tellin' the truth.

Rocky Lane: Did you have to begin on me?

Flip: If you ever got anything else to say about The Fox, Denver, do me a favor and wait until I'm not around. Boy, this isn't much of a life, but it's all I got!