Julian Quotes in A Most Violent Year (2014)

Julian: I feel... Vulnerable.

Abel Morales: Good... Because you are vulnerable. We all are.

Julian: What is that supposed to mean?

Abel Morales: I know what you wanted, I know. But you have to forget that now.

Julian: You gave me a good chance, you gave me a good chance, correct?

Abel Morales: Yes

Julian: You gave me a better chance than i deserved, right?

Abel Morales: No. You looking backwards. Look forward. its the only thing you can control. Julian?

Julian: Please, take care of my family.

Alex: Just do it.

Julian: Alright Alex, now this is gonna...

Alex: Sting a little? I know.

Julian: No, actually it's gonna hurt like a motherfucker.

Julian: [to Diego] Take it easy; my tiger brother from another tiger mother.

[from trailer]

Julian: We look so cool, like a ninja.

[he trips and falls]

Granny: And no sucking was a strategy.

Mort the Mouse Lemur: King Julian! What are they?

[shouts]

Mort the Mouse Lemur: What are they?

Julian: They are... aliens! Savage aliens! From the savage future!

Maurice: They've come to kill us! And take our women! And our precious metals!

Mort the Mouse Lemur: [begins weeping]

Julian: Get up Mort! Do not be near the King's feet, okay!

Julian: Shh! We're hiding. Be quiet everyone. That includes me. Shh! Who's making that noise? Oh, it's me again...

Mort the Mouse Lemur: They are savages! Tonight we die.

Julian: The feet! I told you about - I told you to - I told you - didn't I tell him about the feet?

Maurice: He did tell you about the feet.

Mort the Mouse Lemur: [cutely] E-he.

Random Lemur: I like them!

Mort the Mouse Lemur: I like them, I like them! I liked them first! Before I even met them I liked them! As soon as I met them I liked them right away! You hate them compared to how much I like them!

Julian: Oh shut up, you're so annoying!

Julian: Welcome to Madagascar.

Marty the Zebra: Mada-who-ah?

Julian: No. Not who-ah. As-car.

Julian: [to Mort] Oh, shut up, you're so annoying!

Julian: If he is a King then where is his crown? I've got a crown, got a very nice one and its here on my head. Look at it. Have I got it on?

Alex the Lion: Whoa! Hold up there a second, fuzzbucket. You mean like, uh, the "live in a mud hut, wipe yourself with a leaf" type wild?

Julian: Who wipes?

Gloria the Hippo: Oy vey.

Julian: Oy vey!

Maurice: Oy vey, everybody!

[Lemurs Shout "Oy vey"]

Julian: All we have to do is wait until they are in a deep sleep...

[10-second pause]

Julian: [shouts] How long is this going to take?

Julian: [Hiding in the bushes with the other lemurs] Shhhh, we're hiding. Everyone needs to be quiet, including me... SHHHHHH! Who's making that noise? Oh, it's me again...

Julian: Come on, time to robot!

[robot voice]

Julian: I am very clever king... tok tok tok tok... I am super genius... I am robot king of the monkey thing... compute... compute.

Julian: After much deep and profound brain things inside my head, I have decided to thank you for bringing peace to our home. And to make you feel good, I'm going to give you this lovely parting gift.

[presents Alex with his crown]

Alex the Lion: No, I couldn't. Really, I can't take your crown.

Julian: Oh, that's OK. I've got a bigger crown. It's got a gecko on it. Look at him shake! Go, Stevie, go!

Julian: How can you have the heebie-jeebies for Mr. Alex? Look at him. He's so cute. And plushy.

Julian: [begins waving to the zoo animals on the boat] Maurice, my arm is tired, wave it for me

[Maurice begins waving Julian's arm]

Julian: Faster, you naughty little monkey!

Marty the Zebra: [about King Julian] He's got style.

Alex the Lion: What is he, like, king of the guinea pigs?

Melman the Giraffe: I think it's a squirrel.

Julian: Welcome, giant pansies. Please feel free to bask in my glow.

Alex the Lion: Definitely a squirrel.

Melman the Giraffe: Yep, a squirrel.

Julian: We thank you with enormous gratitude for chasing away the foosa.

Gloria the Hippo: The who-sa?

Julian: The foosa. They are always annoying us by trespassing, interrupting our parties, and ripping our limbs off.

Julian: Where are you giants from?

Alex the Lion: We're from New York.

Julian: All hail the New York Giants!

Maurice: What if Mr. Alex is even worse then the Foosa? I'm tellin' you, that dude just gives me the heebiedabajeebies!

Julian: Maurice, you did not raise your hand. Therefore, your heinous comment will be stricken from the record. Does anyone else have the heebiedibigibies? No? Good. So shut up.

Julian: [Mort grabs Julian's foot] What did I tell you about the feet! Maurice didn't I tell him about the feet!

Maurice: He did tell you about the feet.

Mort the Mouse Lemur: [cutely] He he!

Julian: Wait! I have a plan.

Maurice: Really?

Julian: I have devised a cunning test to see whether these are savage killers.

[Julian kicks Mort out in the open]

Marty the Zebra: Hi there!

Alex the Lion: No, I will handle this. Alex handles it. Marty says nothing.

[approaches the frightened Mort]

Alex the Lion: Hi there!

[Mort starts to cry]

Alex the Lion: Oh, geez!

Melman the Giraffe: Oh, Alex. What did you do?

Alex the Lion: No, it's okay, it's okay. I'm just a silly, just a silly lion.

[Mort cries louder]

Alex the Lion: Oh, jeez!

Julian: They're just a bunch of pansies.

Maurice: I don't know. There's still something about that one with the crazy hairdo that I find suspicious.

Julian: Nonsense, Maurice. Come on, everybody! Let's go and meet the pansies!

Julian: [singing] I like to move it, move it / She like to move it, move it / He like to move it, move it / You like to... *Move it!*

Julian: What is a simple bite on the butt among friends?

[shakes his tail at Maurice]

Julian: Come on, give me a nibble.

Julian: Can you not see you have insulted the freak?

Alex the Lion: Well, I say we just ask these bozos where the people are.

Julian: [from the ground underneath Alex] Excuse me. We bozos have the people of course!

Melman the Giraffe: Hey, the bozos have the people.

Alex the Lion: Oh, well, great. Good. Phew!

Julian: They're up there.

[points up at skeletons dangling from tree, wearing a parachute harness]

Julian: Don't you love the people? Not a very lively bunch, though.

Alex the Lion: Oh... wow... so, do you have any *live* people?

Julian: Uhh... no, only dead ones.

Maurice: I mean, if we had a bunch of live people running around, it wouldn't be called the wild, would it?

Julian: Rise and shining Mr. Alex!

Julian: How can you have the heebie jeebies for Mr. Alex? He's so cute, and plushy!

Julian: When the New York giants wake up, we must make sure they wake up in paradise.

[laugh]

Julian: Now, who'd like a cookie?

Julian: Bull's eye! Exellent shot, Maurice!

[at McDonald's]

Sonny: Okay, what do you want?

Julian: Cheerios.

Sonny: Cheerios? They don't got Cheerios. What else?

Julian: Lasagna.

Sonny: Lasagna? What the hell is the matter with you? Um, we'll take hot cakes and sausage...

Employee: Sorry, sir, we stopped serving breakfast.

Sonny: What are you talking about? We're FOUR seconds late.

Employee: No, you're 30 minutes and four seconds late. We stopped serving breakfast at 10:30.

Sonny: Aw, HORSESHIT!

[Julian and the Delivery Guy are learning how to read]

Julian: Electricity! Constitution! Philadelphia!

Nazo: Fish! Pony! Hip, Hip Hop, Hip Hop anonymous? Damn you! You gave him the easy ones.

Julian: ...but I wipe my own ass, I wipe my own ass!

Julian: But after my nap I always watch the Kangaroo Song.

Sonny: It's overtime right now and there's a penalty shot about to take place. This happens about once every ten years so...

Julian: Kangaroo song, kangaroo song, kangaroo song, KANGAROO SONG!

Sonny: ALLLRRIIIGGGHTT! God you were normal yesterday!

Julian: I wipe my own ass.

Nazo: Me too.

Sonny: [Julian is bouncing up and down in front of the TV on a rubber ball] Hey.

Julian: Hey!

Sonny: You like hockey?

Julian: You like hockey?

Sonny: This is a big, important game.

Julian: This is a big, important game!

Sonny: Cut the crap.

Julian: Cut the crap!

Sonny: I'm being serious, don't do that.

Julian: I;m being serious, don't do that!

Sonny: [quickly] How much wood would a wood chuck chuck, if a wood chuck could chuck wood?

Julian: [stops bouncing]

Sonny: That's what I thought. Shut up.

[Julian resumes bouncing in front of the TV]

[Julian is taking a leak]

Julian: How come you're not going?

Sonny: Because I don't have to go. Only you and my grandfather go every thirty seconds.

Julian: [pointing to Vanessa's older lover] Sonny, is that the man with the old balls?

Sonny: What do you eat?

Julian: Food.

Sonny: Oh yea? Well I eat food too.

Mr. Herlihy: Goddamn Jets!

Waitress: Hey, cutie! What are you doing here?

Julian: Watching football.

Waitress: Oh yea, who do you want to win?

Julian: The Goddamn Jets.

Julian: [after finding out he has to be taken from Sonny by the social services] You don't want me here anymore?

Sonny: [close to tears] No, that's not it, pal. You just have to go away for awhile.

Julian: How long am I going away for?

Sonny: [trying not to cry] I don't want to lie to you. I don't think we'll be seeing each other anymore. I screwed up, I'm so sorry. Come here, put your coat on. This is not your fault, okay? I'm the idiot

Julian: I don't wanna go!

Sonny: I know you don't, but you have to. You'll be okay, alright?

Julian: [clings to Sonny] Please don't make me go. I won't play the Kangaroo Song anymore.

Sonny: I know buddy, that's not it.

Julian: [as the social worker is dragging him out of the apartment] Please, I promise! I'm sorry, I don't even like that song anymore! And I wipe my own ass! I wipe my own ass!

Sonny: I know!

Sonny: Get cleaned up and we'll go to Barney's.

Julian: Barney?

Sonny: Not that Barney, a different Barney. A much more expensive Barney.

Nazo: What are your cards?

Julian: I got a 6, a 5, a Jack, a 4 and a 8. I win!

Sonny: What do you mean "you win"? I had a hand just like that before, I didn't win?

Julian: Because I win.

Nazo: This is bullshit!

Sonny: Alright, take it easy man.

Nazo: Every time different cards, he still wins?

[Sonny is dressed up as Scuba Sam]

Sonny: Hi, Julian! How ya doin'? I'm Scuba Sam, Scuba Steve's father. You see, my boy needs to take a bath, the only problem is he's afraid to bathe alone. So, I was wondering if you'd keep him company in the tub.Terrific, and after your bath, you need to try and study hard because if you want to be in the Scuba Squad, you have to be smart.

Julian: I can be in the Scuba Squad?

Sonny: Well sure! All you have to do is work hard and don't tell a soul about the Scuba Squad because then everybody's gonna wanna join! Oh, and one more thing! Be nice to the Delivery Guy, will ya? It's not his fault he can't read.

[Ordering food]

Sonny: Julian, what do you want?

Julian: Thirty packets of ketchup.

[discussing Julian's doll Scuba Steve]

Nazo: I had doll like that once. But my cat, he bite his head off!

Julian: What kind of cat would do that?

Nazo: You calling me a liar?

Julian: [after jumping around frantically to the Kangaroo song, Julian suddenly stops]

Sonny: Aww, what's wrong, are you all hopped out?

Julian: [Julian suddenly throws up all the junk food he has been eating all over the floor]

[Sonny has left his apartment leaving Nazo in charge of Julian]

Julian: [jumping on the couch signing along to the kangaroo song] Would you like to come and play? We'll hop, hop, hop, hop...

Julian: [hits Nazo on the head with a paperback book] ... WHAT DO YOU SAY?

[the doorbell rings]

Nazo: Get the door!

[Julian leaves to answer the door]

[UK and USA release]

Julian: [to his manicurist] Careful, you ham-fisted cow!

[uncut international releases, USA video and dvd releases]

Julian: [to his manicurist] Careful, you ham-fisted cunt!

Jeff Chang: That's my laptop.

Julian: Get a desktop, bitch!

Julian: [having just been shot] You know what, you're crazy!

Skiptracer: Yep. Diagnosed and everything.

Julian: Yeah, and I'm about to call George Krush and light this blunt!

[from trailer]

Bubbles: We're going to have to play ourselves boys. I'm going have to be to be Bubbles in the movie.

Julian: These people are terrible.

Ricky: What if I want to be Bubbles?

Julian: You're going to play yourself. Think, okay. You're going to be Ricky.

Bubbles: Now you're being a dick right now. You do just that.

[Watching Randy cross-dressing]

Julian: He's a pretty good dancer though.

Bubbles: That's an odd thing to say, Julian...

Sophie: He's the guy.

Julian: THE guy? I feel so violated right now! Were you sexing her during our shoot?

Frank Alexander: [hears knocking on the door] Who on Earth could that be?

Julian: I'll see who it is.

[goes to the front door]

Julian: Yes, what is it?

Alex: [barely audible] Help... please... help... help.

Julian: [opens the door and Alex collapses at the doorway. He carries Alex into the house] Frank, I think this young man needs some help.

Frank Alexander: [surprised by Alex's poor condition] My God! What happened to you, my boy?

Alex: [voice-over] And would you believe it, o my brothers and only friends. There was your faithful narrator being held helpless, like a babe in arms, and suddenly realizing where he was and why home on the gate had looked so familiar, but I knew I was safe. For in those care-free days, I and my so-called droogies wore our maskies, which were like real horror-show disguises.

Alex: [nervous] Police... ghastly horrible police... they beat me up, sir.

[sees Frank has a foul look on his face, apparently not believing him]

Alex: The police beat me up, sir.

Frank Alexander: [excited] I know you!

[pauses]

Frank Alexander: Isn't it your picture in the newspapers? Didn't I see you on the video this morning? Are you not the poor victim of this horrible new technique?

Alex: [relieved] Yes, sir! That's exactly who I am and what I am, sir. A victim, sir!

Frank Alexander: Then, by God, you've been sent here by providence! Tortured in prison, then thrown out to be tortured by the police. My heart goes out to you, poor, poor boy. Oh, you are not the first to come here in distress. The police are fond of bringing their victims to the outskirts of this village. But it is providential that you, who are also another kind of victim should come here.

Frank Alexander: [finally remembering Alex's state] Oh, but you're cold and shivering. Julian, draw a bath for this young man.

Julian: Certainly, Frank.

Alex: [as he is being carried off by Julian] Thank you very much, sir. God bless you, sir.

Julian: I was wondering if I could stay at home tonight. I'd just really like to wake up and know where the hell I am for once, it'll be a nice change of pace for me.

Benjamin Wells: I can't do that.

Julian: Well I wouldn't ask, it's just my options are really kinda limited right now.

Benjamin Wells: Julian, we've been through this a hundred times.

Julian: Yeah, a hundred and one, actually.

Benjamin Wells: You conned your way through rehab, you lied, you stole. And look what you've done to our family.

Julian: I know, but I just want you to give me a break, I need you to be my father for one goddamn day just... just help me. I mean, can't you tell when I'm telling the truth?

Benjamin Wells: No. Trust was the first thing you ruined.

Julian: [starting to cry] Yeah.

[pause]

Julian: Okay, well I'm gonna go. There's this guy I owe a large sum of money to, yeah big surprise but, I'm gonna try and talk to him, I'm gonna try and do something right for once. I mean it. So I just want you to wish me luck, whether you believe me or not.

Benjamin Wells: [voice breaking] Julian? Can you stay clean, for one week? For one damn week? I'll do everything I can to help you. But I need you to help me too.

Julian: [with a blank stare] I could try.

Julian: You *must* party with Julian and Blair! You must party *with* Julian and Blair! You must party with Julian *and* Blair!

Julian: I mean, come on. Can't you tell when I'm telling the truth?

Benjamin Wells: No. Trust was the first thing you ruined.

Clay: Just leave with me! There's no reason for you to stay. Not here, not in LA.

Julian: Jesus! Do I look like I'm ready for homework?

Rip: Got a minute, sweetheart?

Julian: Surely.

Rip: We gots to talk business, friend.

Julian: Oh, no, all you need to do is relax. I'm gonna pay you back; all you have to do is *trust* me.

Rip: I don't wanna trust you, Julian, I just want my 50 K, all right?

Julian: Patience is next to Godliness, Rip, didn't I ever tell you that? Actually, it's the flip side of cleanliness, but it's still *pretty* fucking important if you ask me.

Rip: Then what the hell are we talking about, Julian?

Julian: We're talking about you giving me a G on spec.

Rip: No. No. No way.

Julian: Listen, listen...

Rip: You're crazy. Forget about it.

Julian: Come on. There's these girls... falling all over me... for some blow. Come on.

Rip: [pauses, hands him the coke] This is the last time.

Julian: As soon as the club deal goes through, I'm recashing you every penny.

Rip: I hope so.

Julian: Well, don't hope... trust!

Julian: I'm real tired. I'm gonna go to bed for awhile.

Benjamin Wells: [Pushes Julian] Not here!

Julian: How about here?

Benjamin Wells: We talked about this.

Julian: When? I forgot. Refresh my memory.

Benjamin Wells: You can't stay here. Live your life anyway you want, but not here.

Julian: Just give me a second. You're the father, and I'm the son. I'm your *son*. I'm sleepy.

Seth Wells: Dad?

Benjamin Wells: Get out. I'll call the police.

Julian: [long pause] Fuck you.

Benjamin Wells: [Grabbing Julian, and yelling at once]

Seth Wells: Get out of the house!

Benjamin Wells: Seth, no! Leave him alone.

Julian: It's always a pleasure.

[Julian leaves]

Julian: Still pissed?

Clay: [pauses] No.

Julian: Liar!

Rip: Do you have something for me?

Julian: I had it all worked out. Christ. At least I thought I did.

[long pause]

Julian: I fucked up. I don't have any money. I don't know... I don't know where I'm going to get it.

Rip: [long pause] Julian, this cannot go on forever. You owe me a lot of cash, and I'm carrying you like I'm stupid.

Julian: I know, I know. Just... just please don't cut me off, okay?

Sandy McLain: [Referring to Dancer] I knew a guy like him once.

Julian: No, you didn't. There's never been a guy like Dancer. He's a wonderful, pure pathological study. He's a psychopath with no inhibitions.

Julian: Dancer is an addict, an addict with a real big habit.

Sandy McLain: 'H' like in heroin, uh?

Julian: 'H' like in hate.

Julian: When you live outside the law, you have to eliminate dishonesty.

Sandy McLain: How does it feel to make five G's in one day?

Julian: Dancer derives no particular feeling from it.

Sandy McLain: [Sarcastically] Oh, not too much!

Dancer: [With apparent disdain] I've been watching you. McLean. You've been comin' on big, I don't like that.

Sandy McLain: [Defensively] Look, I just...

Julian: Please, we prefer as little conversation as possible from outsiders. Dancer works better that way. You didn't know before - now you do.

Julian: [Contemplating not murdering Bradshaw and her daughter] Are you that wise? I hope so for the sake of you both.

Dorothy Bradshaw: Yes, I'll do whatever you say.

Julian: I'm personally very pleased with your decision because in my profession there's one thing i dislike and that's hearing someone's last words.

[Knowingly to Dancer]

Julian: You know, famous last words.

Julian: [Closing steamroom door after being invited in by Warren] Steam!

Julian: Don't stay in there too long. It opens the pores.

Dancer: [Chuckling] Heh-heh. That's a yock!

Julian: [Disdainfully] A yock?

Dancer: O.K, O.K., That's amusing.

Julian: Better... nuch better. Yock's a crude word.

Julian: [Surveilling a man at a meet] How do we know thats him?

Sandy McLain: He's wearing horned rim glasses ain't he? He's wearing a trench coat ain't he, with the collar turned down? No, it's got to be him, because who wears a trench coat with a collar turned down?

Dorothy Bradshaw: [while being held captive, in distress] What kind of men are you?

Julian: See, you cry. That's why women have no place in society. Women are weak. Crying's aggressive and so's the law. Ordinary people of your class, you don't understand the criminal's need for violence.

Sandy McLain: [after Julian pours out Sandy's booze] Look, I drive better with it, you know. I think better, too. It's like medicine for my mind.

Julian: Your prescription has just been cancelled.

Julian: While armchair travelers dream of going places, traveling armchairs dream of staying put.

Julian: Call it something catchy, Reluctant Tourist, and you are the fella to write it.

Macon: But, I hate to travel.

Julian: I thought so. So, do businessmen. I mean these folks would rather be at home in their living rooms. So, *you* will be helping them to pretend - that that's where they are.

Julian: He got lost on Howard Street?

Charles Leary: It's a problem with this family - directions.

Julian: What do you do for a living, Charles?

Charles Leary: I make bottle caps.

Julian: Bottle caps? Is that a fact?

Charles Leary: Well, it's not half as exciting as it sounds, really.

Julian: Isn't it amazing, how two separate lives can link up together. I mean two differentnesses.

Julian: [to Alma] Don't take my daughter's hand unless you mean it.

Julian: Hey, I'm going to tell you something that you should never tell your best friend.

Elliot Moore: Why is everybody saying that?

Julian: [referring to Alma] I saw her on your wedding day.

Elliot Moore: Again with the wedding. What?

Julian: I walked into her waiting room by mistake, and she was crying. She looked up and I saw her face. She wasn't ready to jump in, Elliot. That's not who she is. She's never going to jump in when you need her, man.

Julian: Don't look outside. Stop it! Stop it! Just look at me. Just keep looking at me. Close the vents. I'm going to give you a math riddle, okay? And you're going to tell me the answer.

Panicked Woman in Car: What?

Julian: How much... how much would you have if I said I would pay you a penny on the first day, and then two pennies on the second, and then four pennies on the third, and then it just kept doubling and it did this for a month. How much money would you have at the end of the month?

Panicked Woman in Car: Ten dollars?

Julian: Higher. Just keep looking at me. Just keep looking at me.

Panicked Woman in Car: Twenty dollars?

Julian: No. Keep going. Keep going.

Panicked Woman in Car: Thirty. It's thirty dollars.

Julian: I'll tell you the answer. It's over ten million dollars. You'd have over ten million dollars at the end of the month. Want to hear another one?