Marcella Quotes in Grosse Pointe Blank (1997)

Marcella: Sir, they're very unhappy.

Martin Q. Blank: I'm very unhappy.

Marcella: It was supposed to look like a heart attack! He was supposed to die in his sleep!

Martin Q. Blank: Well, he moved.

Marcella: You can take care of business and stop by Grosse Pointe for your reunion...

Marty: Look, Sgt. Pepper, I really need you to shut up about that.

Marcella: Sir, it's out of my hands. The gods want you to go back home and they want you to delete someone while you're there.

Marcella: [Marcella dances around the office, pouring gasoline all over everything, pounding on computers with a hammer, throwing bits of equipment across the room, all the while humming cheerfully to herself. The phone rings]

Marcella: Hello?

Marty: Are we out of business yet?

Marcella: [sing-song] I am taking down the office now.

Marcella: [Carrying on multiple conversations over the phone] Okay, got it.

Marty: Bye bye

[hangs up]

Marcella: Amelia?

[the other line beeps]

Marcella: Wait, hold on a second.

[switches to the other line]

Marcella: Pacific Trident Global. Janice?... Yeah, where the fuck is it? I ordered it three days ago... No, that doesn't work. That's, that's not right. Let me go over it again, alright? Let's see: 3,000 rounds of 9mm sub-sonic. You had that. I gave that to you on the fucking list!... Well I don't give a God-damn where it is, you get it here now!

[hangs up]

Marcella: Amelia? I'm sorry... Yeah, no... No, I, it's not going to be a boring soup! It just, that's just the base! You put the chicken in, you gotta add other flavors. Carrots and celery are just a base of a soup!

Marty: Why are you so interested in me going to my high school reunion?

Marcella: I just find it amusing that you came from somewhere.

Marcella: Sir, I'm really beginning to worry about your safety.

Marty: Look, I got to go.

Marcella: Yeah, we all got to go sometime, sir, but we can choose when.

Marty: No one chooses when.

Marcella: Don't hang up! Wait! Did ya' read yesterday's offer?

Marty: Hold on a minute.

Marcella: It's in French. It's a Greenpeace boat. It'd be so easy.

Marty: No way! I have scruples.

Marcella: You know, when you started getting invited to your ten year high school reunion, time is catching up.

Martin Q. Blank: Are you talking about a sense of my own mortality or a fear of death?

Marcella: Well, I never really thought about it quite like that.

Martin Q. Blank: Did you go to yours?

Marcella: Yes, I did. It was just as if everyone had swelled.

Marcella: As a graduate of the class of 1986, you are someone special. Remember, there's nowhere you can go that you haven't learned how to go in time. Whatever the hell that means.

[first lines]

Joe the Bus Driver: Bye-bye, Marcella! Have a nice weekend!

Marcella: Bye, Joe!

Marcella: Cal... I'm sorry. I feel bad for hurting you the other night. Will you forgive me?

Marcella: Please Cal. Be my friend. Don't be miserable.

Marcella: Would you die for me?