Marcie Quotes in Sin City: A Dame to Kill For (2014)

Marcie: We're we goin', Johnny?

Johnny: Everywhere.

Marcie: [after exposing her breasts to Joey] Do you like my body, Joey?

[Jill and Marcie are looking under the hood of their car. Mack is gazing at their breasts]

Marcie: Does it look bad?

Mack: Not from where I'm standing.

Jill: Oh, can you fix it then?

Mack: Honey, I've got a tool that'll fix anything.

Jill: Aw, come on. It'll be a weekend you'll never forget.

Mechanic: All three of us?

Marcie: It's gonna be a weekend you can tell your kids about. If they're all boys.

Jill: You know, Marcie, we've got this routine down.

Marcie: Yeah. I think we're ready for the Cannonball.

Jill: Oh, I think so. How far is Redondo beach?

Marcie: 150 miles.

Jill: Hah. An hour flat.

Marcie: What're we waiting for?

Both: LET'S GO.

Marcie: Can you imagine the stories J.J.'s making up about last night? He's driving poor old Victor crazy.

Jill: Yeah, well poor old Victor's buying every word of it.

Marcie: Well, what he doesn't know ain't gonna hurt us.

Jill: Never has.

[last lines before the credits]

Linus: It must feel pretty great being Charlie Brown right about now!

Pig-Pen: You did it!

Peppermint Patty: Nice job, Chuck!

Marcie: Good job, Charles.

Sally Brown: Hey, big brother!

[blows up a balloon with Charlie Brown's face on it]

Sally Brown: I'm proud to be your little sister.

Lucy van Pelt: [crabbily] You've really shown something new to me, you blockhead!

[nicely]

Lucy van Pelt: You're always full of surprises. Good ol' Charlie Brown.

[as everyone cheers and lifts Charlie Brown up into the air, the scene turns into a black and white drawing. The final touch to the drawing is added: Sparky adding his signature]

[Peppermint Patty is seen snoring loudly with her head back on Marcie's desk]

Peppermint Patty: Zzzzzz...

Marcie: Sir?

Peppermint Patty: Zzzzzz...

Marcie: Sir?

[she pushes Peppermint Patty's head forward, but it falls back on Marcie's desk. Peppermint Patty is still fast asleep]

Peppermint Patty: Zzzzzz...

Marcie: Sir!

[she pushes Peppermint Patty's head forward again, this time hitting her own desk, waking her up]

Peppermint Patty: Two! No, three!

[turns to Marcie]

Peppermint Patty: Was I close?

Marcie: Class hasn't started yet, sir

Marcie: [about Peppermint Patty] Just my luck I chose a partner who thinks Moby Dick is a hockey player.

Marcie: [Peppermint Patty and Snoopy are stuck bouncing on Patty's waterbed] Sir, you're making too much noise. Can't you just kiss him goodnight and let it go at that?

Patricia "Peppermint Patty" Reichardt: If I ever get off this waterbed I'll kick him, not kiss him!

Camp Announcer: Attention, attention! Turn out for PT! Turn out for PT! Attention, attention! Turn out for PT!

Marcie: PT? What in the world is that?

Patricia "Peppermint Patty" Reichardt: PT means physical training, you know, exercise, come on, let's go.

Patricia "Peppermint Patty" Reichardt: Okay gang, I suggest we run this tent in a democratic fashion. The first thing we'll do is elect a tent leader. We'll have to prepare some ballots, and we'll do this democratically. We'll vote to see who's leader - one gal, one vote. However, we can't pass the ballots until we voted to see who's gonna pass the ballots. This will be done very democratically. Let's see... I vote that Lucy prepares the ballots.

Lucy Van Pelt: Wait a minute! You can't vote unless we have ballots!

Marcie: If we can't vote to see who will pass the ballots, how can we have ballots to vote?

Sally Brown: Yeah, who cares?

Patricia "Peppermint Patty" Reichardt: All in favor say "aye". Aye!

Marcie: Aye!

Lucy Van Pelt: No!

Sally Brown: No!

Patricia "Peppermint Patty" Reichardt: It's settled, Lucy will pass the ballots. Okay Lucy, pass the ballots. Everybody mark their choice, either vote for me or against me. That'll be fair.

Lucy Van Pelt: Wait one darned second! How about if we nominate somebody first?

Patricia "Peppermint Patty" Reichardt: Good idea! I nominate me! Any further nominations? If not, the nominations are declared closed. Okay gals, let's vote.

[the girls vote]

Patricia "Peppermint Patty" Reichardt: Marcie, pick up the votes and tally 'em.

Marcie: Alright, here's the way it went: one vote for Lucy, one vote for Peppermint Patty, one vote for Sally, and one vote for Marcie.

Patricia "Peppermint Patty" Reichardt: Huh, a tie vote. I guess I'll have to decide the casting vote.

Lucy Van Pelt: Huh?

Patricia "Peppermint Patty" Reichardt: The deciding vote is for Peppermint Patty! Peppermint Patty is the leader! I am the leader! It was fair and square!

Lucy Van Pelt: Boy, some vote!

Peppermint Patty: [in-flight meals are served] Hey, Marcie, this is real nice!

Marcie: It's a whole lot better than peanut butter sandwiches, sir.

Peppermint Patty: What do you think they'll feed us in France?

Marcie: Probably peanut butter on French bread, sir.

Charlie Brown, Peppermint Patty, Marcie: Jump, Linus, jump!

Pierre: [runs up] The pompier are on the way, is Linus safe?

Charlie Brown, Peppermint Patty, Marcie: Jump, jump! Jump Linus, jump!

Linus: [to Violette] Jump? Are they crazy?

Marcie: [after the rental car gets hit from behind] Qu'est-ce que tu as dans la crâne? Oooh, les cornes! Qu'est-ce que tu veux que je fasse? Que dalle! Le pied de nez! Tu veux nous frotter?

[Charlie Brown & Co. are at an English restaurant, waited upon by a waiter with a thick Cockney accent]

Waiter: All right Guv'nor, you ready to order?

Charlie Brown: Can you help us with the menu?

Waiter: For the gentlemen, I recommend the beef & kidney pie. The shepherds pie's rather nice for the ladies. A cheddar & pickle sandwich is rather toppo. What'll be your pleasure, mate?

Charlie Brown: What is...

[to Marcie]

Charlie Brown: What did he say?

Marcie: Perhaps I should have studied *English*, not French.

Pierre: Did he say chateau? Surely they are not staying at the Chateau of the Bad Neighbor.

Marcie: Yes they are, Mal Voisin.

Pierre: But that is terrible! They cannot stay there!

Peppermint Patty: Why not, Pierre?

Pierre: They could be in great danger!

Marcie: Danger?

Pierre: No one, absolutely no one goes to that chateau, if you are from another country, that's even worse.

Peppermint Patty: But Chuck received a letter from the chateau!

Pierre: And, but that too is impossible, the baron would never allow such a thing.

Marcie: The baron? What baron?

Pierre: Come! We must see if we can do something!

Pierre: [on the phone] Êtes-vous sûr madame? Are you sure, Madam? Are you sure there is no answer? Alright thank you, merci.

[hangs up]

Marcie: No answer? Shouldn't they have been there by now?

Peppermint Patty: Well now what do we do?

Pierre: There is nothing we can do. We must wait until morning and hope they are alright.

Marcie: I don't think I like this, Sir. Chuck didn't fly all the way over here to get mugged.

Courtney: Wait a minute.

Julie: What?

Courtney: Rape... they'll check to se if she was raped right? Maybe Liz had a friend over, you know, Mommy and Daddy's last night away, maybe he's from school, maybe not. But definitely into kink. He got a little rough, went a little to far, you know, there's a fine line between pleasure and pain. She screamed for help, but no one could hear her. Her screams were muffled by the huge candy ball, she tried, but there was nothing, only sugary sweet death.

Marcie: Oh my God, that like, totally gave me the chills.

Courtney: What a fucking tearjerker. Look, Marce, it's like Terms of Endearment Part III, only this time the boyfriend's gay.

Marcie: Yeah, and the rest of the cast sucks!

Marcie: AHH! She is gonna die! This is so much better then what we did last year!

Courtney: I wish *I* had friends that would do this for *me*!

Julie: Yeah right! You'd have us killed!

Courtney: Brutally maimed, my dear.

Courtney: You knew Liz Purr right?

Fern: I-I know of her

Courtney: "Knew" of her, past tense. She's dead Fern, she died. But we've got a bit of a problem because you know we did it. You heard us. That gives you a little something Fern, and it's called power. The power to tell, and you're the kind of girl that tells. A tattle-tale.

Marcie: A rat.

[Marcie movies Liz's head]

Marcie: AHHH!

Courtney: What?

Marcie: She looked at me. I swear to God she looked at me!

Courtney: Her eyes are open. She's bound to look somewhere. My God Marcie, she's dead. Relax.

[Julie approaches Fern, now turned into Vylette, who in turn is with Courtney and Marcie]

Marcie: Do you smell something?

Julie: Hi, Fern.

Marcie: Fern? We don't know a Fern.

Vylette: My name's Vylette.

Julie: What?

Vylette: My name's Vylette.

Courtney: Learn it.

Marcie: Live it.

Marcie, Courtney: Love it.

Courtney: We just killed our best friend! Do you realize what this means?

Marcie: You're a shoo-in for prom queen?

Marcie: How about some public affection, girls?

[Julie Freeman approaches Courtney Shayne and Marcie Fox]

Courtney: Look what the kitty dragged in.

Marcie: Meow.

Courtney: First, we're gonna stuff her pretty face with pancakes, then tie her to the flagpole in her bra and undies and watch the humiliation begin.

Marcie: She is gonna die!

Courtney: Well, if it isn't the beautiful people!

Brenda: Courtney, I've been meaning to tell you, you are to-die to-die!

Courtney: Thank you my dear

Marcie: [talking to date] I'm so bored tonight... I think it's time for a little room service.

Courtney: MARCIE! Reality check, I think there's a certain announcement that needs to be made!

Dane: Yeah, give it up for the prom queen

Marcie: Oh my god Courtney, I am so sorry!

Courtney: It's ok Marce. We can't all be up to speed, can we girls?

Marcie: Trends change people change, its all about details, if you dont pay attention to details your doomed, i mean look at my nails! I went through junior high wearing nothing but pink now pink makes me puke so i change rearrange, see, its called demented, no seriously the color's called demented.

Courtney: mine,decayed, like julie our friendship with her is decayed, rotten, julie is no more, shes like fern mayo a bad dream, get it!

Courtney: [together give evil laugh] HA HA HA!

Marcie: Only $50?

Berzin: Come on, Marcie! Cut me some slack, will you?

Marcie: Slack? No, you find slack in the dictionary between "shit" and "syphilis".

Marcie: When will my black Pugeot be ready!

Rudy: Black Pugeot? I knew you wasn't a natural redhead!

[Officer Kurring has just handcuffed Marcie to a couch]

Marcie: This is bullshit. This is fuckin' bullshit.

Jim Kurring: I want you to stay right there, Marcie.

Marcie: This is bullshit motherfucker. Mother-goddamn-fucker it's bullshit and you know it!

[Officer Kurring moves down the hall to investigate a disturbance]

Marcie: Don't go down my hallway! Don't go down my motherfuckin' hallway! This is bullshit motherfucker! Don't go in my god damn bedroom!

Jim Kurring: This is the LAPD. If there's someone back here...

Marcie: What I tell you? What I tell you? Ain't nobody in there! Where the fuck you goin' motherfuck? Don't go in my motherfuckin' bedroom and stay outta my motherfuckin' closet!

[Officer Kurring enters her bedroom]

Jim Kurring: This is the LAPD. If there's someone in this closet, come out right now, or you will be shot.

[Marcie begins dragging the couch towards the bedroom]

Jim Kurring: Marcie! Do not drag that couch any further!

Marcie: There's nobody in my motherfucking closet, motherfucker! This don't make no sense! This don't make no goddamn sense! Why can't you goddamn talk to me? This is bullshit motherfucker!

[Officer Kurring opens the closet and finds a dead body]

Jim Kurring: Whoa! What the hell is this, Marcie?

Marcie: That ain't mine!

Jim Kurring: Now, some neighbors claimed they heard screaming and a loud crash.

Marcie: I don't even know no loud crash.

Jim Kurring: Now calm yourself down.

Marcie: [shouts] I am calm!

Jim Kurring: No you are not calm. You're screaming at me. Do you understand? I got a call for disturbance, and I'm going to checking it out. That is what I'm going to do. Are you alone in here?

Marcie: I ain't got to answer none of your questions.

Jim Kurring: No, you don't, but I'm going to ask you one more time. Are you alone in here?

Marcie: What does it look like?

Jim Kurring: There's no one else in here?

Marcie: You in here.

Jim Kurring: That's true, but is there anyone else besides me and you in this house?

Marcie: No, I said that already.

Jim Kurring: Are you lying to me?

Marcie: I live by myself.

Jim Kurring: That might be true, but the question I'm asking you, ma'am: is there anyone else in this house right now?

Marcie: No.

Jack: Come on. I love you.

Marcie: But what about Ned?

Jack: I don't love Ned.

Ned: He neglected to mention that downtown they call this place Camp Blood.

Marcie: Next, they're going to tell us there are poisonous snakes in the outhouse and crocodiles in the lake.

Jack: The crocodiles are in the cabin.

Ned: If you were a flavor of ice cream, what would it be?

Marcie: Rocky road.

Jack: [seeing Bill with a machete raised] Jesus, Bill! What are you doing?

Bill: There's a snake in here!

Marcie: Why are we in here?

Alice: [Bill's just killed the snake] Is it dead?

Ned: Either that or it's got a very short clone.

Marcie: Well, at least we know what's for dinner.

Jack: It's gonna storm! It's gonna tear down that valley like a son of gun!

Marcie: I've been afraid of storms ever since I was a little kid.

Jack: No really!

Marcie: Yeah I had this dream about five or six times when I'm in a thunderstorm. And it's raining really hard, it sounds like pebbles when it hits the ground. I can hear it! I try to block out the sound with my hands only it doesn't work, the sound keeps getting louder and louder. And then the rain turns to blood, and it washes away in little rivers, and then the sound stops.

Jack: It was just a dream!

Marcie: I know! I call it my shower dream.

Marcie: [to Jack] You are so fine.

Marcie: [Searches the bathroom and finds nothing] I guess it's just my imagination...

[turns around to see an ax raised over her head]

Marcie: AHHH!