Mrs. Murphy Quotes in The Blues Brothers (1980)

Mrs. Murphy: May I help you boys?

Elwood: You got any white bread?

Mrs. Murphy: Yes.

Elwood: I'll have some toasted white bread please.

Mrs. Murphy: You want butter or jam on that toast, honey?

Elwood: No ma'am, dry.

[Mrs. Murphy gives him a look, then turns to Jake]

Jake: Got any fried chicken?

Mrs. Murphy: Best damn chicken in the state.

Jake: Bring me four fried chickens and a Coke.

Mrs. Murphy: You want chicken wings or chicken legs?

Jake: Four fried chickens and a Coke.

Elwood: And some dry white toast please.

Mrs. Murphy: Y'all want anything to drink with that?

Elwood: No ma'am.

Jake: A Coke.

Mrs. Murphy: Be up in a minute

Mrs. Murphy: Don't you "Don't get riled, sugar" me! You ain't goin' back on the road no more, and you ain't playin' them ol' two-bit sleazy dives. You're livin' with me now, and you not gonna go slidin' around witcho ol' white hoodlum friends.

Matt Murphy: But babes, this is Jake and Elwood, the Blues Brothers.

Mrs. Murphy: The Blues Brothers? Shit! They still owe you money, fool.

Jake: Ma'am, would it make you feel any better if you knew that what we're asking Matt here to do is a holy thing?

Elwood: You see, we're on a mission from God.

Mrs. Murphy: Don't you blaspheme in here! Don't you blaspheme in here! This is my man, this is my restaurant, and you two are just gonna walk right out that door without your dry white toast, without your four fried chickens, and without Matt 'Guitar' Murphy!

[at the closing, as each character is credited]

Reverend Cleophus James: The sad sack was sittin' on a block o' stone/Way over in the corner weepin' all alone/

Curtis: The warden said, "Hey, buddy, don't you be no square / if you can't find a partner use a wooden chair!"

Ray: Let's rock, everybody, let's rock/

Mrs. Murphy: Everybody on the whole cell block / Was dancin' to the Jailhouse rock.

Mrs. Murphy: We got two honkies out there dressed like Hasidic diamond merchants.

Matt Murphy: Say what?

Mrs. Murphy: They look like they're from the CIA, or somethin'.

Matt Murphy: What they want to eat?

Mrs. Murphy: The tall one wants white bread, toasted, dry, with nothin' on it.

Matt Murphy: Elwood.

Mrs. Murphy: And the other one wants four whole fried chickens and a Coke.

Matt Murphy: And Jake. Shit, the Blues Brothers!

Mrs. Murphy: Elwood!

Elwood Blues: [Looks down afraid to look at her] Yes, ma'am.

Mrs. Murphy: Sorry to hear about Jake.

Mrs. Murphy: [Giving in to Matt, Elwood and Blue Lou] Go ahead! I know you wanna go.

Elwood Blues: Let's go!

Mrs. Murphy: Elwood!

[Turns around]

Mrs. Murphy: Can you boys please try to stay out of trouble?

[He glances at the camera with a sly look]

Welfare Man: And how many children do you have?

Mrs. Murphy: About fifteen, Sir.

Mr. Murphy: [stuttering] Aye, about fifteen, Sir. Roughly.

Welfare Man: You mean you don't know how many children you have?

Mr. Murphy: Eh... eh... I'd have to count them, Sir.

Mrs. Murphy: Children, children! Come here. To the nice man.

[All the children from the neighbourhood are running towards her and the social welfare man]

Welfare Man: [Counts the children] Fourteen. How many boys and how many girls?

Mr. Murphy: I don't count them like that, Sir.

Welfare Man: Hands up for the girls.

Mrs. Murphy: Dade?

Dade Murphy: Yeah, ma?

Mrs. Murphy: What are you doing?

Dade Murphy: I'm taking over a TV network.

Mrs. Murphy: Finish up, honey, and get to sleep.

Mrs. Murphy: What did you learn in school today?

Dade Murphy: Revenge.

Mrs. Murphy: Listen you guys, help yourself to anything in the fridge... Cereal has.

Mrs. Murphy: Then you've had to take me, Mr. Holmes?

Sherlock Holmes: I'll, ahh, take up your case.

Mrs. Murphy: Mind you, it'll have to be for love.

Sherlock Holmes: Love?

Mrs. Murphy: For nix. I've noticed how you like workin' for nothin'.

Sherlock Holmes: My interest is to bring the criminal to justice.

Mrs. Murphy: Well, never mind about justice, never mind about the crime. All I want is my husband's lawful money. And I want you to slap that thievin' lawyers face right across, between his greasy fat chops. Good night, Mr. Holmes. I'll be seeing you and thank you kindly.

Mrs. Murphy: Oh, Dick. Isn't this romantic? It reminds me of our very first date.

Dick Murphy: We went to Arby's on our first date.