Old Woman Quotes in Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles II: The Secret of the Ooze (1991)

Old Man: Look Sophie, those animals are knocking down the telephone poles. What do we do if they come over here?

Old Woman: Let them get their own cab.

Old Woman: He called you a cowboy. What did he mean? What are you?

Spike: Just a humble bounty hunter, ma'am.

Old Woman: Looks like he got kicked in the nuts!

Old Woman: [watching Shrek fight] The chair! Give him the chair!

Captain of Guards: What have you got?

Old Woman: Well, I have a talking donkey.

Captain of Guards: Really? Well, that's good for ten shillings... if you can prove it.

Old Woman: Go ahead, little fella.

[Donkey says nothing]

Captain of Guards: Well?

Old Woman: He's just a little nervous. He's really quite the chatterbox. Talk, you boneheaded dolt...

Captain of Guards: That's it, I've heard enough. Guards?

Old Woman: No, no! He talks. He does...

[moves Donkey's mouth while trying to throw her voice]

Old Woman: I can talk. I love to talk. I'm the talkingest damn thing you ever saw.

Captain of Guards: Get her out of my sight!

Old Woman: I don't want to live any more. But I'm afraid the next world will be terrible, too...

Heihachi Hayashida: No, no. It's paradise. No bandits or anything. It's very nice.

Kikuchiyo: [loudly] How do you know? Ever been dead?

Heihachi Hayashida: [to Kikuchiyo] You needn't yell at me.

Old Woman: [hitting skeleton with her walker] Bounder!

Alfred the Skeleton: Sweetie pie!

Old Woman: Monster!

[hits him again]

Alfred the Skeleton: Buttercup.

Old Woman: Cad.

Alfred the Skeleton: GERTRUDE!

Old Woman: [adjusts her glasses] Alfred? Oh! You've been dead for fifteen years!

Alfred the Skeleton: [grabs old woman] Frankly, my dear,

[dips old woman]

Alfred the Skeleton: I don't give a damn!

[kisses her]

Clyde Martin: When did you first begin masturbating?

Old Woman: I invented it, son.

La Goulue: I got fifty francs a night, every night! I fed my cat better than you eat! I was a star! People came from all over France to see me!

Old woman: [laughing] In a sideshow?

Old Woman: I'll swallow your soul!

Ash: Come get some.

Old Woman: Into the pit with those bloody-thirsty sons of whores!

Mike: [Samantha has found out that Chris is seeing someone else] The jig is up! Run!

Samantha James: You son of a bitch!

Chris: Samantha! You're here! Shit!

Samantha James: There she is. There's the little slut you've been banging behind my back!

Old Woman: Me?

Samantha James: Not you, wrinkles.

[Points at Jamie]

Samantha James: Her!

Jamie Palamino: Who are you?

Samantha James: I'm Samantha James, bitch!

[Shoves Jamie]

Jamie Palamino: Don't shove me!

[Shoves Samantha back]

Samantha James: You're a whore! Santa's little whore! Santa's little whore!

Jamie Palamino: Get off!

Mike: [In an excited, high pitched voice] Cat fight!

Julia Jones: [after sex with Grant] Thant was... Amazing!

Old Woman: [Old woman in window appears] It sure was...

[she starts caressing her body]

Old Woman: Oh... OHHH... OHHHHHHH... She faked it Grant

[Grant looks at Julia, Old woman whispers;]

Old Woman: But I didn't... Meow... Meow... Purrrrrrr... Purrrrrr

Old Woman: Excuse me, but can you blow me where the pampers is?

Gutter: What?

Old Woman: Can you blow me where the pampers is?

Gutter: What?

Old Woman: Can you *show* me where the *campus* is?

Jeffrey Anderson: [onstage as Willy Loman] You have a fine city here.

Old Woman: You're doing so well up there.

Old Woman: Ah, Lady Lou, you're a fine gal, a fine woman.

Lady Lou: One of the finest women ever walked the streets.

Old Woman: Excuse me, does this street lead to a church? I want to know whether this street leads to a church.

Ketevan Barateli: No, this is Varlam Street, and it doesn't lead to a church.

Old Woman: Then what do you need it for? Why have a road that doesn't lead to a church?

Old Woman: [first lines - dark street] You can't sleep here.

Jean Valjean: Get away from me.

Old Woman: Why don't you go to an inn?

Jean Valjean: Why do you think?

Old Woman: Can't you knock on doors and ask people?

Jean Valjean: I asked. I ask everywhere. Leave me alone?

Old Woman: You didn't ask there? Knock on that door.

[pointing to Bishop's residence]

Dave Robicheaux: Did you know Cherry LeBlanc, a little white girl about nineteen years old?

Old Woman: She work here, ain't she?

Dave Robicheaux: You know if she had a boyfriend Tawn?

Old Woman: If that's what you wanna call it. She in the business.

Dave Robicheaux: Mr. Prejean involved?

Old Woman: Ask him.

Dave Robicheaux: I don't think he was. Otherwise he wouldn't be tellin' me all these things.

Old Woman: She a sad girl. I told her, 'A pretty white girl like you could have anything you want'. When that girl dress up, she look just like a movie star.

Dave Robicheaux: Who was her pimp?

Old Woman: I don't know nothin' else, me. She wasn't about to give the name of some rich white man to a old black woman.

Dave Robicheaux: What rich white man?

Old Woman: Some rich white man, maybe, get her out the business of sellin' jellyroll. She said that just before somebody done them awful things to that girl.

[first lines]

Old Woman: People ought to be ashamed of themselves, kicking up all that racket at this time of night.

Old Woman: Some of those stars have been burnt out for a long, long time. They're dead, but once they were so bright that their light is still travelling through space. We can still see them.

Lucas Bennett: How can you tell which one is dead and which one is not?

Old Woman: No, you can't, it's impossible. It's a beautiful mystery, isn't it?

Old Woman: I look too white, don't you think?

Cheryl: Not at all. I'm just trying to match your face with your hair. I was thinking you're not white enough.

Old Woman: I think I look kind of weird.

Cheryl: The first rule of fashion is you have to look weird. What I'm doing has come straight here from France.

Old Woman: Oh?

Cheryl: It's called Cirque du Face, meaning "Circus of the Face", and it's all the rage with the Frenchies, ma'am.

Old Woman: Well, you're the professional.

Oldest daughter: Will I be reborn as a person in my next life?

Old Woman: Come here, I'll show you something.

[dropping a palm-full of rice grains onto an upward needle]

Old Woman: [handing the needle to the girl] Tell me when a grain of rice balance on the tip of the needle.

Oldest daughter: [dropping rice onto the needle for a while]

Old Woman: [chuckles]

Oldest daughter: That's impossible!

Old Woman: See, my child? That's how hard it is to be born again as a person. That's why a human life is so valuable.

John Valentine: [just saw the weird creature on the wing of the plane] There's a man on the wing of this plane!

[Everyone looks out the windows on his side. But the creature has disappeared]

John Valentine: There was somebody out there. You gotta believe me!

Old Woman: I saw him. Green and slimy.

Old Man: Leave the poor man alone.

Old Woman: I'm only trying to help. You've got to humor them.

John Valentine: It was lightning. At first I thought it was animal. Some kind of bird or something. But it was a man! There were flames coming out of the engine, and a flash of smoke. Maybe it was a technician who was caught on the side of the plane when it took off. How could he survive out there? The air's so thin, the blast of the wind. It's so cold.

[begins to think it was only his imagination and feels embarrassed]

John Valentine: It's impossible, isn't it? Oh my god, I feel so stupid!

[takes sedatives to sleep. Then laughs nervously]

John Valentine: Can you imagine? A naked man crawling along the wing of an airplane at 35,000 feet?

Co-Pilot: [John Valentine's just been taken away in the ambulance after the plane has landed] Weather hadn't broke we would've never gotten this baby down. We've had one hell of a night. We got the storm. We got the flame out. Then that freak show.

Old Woman: Not to mention the gun. The gun was awful.

Sky Marshal: He didn't have a gun.

Old Man: He didn't have a gun?

Sky Marshal: No, no. He didn't have a gun. It was my gun. I'm FAA. I'm authorized to have a gun.

Jr. Stewardess: He was so crazy. He smashed the window. What was he trying to do, get out?

Sky Marshal: It's claustrophobia! They'd rather fall to the ground, than stay aboard! I've seen it happen! I've seen it!

Jr. Stewardess: He had to be completely wacko, right?

Sr. Stewardess: I knew he was frightened, but I didn't think he was crazy.

Jr. Stewardess: But Dion, he said he saw something on the end of the wing.

Old Woman: Damn. I really wanted you.

Old Woman: You think this will make you good? You're not good.

Tony Janekowski: I know.

Old Woman: You think you can make up for the choices you made?

Tony Janekowski: No.

Old Woman: You think you can be forgiven?

Tony Janekowski: No.

Tony Janekowski: Take me instead please.

Old Woman: STOP SAYING THAT!

Old Woman: Whores, liars, cheaters, & deserters: all in the same.

Salesman: When's the last time you heard somebody say 'hang tough'?

Lustig: [Over radio] What did you say?

Salesman: Nothing.

Lustig: [Over radio] What did you just say?

Salesman: [Taken aback] Um... nothing?

Old Woman: Is he picking a fight?

Halsey: We got to get out of here.

Old Woman: Where can we go? We can't reach the mainland.

Halsey: Look. If you'd seen what I've seen at two in the morning, you'd swim for it!

Mr. Roger Campbell: Halsey! Shut up.

Mr. Roger Campbell: [to the crowd] Listen, all of you. If anyone leaves this building, they'll be killed for sure. Now, we're safe enough in here; we've got enough food and water to wait.

Old Woman: I'm so frightened, Mr. Campbell.

Mr. Roger Campbell: Now, if you do as we say, you've got nothing to fear. Will you trust me?

Old man: Yes, sir.

Mr. Roger Campbell: [drags Halsey aside] Now listen, Halsey, and listen well. If I hear another sound out of you, I'm going to smash your face in and throw you out for those things to get. Now I'm talking to you straight, man. Do you understand?

Halsey: Mr. Campbell, I can't stand any more...

Mr. Roger Campbell: Do. You. Understand? Mind that you do.

Old woman: [fiercely trying to burst through soviet soldier to German captives] Darling! Give me at least one fascist!