Ramirez Quotes in Iron Man (2008)

[first lines]

Tony Stark: I feel like you're driving me to court martial. This is crazy. What did I do? I feel like you're gonna pull over and snuff me. What, you're not allowed to talk? Hey, Forrest!

Jimmy: We can talk, sir.

Tony Stark: Oh, I see. So it's personal.

Ramirez: No, you intimidate them.

Tony Stark: Good God, you're a woman! I honestly, I couldn't have called that. I mean, I would apologize, but isn't that what we're going for here? I thought of you as a soldier first.

Ramirez: I'm an airman.

Tony Stark: Well, you have actually excellent bone structure there. I'm kinda having a hard time not looking at you now. Is that weird?

[soldiers laugh]

Ramirez: [narrating] From the dawn of time we came; moving silently down through the centuries, living many secret lives, struggling to reach the time of the Gathering; when the few who remain will battle to the last. No one has ever known we were among you... until now.

Ramirez: Why does the sun come up, or are the stars just pinholes in the curtain of night?

Ramirez: The Kurgan. He is the strongest of all the immortals. He's the *perfect* warrior. If he wins the Prize, mortal man would suffer an eternity of darkness.

Connor MacLeod: How do you fight such a savage?

Ramirez: With heart, faith and steel. In the end there can be only one.

[after Connor has called Ramirez a "haggis"]

Ramirez: Haggis? What is haggis?

Connor MacLeod: Sheep's stomach, stuffed with meat and barley.

Ramirez: And what do you do with it?

Connor MacLeod: You eat it.

Ramirez: How revolting!

Connor MacLeod: I don't like boats, I don't like water. I'm a man, not a fish.

Ramirez: So you complain endlessly.

Connor MacLeod: You look like a woman you stupid haggis.

Ramirez: Haggis? What is haggis?

Connor MacLeod: Sheep's stomach stuffed with meat and barley

Ramirez: And what do you do with it?

Connor MacLeod: You eat it!

Ramirez: How revolting!

[Ramirez sneezes]

Connor MacLeod: Be still for God's sake! You'll tip us over.

Ramirez: So?

Connor MacLeod: I cannot swim you Spanish peacock.

Ramirez: I'm not Spanish, I'm Egyptian.

Connor MacLeod: You said you were from Spain! You're a liar!

Ramirez: You have the manners of a goat and you smell like a dung-heap. And you've no knowledge whatsoever of your potential. Now, get out!

[Throws MacLeod into the lake]

Ramirez: Greetings.

[Connor and Heather look baffled]

Ramirez: I am Juan Sánchez Villalobos Ramírez, Chief metallurgist to King Charles V of Spain. And I'm at your service.

Ramirez: Patience, Highlander. You have done well. But it will take time. There are generations being born and dying. You're at one with all living things. Each man's thoughts and dreams are yours to know. You have power beyond imagination. Use it well my friend. Don't lose your head.

Ramirez: MacLeod, I was born 2,437 years ago. In that time, I've had three wives. The last was Shikiko, a Japanese princess. Her father, Masamune, a genius, made this for me

[shows MacLeod his Samurai sword]

Ramirez: in 593 B.C. It is the only one of its kind... like his daughter. When Shikiko died, I was shattered. I would save you that pain. Please... let Heather go.

Ramirez: [after MacLeod misses him with his sword] Crude and slow clansman, your attack was no better then that of a clumsy child.

Connor MacLeod: This cannot be, it's the devil's work.

Ramirez: You cannot die, MacLeod, accept it.

Connor MacLeod: [laughs before realising Ramirez was serious] I hate you.

Ramirez: Good. That is a perfect place to start.

Connor MacLeod: Tell me how'd it happen for God's sake.

Ramirez: Why does the sun come up? Or are the stars just pin holes in the curtain of night, who knows? What I do know is that because you were born different, men will fear you... try to drive you away like the people of your village.

[MacLeod turns his back]

Ramirez: You must learn to conceal your special gift and harness it until the time of the gathering.

Connor MacLeod: What gathering?

Ramirez: When only a few of us are left, we will feel an irresistible pull towards a far away land... to fight for the prize.

Kurgan: You can't defeat me, Ramirez! I am the strongest!

Ramirez: My cut has improved your voice!

Ramirez: The sensation you are feeling is the quickening.

Connor MacLeod: Who are you?

Ramirez: We are the same, MacLeod. We are *brothers*!

Ramirez: [singing] B-A-L-A-N-C-E, balance...

Connor MacLeod: I don't like boats, I don't like water. I'm a man, not a fish!

Ramirez: Oh, you complain endlessly.

Connor MacLeod: You look like a woman, you stupid haggis!

Ramirez: Sometimes, MacLeod, the sharpest blade isn't enough.

Connor MacLeod: You're a liar!

Ramirez: You have the manners of a goat. And you smell like a dung-heap! And you have no knowledge whatsoever of your potential! Now.

[shouts]

Ramirez: Get out!

[rocks the boat, sending MacLeod into the lake]

Connor MacLeod: [as Ramirez rows away] Help me, I'm drowning!

Ramirez: You can't drown, you fool, you're immortal!

[continues rowing]

Ramirez: You cannot die, MacLeod. Accept it.

Connor MacLeod: I hate you!

Ramirez: Good. That is a perfect way to start.

[last lines]

Ramirez: Patience, Highlander. You have done well. But it'll take time. You are generations being born and dying. You are at one with all living things. Each man's thoughts and dreams are yours to know. You have power beyond imagination. Use it well, my friend.

Ramirez: If your head comes away from your neck, it's over!

Kurgan: Who is the woman?

Ramirez: She's MINE!

Kurgan: Ah! Not for much longer...

[during the party]

Ramirez: [yelling] Hey, where's the Chief!

Marine Guard: XO locked him in the kitchen freezer until the party's over.

Ramirez: Well, it's thirty below in there! He'll freeze to death!

Marine Guard: He'll be fine, he's got a guard!

Ramirez: [mimicking the other's dumb tone] Yeah?

Hamlet: Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft.

Ramirez: Sir... whatever you gentlemen felt for each other when your friend was still alive... is certainly none of my affair.

Hamlet: [breaks character, turns] What's your fucking game, shithead?

Ramirez: Shithead? What's a shithead?

Ramirez: Most people have a full measure of life... and most people just watch it slowly drip away. But if you can summon it all up... at one time... in one place... you can accomplish something... glorious.

Doctor: They were both dead before the car stopped. I'm amazed they got as far as they did. Gosh, I've never seen a mess like that. They must have taken about a hundred bullets or so.

[Connor and Ramirez sit up]

Conner MacLeod: One hundred and eight.

Ramirez: One hundred and twelve, myself.

Conner MacLeod: Aw, come on. You're not counting that little scratch, are you?

Ramirez: Scratch? What are you talking about? It passed right through me. Just look at my splendid waistcoat.

[Ramirez has been resurrected on stage in the middle of a performance of Hamlet. The actor playing Hamlet tries to continue]

Hamlet: Alas, poor Yorrick. I knew him Horatio...

Ramirez: Actually, it's Ramirez

Salesman in Gentlemans Tailor: May I help you sir?

Ramirez: I would like a set of clothes.

Salesman in Gentlemans Tailor: Then why not, indeed... We're the oldest gentlemans tailor in Scotland.

Ramirez: Well then, I've come to the right place. Since I am without a doubt the oldest gentleman in Scotland.

Salesman in Gentlemans Tailor: Well... you say so, sir.

Ramirez: Well let's get started. I have a long journey ahead of me and limited time.

Salesman in Gentlemans Tailor: I am afraid sir still doesn't understand - a suit may take several weeks to complete.

Ramirez: I am afraid sir damn well does understand... and sir, I'd like the set of clothes by three o' clock.

Salesman in Gentlemans Tailor: *Finger snap!*

Ramirez: [the audience is laughing at him] My apologies.

[to the actor portraying Hamlet]

Ramirez: Enough of this useless banter, I will be on my way and leave you to converse with your skull. Farewell, dear shithead, farewell.

[after almost being hit by a truck]

Ramirez: So much for the Horse and Cart

Ramirez: ...we are joined in a way that can never be broken, not even by death. When you need me, you'll only have to call my name. I'll always find you.

Ramirez: [confused after Hamlet actor swears at him] Shithead? What's a shithead?

Ramirez: Remember, Highlander, remember your home. Another galaxy, you were chosen, remember?

Conner MacLeod: Yes, yes I remember. The beginning, 500 years ago, on the planet Zeist. We planned rebellion, we met in secret, always careful to avoid our deadly enemy, General Katana.

[Last lines]

Ramirez: Remember, Highlander, you've both still got your full measure of life. Use it well, and your future will be glorious.

Elizabeth Sloane: Ramirez, how many TEC-9s do you own again?

Ramirez: Enough to defend my property. Plus two more to piss of the lefties.

Fabiana: Are you jealous?

Ramírez: You finally got what you wanted, a guy with money. Better than a cop with a shitty salary.

Fabiana: You may be right.

[last lines]

Ramirez: [voiceover] After my mother would finish her story, she would always comfort us. "Don't worry," she'd say. "If the Devil is real, then God must be real, too."

[first lines]

Ramirez: [voiceover] When I was a child, my mother would tell me a story about how the Devil roams the Earth. Sometimes, she said, he would take human form so he could punish the damned on Earth before claiming their souls. The ones he chose would be gathered together and tortured as he hid amongst them, pretending to be one of them. I always believed my mother was telling me an old wives' tale.

Ramirez: When he's near, everything goes wrong. Toast falls jelly-side down, children hit tables, and people get hurt.

Ramirez: Everybody believes in him a little bit, even guys like you who pretend they don't.

[Detective Bowden takes out a small folded piece of paper and throws it to Ramirez that reads "Im so sorry"]

Ramirez: What's this?

Detective Bowden: An apology note left at the site of a hit and run. My wife and son were killed out on Bethlaham Pike five years ago, but that's OK, because whoever did it is *sorry*. You can tell by the heartfelt apology on the back of a carwash coupon.

[pause]

Detective Bowden: So no, I don't believe in the Devil. You don't need him, people are bad enough by themselves.

Ramirez: You're never going to get these people to see themselves as they really are, 'cause it's the lies that we tell ourselves, they introduce us to him.

Ramirez: [seeing ghostly face on monitor] You see it?

Lustig: Yeah, look, that's just... That's just grain in the image. That's, you know, it's a mistake. It's like when people see Jesus in a pancake or something.

Ramirez: [voiceover] My mother's story would always begin the same way, with a suicide paving the way for the Devil's arrival. And it would always end with the deaths of all those trapped.

Ramirez: You must consider that one of these people might be the Devil.

[repeated lines]

Rodolfo Fierro: Who cooked this?

Ramirez: Me, Jefe.

Rodolfo Fierro: No, you didn't!

Ramirez: No, I didn't.

Rodolfo Fierro: COOK IT!