Sully Quotes in Commando (1985)

Sully: Here, have some beers in Val Verde, Matrix. It'll give everyone a little more time with your daughter.

[Henriques laughs]

Matrix: You're a funny guy Sully, I like you. That's why I'm going to kill you last.

John Matrix: Where is she, Sully?

Sully: Kiss my ass!

John Matrix: I can't hear you!

Sully: I'll say it a little louder, get fucked!

John Matrix: [holds Sully upside-down over a cliff by his leg] Listen, loyalty is very touching. But it is not the most important thing in your life right now! But what IS important is gravity! I have to remind you Sully, this is my weak arm!

Sully: You can't kill me Matrix! You need me to find your daughter!

John Matrix: Where is she?

Sully: I don't know. But Cooke knows, I'll take you to where I'm supposed to meet him!

John Matrix: But you won't.

Sully: Why not?

John Matrix: [holds the hotel key he stole from Sully that Cooke is staying at] Because I already know. Remember, Sully, when I promised to kill you last?

Sully: That's right, Matrix! You did!

John Matrix: I lied.

[Matrix releases Sully, who falls to his demise]

Sully: You know I've got something I'd really like to give you.

Cindy: I'm not interested!

Sully: Ahh, you don't know what you're missing

Cindy: Well from here it looks like a nightmare, will you please leave me alone?

Sully: You fuckin' whore!

Sully: This place used to be good for hunting slash.

[Pointing to large dog in back seat]

Pat Healy: Does he bite?

Sully: A little bit. Get in.

Carl Roebuck: Sixty years old and still getting crushes on other men's wives. I would hope by the time I'm your age, I'm a little smarter than that.

Sully: Can't hurt to hope. You sure are off to a slow start.

Sully: A condemned man has a right to a last request doesn't he? I got my truck out back whaddya say we get in the back get naked and see where it goes from there?

Birdy: Ok

Sully: Haven't you got any pride?

Birdy: Go to jail, Sully, it's where you belong.

Miss Beryl: Do you still bet on that horse race of yours?

Sully: What, the trifecta?

Miss Beryl: Yes. Has it ever come in?

Sully: Not yet.

Miss Beryl: But you still bet on it.

Sully: Well, sure. I mean, the odds have gotta kick in sooner or later.

Miss Beryl: Fine. That's exactly the way I feel about you.

Peter: So if you're not a father to me, how come you're a grandfather to Will?

Sully: 'cause you gotta start someplace.

[as Sully buys raw hamburger]

Peter: You want some buns?

Sully: Dogs don't eat buns.

Peter: You're buying ground beef for your dog?

Sully: I don't own a dog.

Sully: I can't believe it's gonna take you that long to get me out of jail.

Wirf: Don't blame me, I'm a Jew. They're not my holidays.

Sully: A Jew? Really? I didn't know that. How come you ain't smart?

Wirf: How can I start getting you out of jail when you won't go in?

Peter: It's not gonna be easy being you, is it?

Sully: Don't expect much from yourself in the beginning. I couldn't do everything at first, either.

Miss Beryl: Doesn't it bother you that you haven't done more with the life God gave you?

Sully: Not often. Now and then.

Toby: Oh, you're a man among men, Sully.

Sully: Well, thanks.

Toby: That wasn't a compliment!

Sully: I should have known better than to hire a one-legged lawyer.

Wirf: You can't afford a two-legged lawyer.

Peter: Mom's greatest fear is that your life was fun.

Sully: Tell her not to worry.

Charlotte: How can you live in a town this size and not see your ex-wife all the time?

Sully: That's easy, dolly. Peter's mom and I don't exactly travel in the same circles. As a matter of fact, Vera pretty much travels in a straight line.

Peter: SOMEBODY in this family had to.

Sully: What's the matter with you?

Wirf: I'm trying to communicate with you telepathically.

Carl Roebuck: Forget about it. The only way to communicate with Sully's to whack him in the head with a shovel.

Peter: Oh, God. I don't believe this. I'm a member of Greenpeace and I just helped poison a dog.

Sully: Well for one thing, it ain't poison. For another, you didn't help much.

Toby: Did you come to steal our new snowblower?

Sully: I've already done it, just about.

Toby: I could legally shoot you, you know.

Sully: Not unless I'm breaking and entering

Toby: ARE you gonna break and enter?

Sully: What's happening with Dummy?

Toby: I don't know. He took my threat to shoot him a lot more seriously than you just did.

Sully: Poor guy just had a bypass. Maybe he's trying to cram everything he can do into six months. When he realizes he's going to live until he's seventy, he'll slow down.

Toby: If I had my way, he wouldn't live to Thanksgiving.

[Wirf and Sully bet on the People's Court]

Sully: Okay, Shyster, who do you like?

Wirf: The plaintiff. It's a lock.

Sully: I'll take the defendant.

Birdy: You weren't even here for the stories.

Sully: Yeah, but I know my lawyer.

Wirf: Sooner or later we'll wear the bastards down. The court is already starting to get pissed. You heard the judge.

Sully: He's pissed at you, Wirf!

Wirf: Only because he knows I won't go away.

Sully: I know how he feels.

Sully: Boy, a guy goes to jail for a couple of days and the whole town goes to hell!

Sully: You ain't naked or anything, are ya?

Toby: No, but I can be in about 2 seconds.

Sully: Well, take your time. I need a cup of coffee.

[on phone]

Sully: Ace Towing? Sullivan. I'm just around the corner. 313 Harvin. Pick me up. Charge it. Tip Top Construction Company. Thanks.

[hangs up phone]

Sully: Horace?... .

Horace Yaney: Hi, Sully. I ain't naked either.

Sully: Thank God for that!

Sully: Go home, you jerk. You're married to the best-looking woman in Bath.

Carl Roebuck: Who was it that said, "A man's reach should exceed his grasp?"

Sully: [about Toby] Don't tell me she's pregnant.

Carl Roebuck: Knocked up like a cheerleader. Eh, I suppose now you're going to want to be godfather.

Sully: Hey... . I can't be the father and the godfather. You got to goddamn do something.

Wirf: You'd keep my leg, wouldn't you?

Sully: You don't need a leg, you need a parrot.

Sully: You stupid prick!

[slugs Officer Raymer in the face]

Clive Peoples Jr.: We've been through this before. A landlord has -

Sully: You are not my landlord!

Clive Peoples Jr.: My mother is -

Sully: The only reason I don't kick your ass. If you don't get out of here right now, I may change my mind.

Rub Squeers: Can I borrow a dollar?

Sully: Nope. You can borrow a jelly doughnut, though.

Rub Squeers: You can't borrow a jelly doughnut. Once you eat it, it's gone.

Sully: Once you borrow a dollar, it's gone. I'd rather buy you a jelly doughnut.

Sully: Hang in there.

Toby: 'Hang in there'? Is that the sum of your wisdom on the subject?

Sully: That's the sum of my wisdom on most subjects.

Sully: [quoting] Beware the chains we forge in life.

Miss Beryl: I don't suppose you remember who said that?

Sully: *You* did Miss Beryl, all through 8th grade.

Carl Roebuck: You think I got where I got by doing shoddy work?

Sully: No, you didn't get where you are by doing shoddy work. You didn't get where you are by doing *any* work.

Wacker Sullivan: Who are you?

Peter: He's your grandfather.

Wacker Sullivan: Does he always look like that?

Sully: Yeah, most of the time.

Sully: Which one of your fancy doctors advised you to drink, smoke, and screw your brains out

Carl Roebuck: Those are unreasonable requests Sully. They wouldn't of made 'em if they didn't know me.

Sully: If they'd known ya, they wouldn't have fixed ya.

Officer Raymer: It's $15 dollars. You can mail it in, or you can come by the station. If it's not paid within 30 days, you'll be held in contempt.

Sully: Boy, I hope you get laid sometime soon.

Peter: Tell me again this is your own snow blower we're stealing.

Sully: I knew your mother was gonna raise you like this.

Sully: I suppose you're gonna be saying the same thing about me when I'm gone.

Peter: You *were* gone dad. I already said it...

Peter: It's not going to be easy being you, is it?

Sully: Don't expect too much of yourself at the beginning. I couldn't do everything at first either.

Josh: Jesus, was that you?

Sully: Sorry.

Josh: Oh God, that reeks! Oh!

[farts again]

Josh: Dude!

Sully: Damn scrumptious chocolate covered raisins!

Sully: You want to know what I think your problem with death is?

Bryan Becket: Not really.

Sully: You don't believe in anything. You know? You don't believe in a higher power, you don't believe in the afterlife, nothing.

Bryan Becket: You're right. Life would be easier if I were gullible.

Sully: You think I'm gullible, Beckett?

Bryan Becket: Sully, you believe in everything.

Sully: I don't believe in everything!

Bryan Becket: Yes, you do.

Sully: No.

Bryan Becket: Okay. Didn't you once tell me you believed in the Loch Ness monster?

Sully: Oh, they're gonna catch that sucker! You'll see.

Bryan Becket: I don't know what the military was covering up at Roswell. Does that make it aliens?

Sully: No! But alien bodies on the ground made it aliens!

[Beckett and Sully drive up to the house]

Sully: Oh my God, it's a monster. She lived there alone? I wouldn't be caught dead alone in there. It would creep me out.

Bryan Becket: I can't wait to get in there. I hear there's all kinds of antiques, even a wine cellar.

Sully: You hear? Oh, that's right. This is the aunt that didn't like you, so she never invited you over.

Bryan Becket: I don't care if she didn't like me. She's dead now. I'm inviting myself over.

Sully: Yeah, but why didn't she like you?

Bryan Becket: Don't know.

Sully: You know, I gotta admit I find this all very, very intriguing.

Bryan Becket: Well, you also find astrology intriguing, and it's not.

[Beckett and Sully tour the house]

Sully: Yeah, but, you know, something still doesn't add up, you know? You got your classic mystery here. Don't you see that?

Bryan Becket: Yeah, it's right up there with crop circles.

Sully: Okay. You know what? I don't care how high your IQ test scores were. You lack common curiosity, and that's a flaw. It is. And I've got it. You know, I'm curious all day long, I'm like a two-year-old.

[Beckett smiles]

Bryan Becket: You want to hear my theory on my aunt?

Sully: [excitedly] You have a theory?

Bryan Becket: I don't think she was the saint that everybody thought she was. I think she was hiding something, about herself or about her past. And she feared being around someone like me: someone who was smart and shared her blood, I just might figure it out. It's a pretty juicy theory. It's right up your alley. What do you think, Sull?

[Sully suddenly gasps; his eyes roll up in his head, and he staggers]

Bryan Becket: Sully! Sully!

[Sully collapses against a table, sending a silver tea set crashing to the floor]

Bryan Becket: Hey!

[Beckett runs to him]

Bryan Becket: Sully? Sully? Where's your juice?

[He begins looking through the pockets of Sully's suit]

Bryan Becket: Where's your juice? Where's your - oh, okay. I got it. All right, just hang on, pal, you're gonna be fine. Let's just get some juice in you.

Sully: [whispers] There's something upstairs in the closet. Behind the crucifix.

[Bryan has just learned that his aunt had written up a will, and that he does not inherit the house]

Bryan Becket: Then who the hell did she leave the house to?

Sully: The Delano Institute.

Bryan Becket: Why would she...

Sully: I don't know why, but she left it to a particular department there, run by one Dr. Warren Koven.

Bryan Becket: Okay. What do we know about this Koven guy?

Sully: He runs a sleep lab.

Bryan Becket: Which is what, exactly?

Sully: I don't know. I assume it's a lab where people sleep. And now they've got your house, I'm sure they're gonna sleep a lot easier.

[Sully has confronted Becket about his poor showing in the courtroom]

Bryan Becket: And all this on no sleep. Shepard gave me some pills for it, but they prove to be totally worthless, except when you mix them with Scotch, they tend to, you know, sorta enhance the Scotch. But, no, I can't concentrate on getting dressed, much less a court case! And about the only thing keeping me going these days is a morbid curiosity of where exactly it'll be that I totally fucking lose it!

[Sully uncomfortably glances over his shoulder, where he sees people are eavesdropping, with jaws dropped]

Bryan Becket: So. How do you like our new relationship so far? The opening-up thing?

Sully: [Sully hesitates, then whispers:] I like it better.

Bryan Becket: [swallows] Well, bless your heart, partner. I think it rots.

Sully: Hey guys, do you think we can do the interview now?

Rick: Yeah, uh... so what are we doing again?

Sully: You know, I just graduated from film school and wanted to make a documentary, and I thought this would be an interesting story.

Bun: This won't be a bad story, will it?

Sully: Oh no, it's not bad at all.

Bun: Good. The last person that did a bad story on us was found with a sword in her like Joan of Arc.

Robin: I thought Joan of Arc was burned at the stake?

Tom: No, I'm pretty sure she was accused of being a witch and drowned.

Bun: No, I think that was Alice Cooper.

Sully: [about his virgin girlfriend] Either I'm terrifically well-endowed or she's terrifically not. The girl's so tight she makes Fort Knox look like a flea market.