The Stranger Quotes in Unleashed (2005)

The Stranger: Do you want me to step into the dance?

Jonesy: HEY! Lawman says you can tell me what happened to my friends.

The Stranger: They're all dead.

Jonesy: What killed them?

The Stranger: Bad manners.

[repeated line]

The Stranger: My name's not bitch!

The Stranger: I miss that sweet ass leg of mine!

The Stranger: I'm going to slice out your eyes, and your balls. And then I am going to stick your eyes in your ball sacks. And then I will take your balls, and I will put them in your eyeholes!

[last lines]

Stu 'Stuey' Ungar: I was always leaving here with you, wasn't I?

The Stranger: Yeah. You did good anyway.

Stu 'Stuey' Ungar: Really? Thanks. We could play a couple of hands for, you know...

The Stranger: Never much good at cards.

The Stranger: Take it easy, Dude.

The Dude: Oh, yeah!

The Stranger: I know that you will.

The Dude: Yeah, well - the Dude abides.

[Exits with beers in hand]

The Stranger: [to the camera] The Dude abides. I don't know about you but I take comfort in that. It's good knowin' he's out there. The Dude. Takin' 'er easy for all us sinners.

[first lines]

The Stranger: [voiceover] Way out west there was this fella... fella I wanna tell ya about. Fella by the name of Jeff Lebowski. At least that was the handle his loving parents gave him, but he never had much use for it himself. Mr. Lebowski, he called himself "The Dude". Now, "Dude" - that's a name no one would self-apply where I come from. But then there was a lot about the Dude that didn't make a whole lot of sense. And a lot about where he lived, likewise. But then again, maybe that's why I found the place so darned interestin'. They call Los Angeles the "City Of Angels." I didn't find it to be that, exactly. But I'll allow there are some nice folks there. 'Course I can't say I've seen London, and I ain't never been to France. And I ain't never seen no queen in her damned undies, so the feller says. But I'll tell you what - after seeing Los Angeles, and this here story I'm about to unfold, well, I guess I seen somethin' every bit as stupefyin' as you'd see in any of them other places. And in English, too. So I can die with a smile on my face, without feelin' like the good Lord gypped me. Now this here story I'm about to unfold took place back in the early '90s - just about the time of our conflict with Sad'm and the I-raqis. I only mention it because sometimes there's a man... I won't say a hero, 'cause, what's a hero? But sometimes, there's a man. And I'm talkin' about the Dude here. Sometimes, there's a man, well, he's the man for his time and place. He fits right in there. And that's the Dude, in Los Angeles. And even if he's a lazy man - and the Dude was most certainly that. Quite possibly the laziest in Los Angeles County, which would place him high in the runnin' for laziest worldwide. But sometimes there's a man, sometimes, there's a man. Aw. I lost my train of thought here. But... aw, hell. I've done introduced him enough.

The Stranger: There's just one thing, Dude.

The Dude: And what's that?

The Stranger: Do you have to use so many cuss words?

The Dude: What the fuck you talking about?

The Stranger: Okay, Dude. Have it your way.

The Stranger: Sometimes you eat the bear, and sometimes, well, he eats you.

The Stranger: I like your style, Dude.

The Dude: Well, I dig your style too, man. Got the whole cowboy thing goin'.

The Stranger: Thankee.

The Stranger: It was a pretty good story. Don't you think? It made me laugh to beat the band. Parts, anyway. I didn't like seein' Donny go. But, then I happen to know that there's a little Lebowski on the way. I guess that's the way the whole durned human comedy keeps perpetuatin' itself down through the generations. Westward the wagons, across the sands of time until we - ah, look at me. I'm ramblin' again.

The Stranger: Darkness warshed over the Dude - darker'n a black steer's tookus on a moonless prairie night. There was no bottom.

[last lines]

The Stranger: Say, friend - you got any more of that good sarsaparilla?

The Stranger: How have things been going?

The Dude: Well, you know, strikes and gutters, ups and downs.

The Stranger: [Last line] Say, friend, you got any more of that good Sarsaparilla?

The Stranger: Give me that rifle!

Cable Hogue: I'll give you what's in it!

The Stranger: I want a couple of hamburgers... and I'd like them raw.

The Stranger: They send you to take me back?

Jane: No, who?

The Stranger: Don't you know? The people who lock you up.

Jane: Why do they want to lock you up?

The Stranger: [Matter-of-factly] Oh, so they can hurt me. They put you in a shirt with long sleeves, and they pour ice water on you.

The Stranger: Let's proceed with caution. These madmen could eat us.

The Time Traveller: They liked your hair.

The Stranger: Of course, I'm a writer. Writer's always have good hair.

Lizzie: I had a good time tonight.

The Stranger: Don't sound so surprised.

[pause]

The Stranger: He's got your eyes. They... pull you right in.

Lizzie: Don't know what to say to that

The Stranger: You don't have to say anything.

Lizzie: You don't have to say nice things to me. I'm not paying you for that.

The Stranger: So why don't you want to hear them?

Lizzie: We had an arrangement. You broke it.

The Stranger: One more day that's all.

Lizzie: No, no, no. I want you to go now. It's over, do you hear me, it's over.

The Stranger: My ship sails on Monday. There is only one more day.

Lizzie: Who the hell do you think you are? Who gave you the right to come in here and behave like this?

The Stranger: You did.

The Stranger: Frankie's a very... very lucky boy.

Lizzie: How'd you figure that one out? I'm his mother and I lie to him every single day.

The Stranger: No. No, you protect him every single day

Lizzie: It must be some life, seeing all those different places.

The Stranger: You should know... you've been writing from them for years.

Lizzie: Right, if he's not back in five minutes, I'm going to the docks myself.

Nell: How do you even know that's where he is?

Lizzie: Where would you go if it was you?

The Stranger: He won't go on that ship.

Nell: How do you know what he would do? You've not even met him.

The Stranger: He doesn't want to spoil the surprise. If I was a betting man -

[Nell glares at the Stranger]

The Stranger: which I'm not, I'd put money on it.

Lizzie: I don't have much, but, I'll pay you what I can.

The Stranger: [picks up and looks at a photo of a baby Frankie, pauses] What time do you want me to be there?

The Stranger: Have you met Miss Langtry?

Judge Roy W. Bean: No, I never met her. I never met the sun, I never shook hands with the moon, and I've never been introduced to no clouds.

The Stranger: As with all matters congruent with natural laws of the universe: where there's day, there's night; if there's a Right Eye, there's also a Left Eye.

The Stranger: Between the third and the fourth dimension lies a hub. It belongs to neither space nor time. And it is this hub that hosts a temporary shelter to fugitives of the undead floating around between dimensions, refusing to rest in peace. They call this the 'Realm of Hub'.

Sheriff Eben Oleson: Hell of a day.

The Stranger: Just you wait.

The Stranger: Mr. and Mrs. Sheriff. So sweet. So helpless against what is coming.

Stella Oleson: He's just trying to freak us out.

Jake Oleson: It's working.

Sheriff Eben Oleson: We have more important things to think about. I'll check on Gus.

The Stranger: Check on Gus. Board the windows. Try to hide. They're coming. This time they're gonna take me with them... honor me. Yeah. For all that I have done.

Sheriff Eben Oleson: They? Who are they?

The Stranger: No way out of town. No one coming to help.

Jake Oleson: Shut up.

Helen Munson: Ignore him, Jake.

The Stranger: You can feel it. That cold ain't the weather. That's death approaching. Who do you think they're gonna take first? The girl, who thinks a gun will help her? The kid, sheriff's kid? Or the old gal?

Jake Oleson: Shut up!

[Jake throws a board game piece at the Stranger]

The Stranger: Oh... yeah... thank you, for the plastique. I can snap that apart and pick the lock.

The Stranger: No whiskey. No rum.

Lucy Ikos: Alcohol's illegal this month. Folks have hard enough time in the dark without booze making it worse.

The Stranger: Well forget about... the liquor, Lucy. Just bring me a bowl of raw hamburger.

Lucy Ikos: You can only get meat two ways around here - frozen or burned.

[the Stranger grabs Lucy's hand]

The Stranger: You don't bring me what I want to eat. What I want to drink.

Sheriff Eben Oleson: That's enough, pal. Leave the lady be.

[the Stranger releases Lucy, and Eben sits down next to him at the counter]

Sheriff Eben Oleson: Hey, what do you say the two of us go outside and have a little talk, huh?

The Stranger: Now what's wrong with a man who wants a little fresh meat?

Sheriff Eben Oleson: Come on. You and me. Let's go. I'm taking you outside.

[the Stranger suddenly gets up and faces him]

The Stranger: I would like to see that.

[after getting shot in the arm by Eben]

The Stranger: You shithead.

The Stranger: They didn't take me.

Sheriff Eben Oleson: Who did they take?

The Stranger: [upset] They didn't take me!

Sheriff Eben Oleson: All right, time to talk. Who are you here with? Who are you here with?

[the Stranger whimpers in pain]

Sheriff Eben Oleson: Who did that to Gus?

The Stranger: You're a dead man.

Sheriff Eben Oleson: Where are they?

The Stranger: [while foaming at the mouth] I don't talk to dead men. I don't talk to dead men!

Sheriff Eben Oleson: Well, if I'm dead no one lets you loose from here.

The Stranger: You're all dead!

The Stranger: Have you ever been shot with a tranquilizer gun?

Lance Reed: No. Why? OH!

[bang]

The Stranger: Here's what's gonna happen. You're gonna go home, you're gonna kiss your wife, and you're gonna tell her that ya love her.

Lance Reed: 'kay. That sounds good so far. Anything else?

The Stranger: That's it. Oh, but you're never to mention the fact that you know she fucked your brother. You're not gonna yell at her, you're not gonna leave her, you're gonna spend the rest of your life with her - and every time you kiss her, you're gonna know that your brother shot a huge wad down her throat.

The Stranger: Do you think I'm stupid?

Lance Reed: No, I think you're psychotic, but the real question is how the fuck can you hear me?

The Stranger: I'll tell you what's left, buddy-boy - YOU! And I am gonna keep taking from you until I get what I want.

The Stranger: It's amazing the shit you can get off eBay these days for just $89.99.

The Stranger: Karma is a motherfucker.

The Stranger: Jack Wright? For some reason or other that name sounds familiar.

Jack Wright: Yeah, it should. I'm the local hero.

The Stranger: You don't say.

Jack Wright: You're looking at the man who shot the notorious Alvin Dennis from a distance of half a mile... with a slingshot.

Bear: Not the first time a gun's been pointed at me.

The Stranger: But it's gonna be the last.

J.T.: I don't like to keep time.

The Stranger: I don't like watches myself. It's one of things that can sneak up on ya.

J.T.: Watches?

The Stranger: Time.

[last lines]

Crackhead Joe: I came to warn you.

The Stranger: You came to warn me...

Crackhead Joe: Sure. See?

The Stranger: With a gun?

Crackhead Joe: Oh, I brought this for you. Take it.

Sarah Belding: Be careful. You're a man who makes people afraid, and that's dangerous.

The Stranger: It's what people know about themselves inside that makes 'em afraid.

Preacher: See here, you can't turn all these people out into the night. It is inhuman, brother. Inhuman!

The Stranger: I'm not your brother.

Preacher: We are all brothers in the eyes of God.

The Stranger: All these people, are they your sisters and brothers?

Preacher: They most certainly are.

The Stranger: ...Then you won't mind if they come over and stay at your place, will ya?

Bill Borders: Maybe you think you're fast enough to keep up with us, huh?

The Stranger: A lot faster than you'll ever live to be.

Lewis Belding: I got 18 people in my hotel! Where are they gonna go?

The Stranger: Out.

The Stranger: You're going to look pretty silly with that knife sticking out of your ass.

[last scene: the stranger is on his way out of town. He stops at the cemetary, where Mordecai is chiseling a gravestone]

Mordecai: I'm just about done here.

[pause]

Mordecai: I never did know your name...

The Stranger: Yes, you do.

[Mordecai stares at the stranger, confused]

The Stranger: Take care.

Mordecai: [salutes] Yes, sir, captain!

[the Stranger rides away. The camera pans back to reveal the writing on the gravestone: "MARSHAL JIM DUNCAN - REST IN PEACE"]

The Stranger: Wonder what took her so long to get mad?

Mordecai: Because maybe you didn't go back for more?

The Stranger: I like chicken, fried.

The Stranger: I'd like rifles and ammunition for everyone in the regiment.

Gunsmith: What regiment?

The Stranger: The city of Lago volunteer force

Gunsmith: Never heard of it

The Stranger: Well you should have because your in it.

The Stranger: Your feet ma'am are almost as big as your mouth.

[first lines]

The Stranger: Beer... and a bottle.

Lutie Naylor: Ain't much good, but it's all there is.

[brings drinks]

Lutie Naylor: You want anything else?

The Stranger: Just a peaceful hour to drink it in.

Mordecai: What about after we do it?

The Stranger: Hmm?

Mordecai: What do we do then?

The Stranger: Then you live with it.

The Stranger: I'd love to oblige you. But a man's got to get his rest sometime.

Sarah Belding: Oblige me?

The Stranger: But I tell you what, if you'd come back in about half hour, I'll see what I can do, all right?

Sheriff Dan Shaw: Well, I been needin' to talk with you; now's as good a time as any.

The Stranger: What about?

Sheriff Dan Shaw: Billy Borders.

The Stranger: Don't know the man.

Sheriff Dan Shaw: Well, you missed your chance; you shot him yesterday.

Mordacai: What did you say your name was again?

The Stranger: I didn't.

Mordecai: No. I guess you didn't at that, did you?

Lutie Naylor: [the stranger has bought a round for the house] Let's see, one round for the house plus the smoke; that comes to about eight dollars and fifty cents.

Sheriff Dan Shaw: [chuckling] There's no charge Lutie; you were at the meeting, anything he wants.

Lutie Naylor: I didn't know that mean free whiskey!

Sheriff Dan Shaw: Everybody's got to put something in the kitty.

The Stranger: [Reaches over a takes off Shaw's badge and pins it on Mordecai] 'Bout time this town had a new sheriff.

Mordacai: I'm the new sheriff!

[looks around the saloon]

Mordacai: I'm the new sheriff!

Mayor Jason Hobart: [laughing] I'm sorry, Dan; but you should have seen the look on your face when he took off your badge and pinned it on the runt.

Mordacai: I'm not a runt anymore; I'm the new sheriff!

The Stranger: [reaches over and takes off the mayor's hat and puts it on Mordecai] And the mayor. Any objections?

Mayor Jason Hobart: Uh, no.

Sheriff Dan Shaw: [after the Stranger blows up the hotel and shoots four men] What the hell happened?

The Stranger: Somebody left the door open and the wrong dogs came home.

The Stranger: [drinking] To your feet, Ma'am. They're not as big as your mouth.

The Stranger: Well, right now I don't feel too agreeable.

The Stranger: The only problem you've got Sheriff is a short supply of guts.

The Stranger: What makes you think I care?