Wes Quotes in The Towering Inferno (1974)

Doug Roberts: [on security phone with Wes] Doug... I'm up on 83 with Will. Listen, we got a little wiring problem. If we've got an overload it could be trouble. Shut down as many of the Zone One systems as you can.

Wes: [into the phone] I'm afraid I can't do that, Mr. Roberts. We've got all the lights on for the dedication ceremony.

Doug Roberts: [in disbelief] All... you mean the whole building?

Wes: Well, we're taking the overload just fine.

Doug Roberts: [sharply] Well shut it down, right away!

Wes: But I can't do that without a direct okay from Mr. Duncan himself.

Doug Roberts: I'll accept the responsibility for that. Just turn off the goddamned lights!

Wes: What about the lights in the tower for the party?

Doug Roberts: I didn't say kill all the power, just the overload!

Wes: Yes sir, Mr. Roberts.

Wes: I know I shouldn't drink apple juice. It gives me gas.

Earl: You listen here Wes: one fart and you're walkin'.

Cindy: Well, well. It looks like the little slut's at it again.

Wes: Cut it out, Cindy, we're only talking.

Cindy: I know it's not your fault, Wes.

Brenda: Fuck off, bitch.

Wes: Sheriff!

Sheriff: Yessir.

[indicates a wanted poster depicting hooded bandits]

Wes: Who are they?

Sheriff: Not much to know about them 'cept for their hoods. They've been robbing banks all across the state of Texas since the war.

Wes: Well, they hit Twin Forks a couple days back.

Jack: Yeah, Sam Sheppard's dead, Ben.

Wes: They killed him and his whole posse.

Sheriff: [grimacing] Damn! They're good.

Wes: I figure if they ain't here yet, they're comin'.

Sheriff: You boys got any good news for me?

Billy: Well, hell, Sheriff - we're here!

Jack: So, Wes... do you think there's any chance in hell she's gonna let you take her in?

Syl: Well, she coulda killed him... She didn't.

Jack: If I go after her again, she's gonna have to kill me.

Syl: Well then, why go after her?

Wes: I gotta see this thing through. How we end it's up to her. You don't have to come along, Syl... Any of ya.

Syl: No, I'm comin'. I have to.

Jack: Me?

Wes: Yeah.

Jack: Well, I had to kill a fifteen-year-old girl. Even if I never understand why I had to do that, I still got to look her mother in the eye.

Wes: Billy?

Billy: They're outlaws... no different from Packer and his crowd. Hell, we went after them for a lot less reason.

Wes: All right then.

Hannah: I should have killed you when I had the chance.

Wes: We all make mistakes.

Wes: Jack?

The Widow: He'll live.

Wes: Syl?

Syl: [clutching his bleeding chest wound] Never better.

Wes: You're real good at making people love you, only problem is you've forgotten how to love anyone back.

Hannah: I didn't forget... I guess they took it from me when they killed my son...

[cocks gun]

Hannah: I'm sorry you ever met me.

Wes: Why'd you do it?

Hannah: Why'd I do what?

Wes: Try the bank, bitch, the old folks, the posse, any of it.

Hannah: You wouldn't understand.

Wes: Try me.

Hannah: War?

Wes: War?

Hannah: Yeah war.

Wes: My... what happened to my pa?

Hannah: Your pa was in the wrong place at the wrong time, he came around that corner just another uniform and I blew his brains out. You want me to say I'm sorry? Well I'm not.

Wes: Aw, man! We just got a little carried away that night, that's all! That buddy of yours; that was the first white man we ever killed, honest!

Wes: [after telling Carl he's been promoted for making money by giving out so many loans] Nice work, Carl. Now bump my fist.

[Carl bumps fists with Wes]

Norman: [Norman leans forward to join in and bump Wes' fist, but Wes sits back down, ignoring Norman] Ah, I missed it. I was going to fist you.

Leroy: In hockey, they hit a black puck around, why can't the puck be white.

Wes: Well on ice, a white puck might be difficult to see.

Leroy: I would expect you to say that.

Wes: Your daughter's got a gun to my head and I gotta watch my language - great!

Wes: What is this?

[Picks something off of Mark's suit jacket]

Wes: Is this cat hair?

Mark Bannister: It's Felix the Rat.

Wes: When do you get rid of these people?

Mark Bannister: Today!

Wes: Ethel, are you sure you're not tired?

Ethel: No, Ren did most of the driving.

Amy: [dreamily] If you ask me, Ren is a total fox.

Lulu: [shocked] Amy!

Wes: Where did you hear that? Ethel, do you see how television and those kinds of books influence children? You see?

Wes: Seems that a bunch of kids was raising some hell over at Burlington Cranton's property a few days back. Tore up the fields, turned over a tractor and everything. Today someone suggested to me there's been some trouble up at the high school. I think it was drugs. You don't happen to know anything about that, do you.

Ren: [Quietly] No.

Wes: What was that? I can't hear you.

Amy: He said no.

Lulu: Amy.

Ren: I said no, sir.

Wes: It seems that a lot of people are pointing the finger in your direction lately.

Ren: And what have they said?

Wes: What I have been telling you about the trouble and the drugs and... It just seems like you've had a lot of problems since you moved here. And I figured...

Ren: You figured where there's smoke there's fire, right?

Wes: Usually works like that. Now look Ren, you know that I would never try to take the place of your father.

Ren: Yeah well, there's no chance of that!

[Gets up and leaves the house]

Lulu: Ren!

Sarah: [Running over to the window] Uh oh, he's taking the car.

Wes: [after brick is thrown through window] "Burn in Hell?" This says "Burn in Hell"!

Wes: May I call you Pitbull?

Wes: What, the ass?

Wes: Bag of dicks!

Wes: I play the sax... but not in a casual way.

Wes: When people believe in boundaries, they become a part of them.

Wes: It shouldn't take too long.

Woman In Apartment: I'll be in the kitchen.

Wes: Have some bologna.

Woman In Apartment: I was obsessed with a plan.

Wes: What kind of a plan?

Woman In Apartment: Ambition... I don't remember the details. Some kind of slow panic about proving myself. Walking down the street was always difficult for me, it's a sensory overload. But somehow, I thought I could transcend it all through sheer force of will. It worked for a little while.

Wes: Your toilet plumbing is from the forties.

[first lines]

El Doctor: Everything okay?

Wes: [on a gurney] Yeah, I'm doing fine. Thanks for asking.

El Doctor: Oh, you're welcome.

Wes: My toes are kind of itching though. Kind of annoying. Where are we?

El Doctor: Pakistan.

Wes: Really?

El Doctor: No, not really.

Wes: Do you think I'm weak. I'm a girl, right? A little girl...

El Doctor: Little girls are not weak, they're very strong.

Wes: You're straight trippin', honey.

Alison: Don't call me honey. I didn't come from a bee.

Wes: This is the 'less work I done on a weekday since I was 4, 'less I was sick.