Name That Movie!

[MajGenl.Meade]

Get down off of there, roach! That record's just like Ex-Lax - every time I put it on, you have to go to the bathroom!

[Lord Jim]

That record's just like Ex-Lax - every time I put it on, you have to go to the bathroom!

[MajGenl.Meade]

[MajGenl.Meade]

Hey, Joe, tell these guys the story about the pussy being insured. What is it? Tell these guys how you stumbled on this whole thing. Tell them the story. Come on. Pussy insurance, the insurance pussies. Tell them that story.

Joe: Life is stranger than shit, that's all

You're too clever by half Big RR

[Big RR]

More like 2/3 wouldn't you say?

[MajGenl.Meade]

Police Chief Aiello: My son, where is he?

Noodles: Where do you think? He's in the maternity ward. He never left. He got restless, so he wanted to change his bed. The other kids got the same idea, so they wanted to change their beds. You got thirty, forty screaming babies jumping from one bed to another, switching tags. So now we do have a real problem.

Police Chief Aiello: Piece of shit, whoever you are! What the fuck? I want my son!

Noodles: Luckily, we were there to see that everything was under control. If you want, we can put everything back. Except you gotta meet us halfway.

Police Chief Aiello: Tell me!

Noodles: Why do you give a fuck who wins the strike?

Police Chief Aiello: That's got nothing to do with me!... What did I do?

Noodles: First of all, you let the scabs in. Second, you've got the cops in there protecting them.

Police Chief Aiello: I'm a cop!

Noodles: All right, shut the fuck up! Now listen very carefully: call off your dogs and let the strikers work it out with the bosses.

Police Chief Aiello: I want my son!

Noodles: Do that, and we'll give you the kid's number. If you don't, look for your kid yourself. So what's it gonna be?

Police Chief Aiello: Okay. I'll call my men off today.

Noodles: Attaboy. You know, for a rotten bastard son of a bitch... you're not as stupid as I thought. We'll be in touch.

Police Chief Aiello: When will you call?

Noodles: Don't worry, don't worry, we'll be in touch with you. Bye.

[Lord Jim]

[RayThom]

[MajGenl.Meade]

Nice try, LJ (ha ha) - wrong excruciatingly long, boring, dull, nothing happening, who cares opening ten minutes. But amazingly close; good call!

Here's your sign, RT:

[datsunaholic]

If LJ's "guess" is close, this one might be right next door:

[MajGenl.Meade]

Wrong side of

[Lord Jim]

Wrong side of...

Okay, well Detroit would be on the other side of the (fantasy) wall, so:










(Actually, I've known this one since the first quote...if nobody gets it today after all these give-away clues, I'll go ahead and take it... )

[MajGenl.Meade]

If you answer this, I'm outta here (RT, don't you dare!):

[datsunaholic]

[MajGenl.Meade]

Patrick 'Patsy' Goldberg: You know what? You know, I wish I was switched when I was a kid.
Noodles: What makes you think you weren't?

So close, dats! So close! Also it isn't this:

[datsunaholic]

last one...

[Big RR]

It looks like it's being narrowed down.

[Lord Jim]

Oh, alright:



Once Upon a Time in America

[RayThom]

Maybe this time:

[MajGenl.Meade]

Thank you, LJ - bless your little cotton socks!