"disco blows dogs for quarters man" -trip in detroit rock city
“You knew we were going to let you go?”
Bosses are never hard to fathom.
“Chinaski, you haven’t been pulling your weight for a month and you know it.”
“A guy busts his damned ass and you don’t appreciate it.”
“You haven’t been busting your ass, Chinaski.”
I stared down at my shoes for some time. I didn’t know what to say. Then I looked at him. “I’ve given you my time. It’s all I’ve got to give–it’s all any man has. And for a pitiful buck and a quarter an hour.”
“Remember you begged for this job. You said your job was your second home.”
” . . .my time so that you can live in your big house on the hill and have all the things that go with it. If anybody has lost anything on this deal, on this arrangement . . .I’ve been the loser. Do you understand?”
Pickle Factory Boss: Writer, huh? Are you sure?
Chinaski: No, I'm not. I'm halfway through a novel.
Pickle Factory Boss: What's it about?
Chinaski: Everything.
Pickle Factory Boss: It's about... cancer?
Chinaski: Yes.
Pickle Factory Boss: How about my wife?
Chinaski: She's in there too.
I decided to clean up the apartment. I thought I must be turning into a fag.
-Give me one good reason I shouldnt shoot you in the face.
-I´m driving.
From Billy Madison:
"No, I will not make out with you. Did ya hear that? this girl wants to make out with me in the middle of class. You got Chlorophyll Man up there talking about God knows what and all she can talk about is making out with me. I'm here to learn, everybody, not to make out with you. Go on with the chlorophyll."