''Amid the chaos of that day, when all I could hear was the thunder of gunshots, and all I could smell was the violence in the air, I look back and am amazed that my thoughts were so clear and true, that three words went through my mind endlessly, repeating themselves like a broken record: you're so cool, you're so cool, you're so cool. And sometimes Clarence asks me what I would have done if he had died, if that bullet had been two inches more to the left. To this, I always smile, as if I'm not going to satisfy him with a response. But I always do. I tell him of how I would want to die, but that the anguish and the want of death would fade like the stars at dawn, and that things would be much as they are now. Perhaps. Except maybe I wouldn't have named our son Elvis.''

True Romance - one of the finest films ever made.

A few of Clints best

I know what you're thinking. "Did he fire six shots or only five?" Well, to tell you the truth, in all this excitement I kind of lost track myself. But being as this is a .44 Magnum, the most powerful handgun in the world, and would blow your head clean off, you've got to ask yourself one question: Do I feel lucky? Well, do ya, punk?

Dying aint much of a living boy!

Right turn Clyde

And of course...

Go ahead punk... Make my day!

Not forgetting,"Are you goin` to pull those pistols,or whistle Dixie?"

"You're right, she does taste like a peach"

(If Patricia Arquette tastes like peach, does she count as one of your five a day, and where can I get some?)

Be advised. I'm mean, nasty and tired. I eat concertina wire and mickey napalm and I can put a round in a flea's ass at 200 meters. So why don't you go hump somebody else's leg, mutt face, before I push yours in.

"When a naked man is chasing a woman through an alley with a butcher's knife and a hard-on, I figure he isn't out collecting for the Red Cross!"

Gonzales: There is one question, Inspector Callahan: Why do they call you "Dirty Harry"?
De Georgio: Ah that's one thing about our Harry, doesn't play any favorites! Harry hates everybody: Limeys, Micks, Hebes, Fat Dagos, Niggers, Honkies, Chinks, you name it.
Gonzales: How does he feel about Mexicans?
De Georgio: Ask him.
Harry Callahan: Especially Spics.

She looks delicious in it, my word

" And finally on drums , Mica ' don't f... With me ' Wallace , ladies and gentlemen , I give you , The Commitments "

From THE finest music , nay THE finest film ever

Joan Sims "Lets go outside (Brighton Promenade), there's a cracking frontier!"

Sid James (Points to Joan Sims' chest) "There's a cracking front THERE, and all!"

And another from Outlaw Josey Wales.-''Don't mickey down my back and tell me it's raining''.John Vernon as Fletcher.