Greg Focker: Pam, I don't hate cats. I don't hate cats. I just happen to be more of a dog lover.
Greg Focker: O dear God… thank you. You are such a good God to us, a kind and gentle… and accommodating God. And we thank you, O sweet, sweet Lord of hosts… for the… smorgasbord you have so aptly lain at our table this day… and each day… by day. Day by day by day. O dear Lord, three things we pray. To love Thee more dearly, to see Thee more clearly, to follow Thee more nearly… day by day… by day. Amen.
Dina Byrnes: I had… I had no idea you could milk a cat.
Greg Focker: Oh, yeah, you can milk anything with nipples.
Jack Byrnes: I have nipples, Greg. Could you milk me?
Greg Focker: I was scared of your dad back when I thought he was a florist. It's wonderful to know I've actually got a CIA spy-hunter on my ass.
Greg Focker: If you would take a second and take the little sticks out of your head and clean out your ears, maybe you would see that I'm a person who has feelings, and all I have to do is do what I wanna do! All I wanna do is hold onto my bag and not listen to you! The only way that I would ever let go of my bag would be if you came over here now and tried to pry it from my dead, lifeless fingers. OK? If you can get it from my kung fu grip, then you can come and have it. OK? Otherwise, step off, bitch.
Jack Byrnes: Gaylord Focker… will you be my son-in-law?
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