Daniel: If you hang onto the past you die a little each day.
Claude Kersek: You're scared. But that's Ok. I want you to savor that fear. The south was born in fear. Fear of the Indian, fear of the slave, fear of the damn Union. The south has a fine tradition of savoring fear.
Max Cady: It's not necessary to lay a foul tongue on me my friend. I could get upset. Things could get out of hand. Then in self defense, I could do something to you that you would not like, right here.
Max Cady: Every man... every man has to go through hell to reach paradise.
Max Cady: You learn about loss.
Max Cady: You ready to be born again, Miss Bowden?
Max Cady: I'm going to chop you into 42 pieces.
[Max Cady stares at Mrs Bowden]
Max Cady: Mmm mmm, hot as a fire cracker on the fourth of July.
Prison Guard: What about your books?
Max Cady: Already read 'em.
Max Cady: Granddaddy used to handle snakes in church, Granny drank strychnine. I guess you could say I had a leg up, genetically speaking.
Max Cady: Counselor, could you be there?
Max Cady: I am like God, and God like me. I am as large as God, He is as small as I. He cannot above me, nor I beneath Him be. Selatius, 17th Century.
Max Cady: Your mommy's not happy... your daddy's not happy, and you know what? You're not happy.
Claude Kersek: Well, gee golly gosh. I sure am sorry I offended you, you white trash piece of shit.
[Max Cady bares his heavily tattooed body]
Lieutenant Elgart: I don't know whether to look at him or read him.
|
