Here, at Luis’s suggestion, the top lines from Raising Arizona:
- Smalls: You want to find an outlaw, hire an outlaw. You want to find a Dunkin’ Donuts, call a cop.
- Gale: H.I., you’re young and you got your health, what you want with a job?
- H.I.: Edwina’s insides were a rocky place where my seed could find no purchase.
- Policeman: Do you have any disgruntled employees?
Nathan Arizona Sr.: Hell, they’re all disgruntled. I ain’t running no damn daisy farm. My motto is “Do it my way or watch your butt!”
Policeman: Well, do you think any of them could’ve done it?
Nathan Arizona Sr.: Oh, don’t make me laugh. Without my say-so they wouldn’t piss with their pants on fire. - Evelle: Gale? Um, Junior just had a … an accident.
Gale: What’s that, pardner?
Evelle: He had hisself a little ol’ accident.
Gale: What do you mean? He looks okay.
Evelle: No. You see, moving though we are, he just went and had hisself a little ol’ rest stop. - Evelle: You know how to put these things on?
Grocer: Well, around the butt and up over the groin area.
Evelle: I know WHERE they go, old timer. I just want to know if I need pins or fasteners.
Grocer: Well, no, they got them tape-ettes already on there. It’s self-contained and fairly explanatory. - Policeman in Arizona house: What did the pyjamas look like?
Nathan Arizona Sr.: I don’t know – they were jammies! They had Yodas ‘n’ shit on ’em! - H.I.: But I saw an old couple being visited by their children, and all their grandchildren too. The old couple weren’t screwed up. And neither were their kids or their grandkids. And I don’t know. You tell me. This whole dream, was it wishful thinking? Was I just fleeing reality like I know I’m liable to do? But me and Ed, we can be good too. And it seemed real. It seemed like us and it seemed like, well, our home. If not Arizona, then a land not too far away. Where all parents are strong and wise and capable and all children are happy and beloved. I don’t know. Maybe it was Utah.
I’d probably say number 6 is my favorite.