Leonardo DiCaprio

Where to, Miss?

To the stars.

As long as you can still grab a breath, you fight. You breathe...keep breathing.

Revenge is in God's hands... not mine.

Is it true you killed an officer?

I just killed a man who was trying to kill my son.

I ain't afraid to die anymore. I'd done it already.

Revenge is in God's hands... not mine.

Revenge is in God's hands.

Revenge is in God's hands... not mine.

Revenge is in God's hands...

Revenge is in God's hands...

You killed my boy.

Or maybe you shoulda raised a man...instead of some girly little bitch!

He's afraid. He knows how far i came to find him.

He's afraid. He knows how far I came to find him.

He's afraid. He knows how far I came to find him.

I ain't afraid to die anymore. I've done it already

I ain't afraid to die anymore. I've done it already.

I'll let go!!!

I'll let go!

No you won't.

What do you mean no I won't? Don't presume to tell me what I will, will not do! You don't know me!

Well, you would of done it already.

Sold! To the man with the exceptional beard and his unexceptional nigga!

I knew that when I kissed this girl I would be forever wed to her. So I stopped. I stopped and I waited. I waited for a moment longer. Then I just let myself go.

Get in the boat!

My name is Frank Black from Monroe High School I have an interview with Mr. Harrison I wanna know everything there is about being a pilot.

One more moment, doctor!

Do you got fucking tapes? Of what? Costello was my informant! I was a rat? Fuck you, prove it! He was working for me, he was my informant!

Shut you're fucking mouth. Come on, get up!

What is this a citizen's arrest? Blow me! Alright, only one of us is a cop here Bill. You understand that Bill? No one knows who you fucking are!

Would you shut the fuck up!?

I'm a sergeant in the Massachusetts State Police, who the fuck are you? I erased you!

like old sport having you ever seem it before its all a custom job super charge engine.

Don't do it.

Stay back! Don't come any closer!

Come on, just give me your hand. I'll pull you over.

No, stay where you are! I mean it! I'll let go!

(He approaches slowly, gesturing to his cigarette to show that he is approaching merely to throw it over the side into the ocean) No, you won't.

What do you mean, "No, I won't"? Don't presume to tell me what I will and not do, you don't know me!

Well, you woulda done it already.

You're distracting me! Go away!

I'm not fucking leaving! The show goes on!

Is there anyone in the Five Points who you haven't fucked?!

Why will I take care of it?

Gilbert...

Hmm?

'Cause you're Gilbert.

'Cause I'm Gilbert.

Are you nervous?

No. Put your hands on me, Jack.

(stepping into the water after Rose rescue him) Oh shit this is cold! Shit, shit, shit.

You know why the Yankees always win, Frank?

Because they have Mickey Mantle?

No, it's because noone can keep their eyes off those damn pinstripes.

You know why the Yankees always win, Frank?

Because they have Mickey Mantle?

No, it's because noone can keep their eyes off those damn pinstripes.

You know why the Yankees always win, Frank?

Because they have Mickey Mantle?

No, it's because noone can keep their eyes off those damn pinstripes.

On a daily basis I consume enough drugs to sedate Manhattan, Long Island, and Queens for a month. I take Quaaludes 10-15 times a day for my "back pain", Adderall to stay focused, Xanax to take the edge off, pot to mellow me out, cocaine to wake me back up again, and morphine... Well, because it's awesome.

I am not gonna die sober!

Let me tell you something. There's no nobility in poverty. I've been a rich man and I've been a poor man. And I choose rich every fucking time.

I figure life's a gift and I don't intend on wasting it. You don't know what hand you're gonna get dealt next. You learn to take life as it comes at you... to make each day count.

You're a good liar.

Almost as good as you.

I promise.

Never let go.

I'll never let go, Jack. I'll never let go.

I don't know about you, but I intend to write a strongly worded letter to the White Star Line about all of this.

My warriors, who won't take 'No' for an answer. Who won't hang up the phone till their client either buys. Or fucking dies!

Still, give them to me young, hungry, and stupid. And in no time, I will make them rich.

I can't. I'm involved now. You let go, and I'm, I'm gonna have to jump in there after you.

Don't absurd. You'll be killed!

I'm a good swimmer.

The fall alone will kill you.

It would hurt. I'm not saying it wouldn't. Tell you the truth, I'm a lot more concerned about the water being so cold.

(pause. She looks down at the water. Jack is removing his boots) How cold?

Freezing. Maybe a couple degrees over. You've ever, uh, you've ever been to Wisconsin?

What?

At least as a rich man when I have to face my problems I show up at the back of a limo wearing a $2,000 suit and a $40,000 gold fucking watch.

I want you to deal with your problems by becoming rich!

Sell me this pen.

Sell me this pen.

You take your boy home, yeah?

If I was to sink my teeth into your eye right now, would you be able to stop me before I blinded you?

Give it a try.

That's the spirit.

Which would be worse - to live as a monster? Or to die as a good man?

with this script I'll teach each and every one of you to be the best

With this script, I'll teach each and every one of you to be the best.

was all this legal? absolutely not, but we were making more money then we knew what to do with

Was all this legal? Absolutely not but we were making more money then we knew what to do with.

My name is Jordan Belfort. The year I turned 26, I made 49 million dollars, which really pissed me off because it was three shy of a million a week.

There gonna have to send in the national guard if they wanna take me down

There gonna have to send in the national guard if they wanna take me down.

I ain't going anywhere!!

I ain't going anywhere!

Ther gonna have to call in the national guard to take me out, cause I aint going nowhere!!!!!!!

They're gonna have to call in the national guard to take me out, cause I ain't going nowhere!

Was all this legal? Absolutely not.

I don't want to die sober!!

I don't want to die sober!

Sometimes I wonder, will God ever forgive us for what we've done to each other? Then I look around and I realize... God left this place a long time ago.

Where is my beautiful sister?!

Where is my beautiful sister?

I'm the king of the world!

An idea is like a virus. Resilient. Highly contagious. And even the smallest seed of an idea can grow. It can grow to define or destroy you.

What is the most resilient parasite? Bacteria? A virus? An intestinal worm? An idea. Resilient... highly contagious. Once an idea has taken hold of the brain it's almost impossible to eradicate. An idea that is fully formed - fully understood - that sticks; right in there somewhere.

I'm sorry, Honey. I love this thing because you gave it to me. But the truth is... it is one fuckin' ugly tie!

Stephen, you have nails for breakfast? Whats the matter? Why you so ornery? You miss me?

Oh yes sir, I... I missed you. Like a, like a hog miss slop. Like a...a baby miss mammy's titty. I miss you like I misses a rock in my shoe.

You are an empty, empty hollow shell of a woman. I mean, what the hell are you doing in my house if you hate me so much? Why the hell are you married to me? What the hell are you doing carrying my child? I mean, why didn't you just get rid of it when you had the chance, because listen to me, listen to me, I got news for you, I wish to god that you had!

Yeah, shoot a cop Eitstein! Watch what happens!

Yeah, shoot a cop Einstein! Watch what happens!

What would happen is that this bullet would go right through your fucking head!

Where's Arnie?

You can't find me!

Mama! I want hot dogs!

Broomhilda is my property. And I can choose to do with my property, whatever I so desire.

Gentlemen, you had my curiosity, but now you have my attention.

Gentlemen, You Have My Curiosity. But You Have My Attention.

Gentlemen, you had my curiosity. But now you have my attention.

Why, Hello Old Sport!

I'm Gatsby.

Hey! You lay your palms flat on that tabletop! If you lift those palms off of that turtleshell tabletop, Mr. Pooch is gonna let loose through both ends of that sawed-off!

There have been a lot of lies said around this dinner table here tonight, but that you can believe!

Well, dreams, they feel real while we're in them right? Its only when we wake up then we realize that something was actually strange.

I'm the king of the world!

Everybody stop antagonizing my guest.

Where is my beautiful sister?

Gentleman, you had my curiosity, now you have my attention.

So, Moby tells me you looked over my african flesh and you were none too impressed, huh?

So, Moby tells me you looked over my African flesh and you were none too impressed, huh?

I've heard tell about you. I heard you been telling everybody them mandingos ain't no damn good, ain't nothing nobody is selling is worth buying - I'm curious. What makes you such a mandingo expert?

Is it empty? Is it empty? is it empty?! IS IT EMPTY?!

Is it empty? Is it empty? Is it empty?Is it empty!

No!

[notices that he's being followed] That price on my head, was that dead or alive?

That price on my head, was that dead or alive?

Not sure. See if he starts shooting.

You seen his portrait downstairs?

...mmm hmm...

Mmmhmmm.

Is your mouth all glued up with cunny juice? I asked you a question.

I said, I seen it sir.

You sir are a sore loser.

And you are an abysmal winner

Why don't they just rise up and kill the whites?

You can't repeat the past.

Can't repeat the past? Why of course you can.

In the end, they put candles on the bodies so's their friends, if they had any, could know them in the dark. The city did this free of charge. Shang, Jimmy Spoils, Hell-cat, McGloin, and more. Friend or foe, didn't make no difference now. It was four days and nights before the worst of the mob was finally put down. We never knew how many New Yorkers died that week before the city was finally delivered. My father told me we was all born of blood and tribulation, and so then too was our great city. But for those of us what lived and died in them furious days, it was like everything we knew was mildly swept away. And no matter what they did to build this city up again... for the rest of time... it would be like no one even knew we was ever here

In the end, they put candles on the bodies so's their friends, if they had any, could know them in the dark. The city did this free of charge. Shang, Jimmy Spoils, Hell-cat, McGloin, and more. Friend or foe, didn't make no difference now. It was four days and nights before the worst of the mob was finally put down. We never knew how many New Yorkers died that week before the city was finally delivered. My father told me we was all born of blood and tribulation, and so then too was our great city. But for those of us what lived and died in them furious days, it was like everything we knew was mildly swept away. And no matter what they did to build this city up again... for the rest of time... it would be like no one even knew we was ever here.

My father gave his life, making this country what it is. Murdered by the British with all of his men on the twenty fifth of July, anno domini, 1814. Do you think I'm going to help you befoul his legacy, by giving this country over to them, what's had no hand in the fighting for it? Why, because they come off a boat crawling with lice and begging you for soup.

When you kill a king, you don't stab him in the dark. You kill him where the entire court can watch him die.

Mulberry Street... and Worth... Cross and Orange... and Little Water. Each of the Five Points is a finger. When I close my hand it becomes a fist. And, if I wish, I can turn it against you.

How old are you, Amsterdam?

I'm not sure, sir. I never did quite figure it.

I'm forty-seven. Forty-seven years old. You know how I stayed alive this long? All these years? Fear. The spectacle of fearsome acts. Somebody steals from me, I cut off his hands. He offends me, I cut out his tongue. He rises against me, I cut off his head, stick it on a pike, raise it high up so all on the streets can see. That's what preserves the order of things. Fear.

Lord, place the steel of the Holy Spirit in my spine and the love of the Virgin Mary in my heart.

Southern hospitality dictates that I make her available to him.

Southern hospitality dictates I make her available to him.

I'm curious, what makes you such a mandingo expert?

I'm curious what makes you so curious

I'm curious what makes you so curious.

You sir are a sore loser

You sir are a sore loser.

And you are an abysmal winner

And you are an abysmal winner.

Alexander Dumas. He wrote "The Three Musketeers." I figured you must be an admirer. You named your slave after his novel's lead character. If Alexander Dumas had been there today, I wonder what he would have made of it?

Alexander Dumas. He wrote 'The Three Musketeers.' I figured you must be an admirer. You named your slave after his novel's lead character. If Alexander Dumas had been there today, I wonder what he would have made of it?

You doubt he'd approve?

Yes. His approval would be a dubious proposition at best.

Soft hearted Frenchie?

Alexander Dumas is black.

Bright day uh, Bright Boy?

Oh we weren't talking business yet, we were discussing my curiosity.

[about Mal] She had locked something away, something deep inside her. The truth that she had once known, but... she chose to forget. Limbo became her reality.

What happened when you woke up?

To wake up from that after, after years, after decades... after we'd become old souls thrown back into youth like that... I knew something was wrong with her. She just wouldn't admit it. Eventually, she told me the truth. She was possessed by an idea, this one, very simple idea, that changed everything. That our world wasn't real. That she needed to wake up to come back to reality, that, in order to get back home, we had to kill ourselves.

Dreams feel real while we're in them. It's only when we wake up that we realize something was actually strange.

[To Dlango and Dr. King Schultz] Come on over. We got us a fight going on that's a good bit of fun.

[to Dlango and Dr. King Schultz] Come on over. We got us a fight going on that's a good bit of fun.

[to Django and Dr. King Schultz] Come on over. We got us a fight going on that's a good bit of fun.

Leave me alone

Leave me alone.

I can't, It's my job

I can't, It's my job.

My name is Frank Abagnale. Not Abagnalee not Abagnaylee but Abagnale!