Blue Velvet (1986)
Dennis Hopper: Frank Booth
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Quotes
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Frank Booth : Hey you wanna go for a ride?
Jeffrey Beaumont : No thanks.
Frank Booth : No thanks? What does that mean?
Jeffrey Beaumont : I don't wanna go.
Frank Booth : Go where?
Jeffrey Beaumont : For a ride.
Frank Booth : A ride! Now that's a good idea!
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[repeated line]
Frank Booth : Fuck you, you fucking fuck!
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Frank Booth : What kind of beer do you like?
Jeffrey Beaumont : Heineken.
Frank Booth : [shouting] Heineken? Fuck that shit! Pabst Blue Ribbon! That's what you'll drink tonight!
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Frank Booth : Don't be a good neighbor to her. I'll send you a love letter,
Frank Booth : [shouting] straight from my heart, fucker! You know what a love letter is? It's a bullet from a fucking gun, fucker! You receive a love letter from me, you're fucked forever! You understand, fuck? I'll send you straight to hell, fucker!
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[repeated line]
Frank Booth : Now it's dark...
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Frank Booth : Let's fuck! I'll fuck anything that moves!
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Frank Booth : Baby wants to fuck! Baby wants to fuck Blue Velvet!
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Frank Booth : In dreams, I walk with you. In dreams, I talk to you. In dreams, you're mine, all the time. Forever. In dreams...
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Ben : To your health.
Frank Booth : Ah, shit, let's drink to something else. Let's drink to fucking. Yeah, say, "Here's to your fuck, Frank."
Ben : If you like, Frank. Here's to your fuck.
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Frank Booth : The candy-colored clown they call the Sandman.
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Frank Booth : You stay alive, baby. Do it for Van Gogh.
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Raymond : Do you want me to pour it Frank?
Frank Booth : No I want you to fuck it. Shit, yes, pour the fuckin' beer!
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[repeated line]
Frank Booth : Don't you fucking look at me!
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Frank Booth : What are you looking at?
Jeffrey Beaumont : Nothing.
Frank Booth : Don't you look at me, fuck!
[whispering]
Frank Booth : I shoot when I see the whites of the eyes.
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Frank Booth : Don't toast to my health, toast to my fuck!
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Dorothy Vallens : Hello, baby.
Frank Booth : Shut up! It's Daddy, you shithead! Where's my bourbon? Can't you fucking remember anything?
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Frank Booth : Suave! Goddamn you're one suave fucker!
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Paul : You ever been to pussy heaven?
Jeffrey Beaumont : [nervous tone] No.
Frank Booth : What did he say?
Paul : [sarcastic tone] He said, "Uh, no."
Raymond : Nope. Never been to pussy heaven.
[All laugh]
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Frank Booth : Here's to Ben!
[Frank punches Jeffrey in the face]
Frank Booth : Say, "Here's to Ben."
Jeffrey Beaumont : [scared to death] Here's to Ben.
Frank Booth : Be polite!
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Frank Booth : Let's hit the fuckin' road! We're giving our neighbor a joyride! Let's get on with it! Bye, Ben. Anyone want to go on a joyride with us? How about you, huh?
[to Dorothy]
Frank Booth : Hey, what's this? No smile for Frank? No? All right, fuck it! Let's go!
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[looking at Jeffrey]
Frank Booth : You're like me.
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Frank Booth : Hey, neighbor! You shit-for-brains, man! You forgot I have a police radio! One well-dressed fuckin' man knows where your fuckin' cute little butt's hidin'! Stupid fuck! Fuck with me, man! Here I come, ready or not! You fuck! I can hear your fuckin' radio, you stupid shit! You got about one fuckin' second to live, buddy! You're one sorry piece of shit, mister. Hey, pretty, pretty! What the fuck? Where are you? Where are you?
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Raymond : He's a pussy, Frank!
Frank Booth : Yeah, but he's our pussy.
[Looks at Dorothy]
Frank Booth : Ain't that right, tits?
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Frank Booth : Get ready to fuck! You fuckers fucker! You fucker!
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Frank Booth : We got to go to Ben's, right?
Paul : Right, we've got to see Ben.
Frank Booth : Oh yeah, we got to, got to, got to, got to.
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Frank Booth : [Face twitches listening to people sing]
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Frank Booth : I can hear your fucking radio you stupid shit!
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Frank Booth : Who are you?
Jeffrey Beaumont : I'm... just a neighbor.
Frank Booth : What's your name, neighbor?
Jeffrey Beaumont : Jeffrey.
Dorothy Vallens : He's a good kid, Frank.
Frank Booth : [to Dorothy] Shut the fuck up!
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Frank Booth : Get your fuckin' robe!
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Dorothy Vallens : You think I'm crazy don't you?
[pauses]
Dorothy Vallens : I want you to stay. Don't hate me.
Jeffrey Beaumont : I sure don't hate you.
Dorothy Vallens : I'm not crazy.
[pauses]
Dorothy Vallens : I know the difference between right and wrong!
Jeffrey Beaumont : That's good.
Dorothy Vallens : You're my special friend.
[walks toward Jeffrey, a knowing smile on her face]
Dorothy Vallens : I still have you inside of me!
[emboldened]
Dorothy Vallens : It helps me. I need you.
Jeffrey Beaumont : [slightly embarrassed by the frankness of her statement] I'll call you.
Dorothy Vallens : OK.
[pauses]
Dorothy Vallens : Soon?
Jeffrey Beaumont : [grunts an affirmative]
Dorothy Vallens : [opens door to apartment to let Jeffrey exit] Will you write to me?
Jeffrey Beaumont : Sure!
[Walks into corridor where Frank is approaching Dorothy's apartment]
Frank Booth : *Hey!*
[Dorothy & Jeffrey jump apart and Dorothy cowers against the door jamb of her apartment]
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Frank Booth : [On entering Dorothy Vallens' apartment where Jeffrey is hiding] Hey neighbour! You shit-for-brains, man! You forgot I have a police radio!
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Frank Booth : You've got about one second to live buddy!
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Frank Booth : Do it for Van Gogh.
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Frank Booth : Make sure that beer is cold! I hate warm beer man, it makes me fucking puke!