Memorable movie speeches.

[The Serge]

Star Wars: Return of the Jedi when Palpatine almost kills Luke, and talks trash the entire time!:

Luke stares defiantly at the Emperor as his father's broken breathing hissing behind him. A look of shock and rage lurks across the Emperor's face before the decripid old man's visage becomes one of resolve.

Palpatine slowly points at Luke with one hand. The Emperor says, "If you will not be turned," he lifts the other hand and Luke senses... something, "you will be destroyed!"

Bolts of lightning surge from the Emperor's crooked fingers, blasting into Luke and knocking over a pylon. The pain is... immeasurable. Although Luke can smell the burning flesh -- his burning flesh -- the real pain is within his soul. It's been scorched by something unknown and yet terribly familiar. He tries to struggle to his feet, but his limbs will not respond. Even if they did, he would have fallen back to the ground for another bolt of energy arcs across his pain wracked body.

He hears the Emperor's voice. "Young fool. Only now, at the end, do you understand."

Again, the dark energy tortures him. Luke screams. He never screamed so loud. Never screamed so hard. Never felt such pain. It hurt more than seeing his aunt and uncle's bodies. It hurt more than learning the truth of his heritage. It hurt more than anything.

He hears the Emperor's padded footsteps. "Your feeble skills are no match for the power of the Dark Side!" the Dark Lord of the Sith declares as he punctuates his statement with more of the assault. "You will pay for your lack of vision!"

Now the bombardment is an endless stream of agony. In the back of Lukes mind, he knows that his father stirs. He cries out, "Father, help me! Father, please!" But there is no salvation. There is no release. Just the torment.

Abruptly it stops. Luke can't see the Emperor's face. But, if he could, he would have seen the wrinkled face, filled with merciless Evil staring down with him with nothing but contempt. But, he hears the voice. The soulless voice. "And now young Skywalker... You will die[/]." Luke can hear the smile slither onto the Emperor's face. He can hear the skin crack and peel. Then, he knows only agony.

 

[Dimwhit]

Caddyshack: Bill Murray explaining enlightenment "So I jump ship in Hong Kong and make my way over to Tibet, and I get on as a looper at a course over in the Himalayas. A looper, you know, a caddy, a looper, a jock. So, I tell them I'm a pro jock, and who do you think they give me? The Dalai Lama, himself. Twelfth son of the Lama. The flowing robes, the grace, bald... striking. So, I'm on the first tee with him. I give him the driver. He hauls off and whacks one---big hitter, the Lama---long, into a ten-thousand foot crevasse, right at the base of this glacier. Do you know what the Lama says? Gunga galunga... gunga, gunga-galunga. So we finish the eighteenth and he's gonna stiff me. And I say, "Hey, Lama, hey, how about a little something, you know, for the effort, you know." And he says, "Oh, uh, there won't be any money, but when you die, on your deathbed, you will receive total consiousness." So I got that goin' for me, which is nice."

Awesome, Pseudonym! Great, great speech!

 

[Tarrasque Wrangler]

Grapes of Wrath: "I'll be all around in the dark - I'll be everywhere. Wherever you can look - wherever there's a fight, so hungry people can eat, I'll be there. Wherever there's a cop beatin' up a guy, I'll be there. I'll be there in the way guys yell when they're mad. I'll be there in the way kids laugh when they're hungry and they know supper's ready, and when people are eatin' the stuff they raise and livin' in the houses they built - I'll be there, too."

Godfather: "I never wanted this for you. I work my whole life - I don't apologize - to take care of my family, and I refused to be a fool, dancing on the string held by all those bigshots. I don't apologize - that's my life - but I thought that, that when it was your time, that you would be the one to hold the string. Senator Corleone; Governor Corleone. Well, it wasn't enough time, Michael. It wasn't enough time."

Dr. Strangelove: General Ripper refers to Clemenceau to explain his actions to Group Capt. Mandrake: "He said war was too important to be left to the generals. When he said that, 50 years ago, he might have been right. But today, war is too important to be left to politicians. They have neither the time, the training, nor the inclination for strategic thought. I can no longer sit back and allow Communist infiltration, Communist indoctrination, Communist subversion and the international Communist conspiracy to sap and impurify all of our precious bodily fluids."

 

[Dragonblade]

Rambo First Blood:

Rambo: Nothing is over! Nothing! You just don't turn it off! It wasn't my war! You asked me I didn't ask you! And I did what I had to do to win, for somebody who wouldn't let us win! Then I come back to the world, and I see all those maggots at the airport, protestin' me, spittin', callin' me a baby killer and all kinds of vile crap! Who are they to protest me?! Huh?! Who are they?! Unless they been me and been there and know what the hell they yellin' about!

 

[Richards]

From A Clockwork Orange, when Alex (with his gang) calls out rival thug Billyboy (and his gang):

"Well if it isn't stinking, fat, billy goat Billyboy in poison! How art thou, thou globby bottle of cheap, stinking chip oil? Come and get one in the yarbles, if you have any yarbles, you eunich jelly thou."

Gotta love that nadsat language!

Johnathan

 

[2d6]

Atticus Finch in To Kill a Mockingbird - Gentlemen, I shall be brief, but I would like to use my remaining time with you to remind you that the case of Mayella Ewell vs. Tom Robinson is not a difficult one. To begin with, this case should have never come to trial. The state of Alabama has not produced one iota of medical evidence that shows that the crime Tom Robinson is charged with ever took place. This case is as simple as black and white. It requires no minute sifting of complicated facts, but it does require you to be sure beyond all reasonable doubt as to the guilt of the defendant.
Miss Ewell did something that in our society is unspeakable: she is white, and she tempted a Negro. The defendant is not guilty, but someone in this courtroom is. I have nothing but pity in my heart for the chief witness for the state, but my pity does not extend so far as to her putting a man's life at stake. She knew full well the enormity of her offense, but because her desires were stronger than the code she was breaking, she persisted. The state of Alabama has relied solely upon the testimony of two witnesses who's evidence has not only been called into serious question, but has been flatly contradicted by the defendant.
I need not remind you of their appearance and conduct on the stand. They have presented themselves in the cynical confidence that their testimony would not be doubted. They were confident that you, the jury, would go along with the evil assumption that all Negro's lie, and are immoral. Mr. Robinson is accused of rape, when it was she who made the advances on him. He put his word against two white people's, and now he is on trial for no apparent reason- except that he is black.
Thomas Jefferson once said that all men are created equal, a phrase that the government is fond of hurling at us. There is a tendency in this year of grace, 1935, for certain people to use that phrase out of context, to satisfy all conditions. We know that all men are not created equal in the sense that some people would have us believe. Some people are smarter than others, some people have more opportunity because they are born with it, some men have more money than others, and some people are more gifted than others.
But there is one way in this country in which all men are created equal. An institution that makes a pauper the equal of a Rockefeller, the ignorant man the equal of any president, and the stupid man the equal of Einstein. That institution is the court. But a court is only as sound as its jury, and the jury is only as sound as the men who make it up.
I am confident that you gentlemen will review without passion the evidence you have heard, come to a decision, and restore the defendant to his family. In the name of God, gentlemen, believe Tom Robinson.

Dr Evil in thearpy -

Dr. Evil: The details of my life are quite inconsequential.
Therapist (Carrie Fisher): Oh no, please, please, let's hear about your childhood.
Dr Evil: Very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink, he would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Some times he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy, the sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical, summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds, pretty standard really. At the age of 12 I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen, a Zoroastrian woman named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum, it's breathtaking, I suggest you try it.
Therapist: You know, we have to stop.

 

[Ankh-Morpork Guard]

Have to say, my picks have already been mentioned. Independence Day, RotK, Godfather, Return of the Jedi, and ESPECIALLY the whole "I love the smell of napalm in the morning" speech from Apocolypse Now.

 

[replicant2]

From Excalibur

From John Boorman's excellent film "Excalibur":

"And look upon this moment. Savor it. Rejoice with great gladness. Great gladness! Remember it always. For you are joined by it. You are one, under the stars. Remember it well then, this night, this great victory. So that in the years ahead, you can say, I was there, that night, with Arthur, the King! For it is the doom of men that they forget."

-- Merlin, speaking to gathered knights after the land is finally united.

 

[Wolf72]

I kinda liked Samuel L. Jackson's speech in Deep Blue Sea.

Also G'Kar's speech at the end of season 3 Babylon 5.

Deep Blue Sea seconded!

... and the BAB5 one about not going quietly into the night ...

 

[Henry]

Not a speech, so much as a dialogue, from the Jack Nicholson Movie Wolf:

Roy: How many investors do we have?
Will Randall: I don't know. Haven't called any yet.
Roy: But you want me to say it anyway?
Will Randall: Yes.
Roy: Second thing: Is any of this true?
Will Randall: Not yet.
Roy: You are my God.