Gran Torino – Movie Quotes

16 quotes
Gran Torino
Year: 
2008
Country: 
USA, Germany
Genres: 
Drama

Disgruntled Korean War veteran Walt Kowalski sets out to reform his neighbor, Thao Lor, a Hmong teenager who tried to steal Kowalski's prized possession: a 1972 Gran Torino.

— You don't know what you're talking about.
— You're wrong. I know exactly what I'm talking about. I may not be the most pleasant person to be around but I got the best woman that was ever on this planet to marry me. I worked at it. It was the best thing that ever happened to me. But you, you know, you're letting Click Clack, Ding Dong, and Charlie Chan just walk out with Miss What's-Her-Face. She likes you, you know? Though I don't know why.

- You don't know what you're talking about.
- You're wrong. I know exactly what I'm talking about. I may not be the most pleasant person to be around but I got the best woman that was ever on this planet to marry me. I worked at it. It was the best thing that ever happened to me. But you, you know, you're letting Click Clack, Ding Dong, and Charlie Chan just walk out with Miss What's-Her-Face. She likes you, you know? Though I don't know why.
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Walt Kowalski: — You could talk about a construction job you just came from and bitch about your girlfriend and your car. <...> Just talk about people who are not in the room. You could bitch about your boss making you work overtime when it's bowling night.
<...>
Thao: — Yeah, but I don't have a job, a car or a girlfriend.
Barber Martin:Jesus. I should've blown his head off when I had the chance.
Walt Kowalski: — Yeah. Maybe so. Now, okay, I want you to turn around and go outside… and come back, and don't talk about having no job… no car, no girlfriend, no future, no dick.

<b>Walt Kowalski:</b> - You could talk about a construction job you just came from and bitch about your girlfriend and your car. <...> Just talk about people who are not in the room. You could bitch about your boss making you work overtime when it's bowling night.
<...>
<b>Thao:</b> - Yeah, but I don't have a job, a car or a girlfriend.
<b>Barber Martin:</b> - Jesus. I should've blown his head off when I had the chance.
<b>Walt Kowalski:</b> - Yeah. Maybe so. Now, okay, I want you to turn around and go outside… and come back, and don't talk about having no job… no car, no girlfriend, no future, no dick.
<b>Walt Kowalski:</b> - You could talk about a construction job you just came from and bitch about your girlfriend and your car. <...> Just talk about people who are not in the room. You could bitch about your boss making you work overtime when it's bowling night.
<...>
<b>Thao:</b> - Yeah, but I don't have a job, a car or a girlfriend.
<b>Barber Martin:</b> - Jesus. I should've blown his head off when I had the chance.
<b>Walt Kowalski:</b> - Yeah. Maybe so. Now, okay, I want you to turn around and go outside… and come back, and don't talk about having no job… no car, no girlfriend, no future, no dick.
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Good afternoon, Walt.
— I told you I'm not going to confession.
— Why didn't you just call the police?
— What?
— I do work with some of the Hmong gang and I heard there was trouble in the neighborhood. Why didn't you call the police?
— Well… You know, I prayed that they would show up… but nobody answered.
— What were you thinking? Someone could have been killed. We're talking life and death here.
— When things go wrong, you gotta act quickly. When we were in Korea and a thousand screaming gooks came across our line we didn't call the police, we reacted.

- Good afternoon, Walt.
- I told you I'm not going to confession.
- Why didn't you just call the police?
- What?
- I do work with some of the Hmong gang and I heard there was trouble in the neighborhood. Why didn't you call the police?
- Well… You know, I prayed that they would show up… but nobody answered.
- What were you thinking? Someone could have been killed. We're talking life and death here.
- When things go wrong, you gotta act quickly. When we were in Korea and a thousand screaming gooks came across our line we didn't call the police, we reacted.
- Good afternoon, Walt.
- I told you I'm not going to confession.
- Why didn't you just call the police?
- What?
- I do work with some of the Hmong gang and I heard there was trouble in the neighborhood. Why didn't you call the police?
- Well… You know, I prayed that they would show up… but nobody answered.
- What were you thinking? Someone could have been killed. We're talking life and death here.
- When things go wrong, you gotta act quickly. When we were in Korea and a thousand screaming gooks came across our line we didn't call the police, we reacted.
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— There. You finally look like a human being again. You shouldn't wait so long between haircuts, you cheap son of a bitch.
— Yeah. Well, I'm surprised you're still around. I was always hoping you'd die and they'd get somebody who knew what they were doing. Instead you just keep hanging around like the doo-wop dago you are.
— That'll be 10 bucks, Walt.
— Ten bucks? Jesus Christ, Martin. What are you, half Jew or something? You keep raising the prices.
— It's been 10 bucks for the last five years, you hard-nosed, Polack son of a bitch.

- There. You finally look like a human being again. You shouldn't wait so long between haircuts, you cheap son of a bitch.
- Yeah. Well, I'm surprised you're still around. I was always hoping you'd die and they'd get somebody who knew what they were doing. Instead you just keep hanging around like the doo-wop dago you are.
- That'll be 10 bucks, Walt.
- Ten bucks? Jesus Christ, Martin. What are you, half Jew or something? You keep raising the prices.
- It's been 10 bucks for the last five years, you hard-nosed, Polack son of a bitch.
- There. You finally look like a human being again. You shouldn't wait so long between haircuts, you cheap son of a bitch.
- Yeah. Well, I'm surprised you're still around. I was always hoping you'd die and they'd get somebody who knew what they were doing. Instead you just keep hanging around like the doo-wop dago you are.
- That'll be 10 bucks, Walt.
- Ten bucks? Jesus Christ, Martin. What are you, half Jew or something? You keep raising the prices.
- It's been 10 bucks for the last five years, you hard-nosed, Polack son of a bitch.
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— All right. What are you good at?
— Like what?
— Well, that's what I'm asking. If you're gonna work for me, I gotta know what you're good at. I gotta know what you can do.
— I don't know.
— Well, that's kind of halfway what I expected you to say. You see that tree right there? You just go over there and count the birds.
— You want me to count the birds?
— Yeah, you can count. All you slopes are supposed to be good at math, right?
— Yeah, I can count.
— Good.
— One, two…

- All right. What are you good at?
- Like what?
- Well, that's what I'm asking. If you're gonna work for me, I gotta know what you're good at. I gotta know what you can do.
- I don't know.
- Well, that's kind of halfway what I expected you to say. You see that tree right there? You just go over there and count the birds.
- You want me to count the birds?
- Yeah, you can count. All you slopes are supposed to be good at math, right?
- Yeah, I can count.
- Good.
- One, two…
- All right. What are you good at?
- Like what?
- Well, that's what I'm asking. If you're gonna work for me, I gotta know what you're good at. I gotta know what you can do.
- I don't know.
- Well, that's kind of halfway what I expected you to say. You see that tree right there? You just go over there and count the birds.
- You want me to count the birds?
- Yeah, you can count. All you slopes are supposed to be good at math, right?
- Yeah, I can count.
- Good.
- One, two…
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Now, which brings us to our last item, and again… please excuse the language in Mr. Kowalski's will. I'm simply reading it the way it was written.
«And I'd like to leave my 1972 Gran Torino… to my friend, Thao Vang Lor on the condition that you don't chop-top the roof like one of those beaners don't paint any idiotic flames on it
like some white-trash hillbilly and don't put a big, gay spoiler on the rear end like you see on all the other zipperheads' cars. It just looks like hell. If you can refrain from doing any of that,
it's yours.»

Now, which brings us to our last item, and again… please excuse the language in Mr. Kowalski's will. I'm simply reading it the way it was written.
«And I'd like to leave my 1972 Gran Torino… to my friend, Thao Vang Lor on the condition that you don't chop-top the roof like one of those beaners don't paint any idiotic flames on it
like some white-trash hillbilly and don't put a big, gay spoiler on the rear end like you see on all the other zipperheads' cars. It just looks like hell. If you can refrain from doing any of that,
it's yours.»
Now, which brings us to our last item, and again… please excuse the language in Mr. Kowalski's will. I'm simply reading it the way it was written.
«And I'd like to leave my 1972 Gran Torino… to my friend, Thao Vang Lor on the condition that you don't chop-top the roof like one of those beaners don't paint any idiotic flames on it
like some white-trash hillbilly and don't put a big, gay spoiler on the rear end like you see on all the other zipperheads' cars. It just looks like hell. If you can refrain from doing any of that,
it's yours.»
Now, which brings us to our last item, and again… please excuse the language in Mr. Kowalski's will. I'm simply reading it the way it was written.
«And I'd like to leave my 1972 Gran Torino… to my friend, Thao Vang Lor on the condition that you don't chop-top the roof like one of those beaners don't paint any idiotic flames on it
like some white-trash hillbilly and don't put a big, gay spoiler on the rear end like you see on all the other zipperheads' cars. It just looks like hell. If you can refrain from doing any of that,
it's yours.»
Now, which brings us to our last item, and again… please excuse the language in Mr. Kowalski's will. I'm simply reading it the way it was written.
«And I'd like to leave my 1972 Gran Torino… to my friend, Thao Vang Lor on the condition that you don't chop-top the roof like one of those beaners don't paint any idiotic flames on it
like some white-trash hillbilly and don't put a big, gay spoiler on the rear end like you see on all the other zipperheads' cars. It just looks like hell. If you can refrain from doing any of that,
it's yours.»
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