| Best Film Speeches and Monologues |
| Title Screen | Film Title/Year and Clarification of Flick Speech/Monologue | Screenshots |
 | Clerks (1994)
Screenwriter(s): Kevin Smith  Anti-Smoking Diatribe The scene opened with a Chewlies Gum Representative (Scott Schiaffo) speaking to a convenience store client, arguing that for his health's sake, he should buy glue instead of cigarettes and save his money ("This is where you lot're heading. Unsightly lung, smoking through a pigsty in your throat. Practise you really desire that?") His diatribe extended to a larger oversupply of smokers, in which he railed confronting the cancer-causing smoking industry: You're spending what? Twenty, maybe 30 dollars a week on your cigarettes?...Fifty-three dollars a calendar week on cigarettes! Come on! Would you give somebody that much money each week to kill you? 'Cause that's what y'all're doing now, by paying for this so-called privilege to fume... It's that kinda mentality that allows the cancer-producing manufacture to thrive. 'Course we're all gonna dice some twenty-four hour period. But exercise we have to pay for information technology? Practice nosotros have to actually throw hard-earned dollars down on the counter and say, 'Please Mr. Merchant-of-Death, sir, please, sell me something that'll stink upwards my breath and my clothes and fry my lungs'? ...Yep. Yep, and now here comes the speech communication about how he'south merely doing his job by following orders. Friends, permit me tell you nigh another grouping of hate mongers that were merely following orders. They were called Nazis!...Aye, and they practically wiped an entire nation of people off the Earth just like your cigarettes are doing now. | 
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| | Clerks (1994)
Screenwriter(s): Kevin Smith "If We're And then Avant-garde, What Are We Doin' Working Here?" - In a Convenience Store Play prune (extract):  Slacker Randal Graves (Jeff Anderson) gave an uncensored answer to convenience shop employee Dante Hicks (Brian O'Halloran) when he claimed: "I'g not even supposed to be here today": Dante: You become me slapped with a fine, yous argue with the customers and I have to patch everything upwards. You get the states thrown out of a funeral past violating a corpse, and then to top it all off, you ruin my relationship. I hateful, what'due south your encore? Do y'all, similar, anally rape my female parent while pouring saccharide in my gas tank? You know what the real tragedy about all this is? I'thou not fifty-fifty supposed to be hither today! Randal: Oh, f--1000 you! F--k y'all, pal! Jesus, there you go. Trying to laissez passer the buck. I`grand the source of all your misery. Who closed the shop to play hockey? Who closed the store to go to a wake? Who tried to win back his ex-girlfriend without even discussing how he felt with his present one? You desire to blame somebody? Arraign yourself! (mimicking) 'I'm not fifty-fifty supposed to be here today.' You sound like an asshole! Jesus, nobody twisted your arm to be here. Y'all're hither of your own will. You like to retrieve the weight of the earth rests on your shoulder, like this place would autumn apart if Dante wasn't here. Jesus, yous over-compensate for havin' what's basically a monkey's task. You push f--kin' buttons! Anybody could waltz in here and do our jobs. Yous, you're so obsessed with making it seem and so much more epic, and so much more important than information technology really is. Christ, you work in a convenience store, Dante, and badly I might add together. I work in a s--tty video store, badly too. You know, that guy Jay'south got information technology right, man, he has no delusions about what he does. U.s.a. - nosotros like to make ourselves seem so much more important than the people that come in hither to buy a newspaper or God prevent, cigarettes. We look down on them as if nosotros're so advanced. Well, if nosotros're so f--kin' advanced, what are we doin' working here? | 
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 | Ed Wood (1994)
Screenwriter(s): Scott Alexander, Larry Karaszewski Introduction to the Truthful Story The parody of the opening spoken communication from bad director Ed Wood'southward Programme nine From Outer Space (1959), delivered by Dracula cape-wearing Criswell (Jeffrey Jones) as he sat up in a coffin on a rainy, stormy night: Greetings, my friend. You are interested in the unknown, the mysterious, unexplainable. That is why yous are here. And at present, for the first time, nosotros are bringing you the full story of what happened. We are giving you all the evidence, based only on the secret testimony of the miserable souls who survived this terrifying ordeal. The incidents, the places. My friend, we cannot continue this a undercover whatever longer. Tin can your middle stand the shocking facts of the true story of Edward D. Wood, Jr.? |  |
 | Forrest Gump (1994)
Screenwriter(s): Eric Roth Remembering the Death of Jenny: "If There's Anything You Need, I Won't Exist Far Away" With a combination of vox-over and actual dialogue, low-IQ Forrest Gump (Tom Hanks) spoke to his deceased true love Jenny Curran (Robin Wright), who had died from an unknown virus soon after they were married. He was left to raise their young son, also named Forrest (Haley Joel Osment), and he visited her grave marker under a tree to keep her up to date: You died on a Saturday morning. And I had yous placed here under our tree. And I had that house of your male parent'south bulldozed to the ground. Momma always said dyin' was a part of life. I sure wish it wasn't. Little Forrest, he'due south doin' only fine. About to first school once again presently. I make his breakfast, lunch, and dinner every twenty-four hour period. I make sure he combs his pilus and brushes his teeth every day. Teachin' him how to play ping-pong. He's actually expert. Nosotros fish a lot. And every dark, we read a book. He'south and so smart, Jenny. Y'all'd exist and then proud of him. I am. He, uh, wrote a alphabetic character, and he says I tin can't read it. I'grand non supposed to, and so I'll only leave it here for you lot. Jenny, I don't know if Momma was correct or if, if information technology'south Lieutenant Dan. I don't know if we each have a destiny, or if we're all just floatin' around accidental-like on a breeze. But I, I think maybe information technology's both. Perhaps both is happenin' at the same time. I miss you, Jenny. If there'southward annihilation you need, I won't be far abroad. | 
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 | Four Weddings and a Funeral (1994, United kingdom of great britain and northern ireland)
Screenwriter(s): Richard Curtis Funeral Speech communication Quoting from W.H. Auden - "Stop All the Clocks..." Matthew's (John Hannah) poignant introduction and reading of Westward. H. Auden'south Funeral Dejection at the moving funeral of his "closest friend" - "jolly bugger" Gareth (Simon Callow), following his sudden eye assail: Gareth used to prefer funerals to weddings. He said it was easier to become enthusiastic about a ceremony one had an outside chance of somewhen being involved in. In society to prepare this speech, I rang a few people, to get a general picture of how Gareth was regarded past those who met him. Fatty seems to be a word that people most connected with him. Terribly rude also rang a lot of bells. So very fatty and very rude seems to have been a stranger's viewpoint. On the other mitt, some of you have been kind plenty to ring me and permit me know that you loved him, which I know he'd take been thrilled to hear. Yous retrieve his fabled hospitality, his strange experimental cooking. The recipe for 'Duck a la Banana' fortunately goes with him to his grave. Most of all, yous tell me of his enormous capacity for joy. When joyful, when joyful for highly song drunkenness. Only I hope joyful is how you will recall him. Not stuck in a box in a church. Option your favorite of his waistcoats and call up him that way. The nigh splendid, replete, big-hearted, weak-hearted as information technology turned out, and jolly bugger most of us ever met. As for me, you may ask how I will remember him, what I thought of him. Unfortunately there, I don't have words. Maybe y'all will forgive me if I plough from my own feelings to the words of another first-class bugger: W.H. Auden. This is actually what I wanted to say: 'Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, Foreclose the canis familiaris from barking with a juicy bone, Silence the pianos and with muffled drum, Bring out the coffin, permit the mourners come. Let the aeroplanes circumvolve, moaning overhead, Scribbling on the sky the bulletin: He is Dead. Put crepe bows 'round the white necks of the public doves, Allow traffic policemen wear black cotton wool gloves. He was my North, my South, my East and West. My working week and my Lord's day residue. My noon, my midnight, my talk, my vocal, I thought that love would final forever: I was wrong. The stars are not wanted at present, put out every one. Pack up the moon and dismantle the lord's day. Cascade away the ocean and sweep up the forest, For zippo now tin can ever come up to any good.' | 
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 | Interview With the Vampire: The Vampire Chronicles (1994)
Screenwriter(southward): Anne Rice "I Was Born to Darkness" - How I Became a Vampire 200 twelvemonth-sometime vampire Louis de Pointe du Lac (Brad Pitt), a New Orleans plantation owner in the late 1700s sought to die in whatever way possible after his married woman's tragic demise during childbirth. He finally accustomed a vampire'southward bite from Lestat de Lioncourt (Tom Prowl). He began his life-story, shown in flashback (he mourned, gambled recklessly in a tavern and invited death), during an interview with reporter Daniel Malloy (Christian Slater), about how he was "born to darkness": I'm flesh and claret, only not human being. I haven't been human being for 200 years. Please, how shall I put you at ease? Shall we begin like David Copperfield? 'I am born...I grew up.' Or shall we begin when I was built-in to darkness, equally I call information technology? That's really where we should start, don't you think?... 1791 was the yr it happened. I was 24. Younger than you are at present. But times were different then. I was a man at that age. The primary of a big plantation, just south of New Orleans. I had lost my married woman in childbirth. She and the infant had been buried less than half a yr. I would've been happy to join them. I couldn't bear the hurting of their loss. I longed to be released from it. I wanted to lose it all: my wealth, my estate, my sanity....Near of all, I longed for decease. I know that now. I invited information technology. A release from the pain of living. My invitation was open to anyone. To the whore at my side. To the pimp that followed. Just it was a vampire that accepted. | 
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 | Pulp Fiction (1994)
Screenwriter(s): Quentin Tarantino On Pes Massages Play prune (excerpt): Vincent Vega (John Travolta) spoke to his hitman partner Jules Winnfield (Samuel 50. Jackson) about the personal and erotic nature of pes massages, every bit they went near their nefarious business, going up an elevator and into an apartment hallway. Jules: It was a foot massage. A foot massage is nothin'. I requite my mother a foot massage.
Vincent: It's layin' your easily in a familiar way on Marsellus' new wife. I mean, is it as bad equally eatin' her pussy out? No, but it's the same f--kin' ballpark.
Jules: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, stop right at that place. Eatin' a bowwow out, and givin' a bitch a human foot massage ain't even the same f--kin' affair.
Vincent: It's not. It'south the same ballpark.
Jules: Ain't no f--kin' ballpark neither. Now look, maybe your method of massage differs from mine, simply, you know, touchin' his wife'southward feet and stickin' your tongue in the Holiest of Holies ain't the same f--kin' ballpark; information technology ain't the same league; it ain't even the same f--kin' sport. Look, foot massages don't mean s--t.
Vincent: Take yous ever given a foot massage?
Jules: Don't be tellin' me most foot massages. I'm the pes f--kin' master.
Vincent: You given a lot of them?
Jules: S--t, aye! Got my technique down and everything. I don't be ticklin' or nothin'.
Vincent: Would you lot give a guy a pes massage?
Jules: F--thou you lot.
Vincent: Yous give 'em a lot?
Jules: F--chiliad y'all.
Vincent: You know, I'm kinda tired. I could use a foot massage.
Jules: Yo, yo, yo, man. You best back off. I'm gettin' a lilliputian pissed here... Vincent claimed that gangster Marsellus Wallace (Ving Rhames) became homicidally jealous when his new bride Mia (Uma Thurman) was given a human foot massage by hoodlum Antwone - he threw him off a fourth-floor balcony into a drinking glass-covered greenhouse, resulting in a permanent speech impediment: Jules: Now look, just 'crusade I wouldn't requite no human being a foot massage don't go far correct for Marsellus to throw Antwone off a building into a glass motherf--kin' business firm, f--kin' upward the style the nigger talks. That southward--t ain't right. Motherf--ker practise that south--t to me, he meliorate paralyze my ass, 'crusade I'd kill the motherf--ker, you lot know what I'm sayin'?
Vincent: I ain't sayin' information technology's correct. But y'all're sayin' a foot massage don't hateful nothin', and I'm sayin' it does. At present look, I've given a million ladies a one thousand thousand foot massages, and they all meant somethin'. Nosotros act like they don't, but they do, and that'southward what's so f--kin' cool about 'em. There's a sensuous thing goin' on where, where y'all know, y'all don't talk about information technology, merely y'all know it, she knows information technology, f--kin' Marsellus knew information technology, and Antwone should have f--kin' better known better. I mean, that's his f--kin' wife, man. He ain't gonna have no sense of humour nigh this s--t. You know what I'grand sayin'? | 
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| | Pulp Fiction (1994)
Screenwriter(s): Quentin Tarantino Executioner's "The Path of The Righteous Man" (Loosely Based on Ezekiel 25:17)  Play prune (excerpt): Contract hitman killer Jules Winnfield's (Samuel L. Jackson) oft-repeated Bible quote, spoken to Brett (Frank Whaley), who had betrayed his business concern partner Marsellus Wallace (Ving Rhames) by taking a briefcase, and was about to be executed: You read the Bible, Brett?...Well, there'due south this passage I got memorized. Sort of fits this occasion. Ezekiel 25:17. 'The path of the righteous human being is beset on all sides by the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blest is he who, in the name of charity and good volition, shepherds the weak through the valley of darkness, for he is truly his brother's keeper and the finder of lost children. And I volition strike down upon thee with smashing vengeance and furious anger those who attempt to poisonous substance and destroy My brothers. And y'all will know My name is the Lord when I lay My vengeance upon thee!' | 
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| | Pulp Fiction (1994)
Screenwriter(s): Quentin Tarantino A Incredulous Tale Virtually Bang-up-Grandpa's Gold War Watch Play clip (extract): (brusk) The unforgettable spoken communication (a childhood flashback) of "special company" Captain Koons (Christopher Walken) talking to Butch Coolidge as a young child (Chandler Lindauer) nigh an of import heirloom - a gold picket - that had been in the Coolidge family unit for three generations. For 5 years, Koons claimed he had been with Butch'south father when he died in a Hanoi Prisoner of war camp: Hello, little man. Boy, I certain heard a bunch about you. See, I was a good friend of your dad's. We were in that Hanoi pit of hell together over five years. Hopefully, you'll never have to experience this yourself, but when two men are in a situation like me and your dad were for every bit long every bit we were, you have on certain responsibilities of the other. If it'd been me who'd - non made information technology, Major Coolidge'd be talking right at present to my son Jim. Merely the way it turned out, I'm talking to you lot. Butch. I got somethin' for ya. This lookout I got hither was first purchased by your great-grandfather during the first World War. It was bought in a niggling general shop in Knoxville, Tennessee,. Made by the first company to ever make wrist watches. Up 'til then, people just carried pocket watches. Information technology was bought by Private Doughboy Erine Coolidge on the day he gear up sail for Paris. This was your nifty-grandpa's state of war watch and he wore it everyday he was in that war, and when he'd washed his duty, he went home to your great-grandmother, took the watch off, put information technology in an old coffee can, and in that tin can it stayed until your granddaddy, Dane Coolidge, was called upon past his country to get overseas and fight the Germans in one case once more. This fourth dimension they called it Globe War II. Your great-gramps gave this watch to your granddad for good luck. Unfortunately, Dane's luck wasn't equally proficient every bit his old man's. Dane was a Marine and he was killed -- along with all the other Marines at the boxing of Wake Island. Your granddad was facing death. He knew it. None of those boys had any illusions virtually ever leavin' that island live, so iii days before the Japanese took the island, your grandad asked a gunner on an Air Force transport, name of Winocki - a man he had never met before in his life - to deliver to his infant son who he'd never seen in the flesh, his gold spotter. Three days afterward, your grandad was expressionless, but Winocki kept his word. Afterwards the war was over, he paid a visit to your grandmother, delivering to your infant father his dad'south gold watch. This watch. (He held the sentry upwards - and paused) This lookout was on your daddy'south wrist when he was shot down over Hanoi. He was captured, put in a Vietnamese prison army camp. He knew that if the gooks e'er saw the watch, information technology'd exist confiscated and taken away. The mode your Dad looked at it, this watch was your birthright. He'd be damned if any slope's gonna put their greasy, yellow hands on his boy's birthright, and then he hid it in one identify he knew he could hide something - his ass. 5 long years he wore this watch up his ass. Then, he died of dysentery. He give me the picket. I hid this uncomfortable hunk of metal up my ass two years. Then, afterward vii years, I was sent home to my family. Now, little man, I give the picket to you. | 
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| | Pulp Fiction (1994)
Screenwriter(south): Quentin Tarantino "I'm Tryin' Real Hard to Be The Shepherd" In the film'due south epilogue, while hitman Jules Winnfield (Samuel L. Jackson) was eating breakfast in the Hawthorne Grill with partner Vincent Vega (John Travolta), he contemplated quitting the profession (during "a moment of clarity"). When he was confronted by 2 robbers: "Pumpkin"/Ringo (Tim Roth) and "Dear Bunny"/Yolanda (Amanda Plummer) (from the film's pre-credits prologue) stealing from the patrons, he held his gun on them, and reprised and reinterpreted his Biblical speech to "Ringo" - ultimately, to redeem himself, he decided to let the ii become with $i,500 from his wallet (but not the briefcase), because he was in a "transitional period": I'1000 givin' y'all that money and so I don't have to kill your ass. You read the Bible, Ringo?...Well, there's this passage I got memorized. Ezekiel 25:17. 'The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he who, in the name of charity and good will, shepherds the weak through the valley of darkness, for he is truly his blood brother's keeper and the finder of lost children. And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who try to toxicant and destroy My brothers. And you will know I am the Lord when I lay My vengeance upon you lot.' I been saying that s--t for years, and if you heard it, that meant your ass. I never gave much thought to what it meant. I just thought information technology was some cold-blooded due south--t to say to a female parent f--ker before I popped a cap in his ass. Only I saw some s--t this mornin' made me think twice. Come across, now I'm thinkin' maybe information technology ways you're the evil man and I'thousand the righteous man, and Mr. nine-millimeter here, he's the shepherd protectin' my righteous ass in the valley of darkness. Or it could mean you're the righteous man and I'1000 the shepherd, and information technology'south the earth that's evil and selfish. At present, I'd like that. But that s--t ain't the truth. The truth is, y'all're the weak and I'k the tyranny of evil men. But I'm tryin', Ringo. I'k tryin' real hard to be the shepherd. Go. | 
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