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Edgar: I go out, I work my butt off to make a living, all I want is to come home to a nice clean house with a nice fat steak on the table, but instead I get this. It looks like poison. Don't you take that away, I'm eating that, damn it! It is poison, isn't it? I swear to God I would not be surprised if it was, the way you skulk around here like a dog that's been hit too much or ain't been hit enough, I can't make up my mind. You're useless, Beatrice! The only thing that pulls its weight around here is my goddamn truck!
[Flying saucer smashes truck]

Kay: I want you off this rock on the next transport or I'm gonna shoot you where it don't grow back.

Zed: We're not hosting an intergalactic kegger down here.

Dr. Weaver: What's with the cat?
Cop in Morgue: Well, there's a problem with the cat. Sign here.
Dr. Weaver: [signing] What's the problem with the cat?
Cop in Morgue: It's your problem.

Kay: All right, Beatrice, there was no alien. The flash of light you saw in the sky was not a UFO. Swamp gas from a weather balloon was trapped in a thermal pocket and reflected the light from Venus.
Jay: Wait a minute. You just flash that thing, it erases her memory, and you just make up a new one?
Kay: A standard issue neuralyzer.
Jay: And that weak-ass story's the best you can come up with?

[To candidates rejected as MIB agents]
Zed: Gentlemen, congratulations. You're everything we've come to expect from years of government training.

Zed: You'll dress only in attire specially sanctioned by MiB special services. You'll conform to the identity we give you, eat where we tell you, live where we tell you. From now on you'll have no identifying marks of any kind. You'll not stand out in any way. Your entire image is crafted to leave no lasting memory with anyone you encounter. You're a rumor, recognizable only as deja vu and dismissed just as quickly. You don't exist; you were never even born. Anonymity is your name. Silence your native tongue. You're no longer part of the System. You're above the System. Over it. Beyond it. We're "them." We're "they." We are the Men in Black.

Bug: Put your projectile weapon on the ground.
Edgar: You can have my gun when you pry it from my cold dead hands.
Bug: Your proposition is acceptable.

Bug: Ever pull the wing off a fly? Care to see the fly get even?

Jay: Why don't ya go down to Bloomingdales and get some make-up, clothes, manicure, and a facial. Oh and you better hire a decorator to come in here, 'cause, damn.

Jay: Why the big secret? People are smart, they can handle it.
Kay: A *person* is smart. People are dumb, panicky, dangerous animals and you know it.

Jay: Zed, don't you guys ever get any sleep around here?
Zed: The twins keep us on Centaurian time, standard thirty-seven hour day. Give it a few months. You'll get used to it ...or you'll have a psychotic episode.

Kay: Set for pulsar level five, subsonic implosion factor two.
Jay: What?
Kay: Just shoot the damn thing!

Kay: There are approximately 1500 aliens in Manhattan.
Jay: Cab drivers?
Kay: Not as many as you think.

Kay: Arquillian battle rules: first we get an ultimatum, then a warning shot, then a galactic standard week to respond.
Jay: A galactic standard week? How long is that?
Kay: One hour.

Edwards: Freeze means stop!

Jay: There's only one way off this planet and that's through me!

Jay: Did you ever flashy-thing me?
Kay: No.
Jay: I ain't playing, K. Did you ever flashy-thing me?
Kay: No.

Dr. Weaver: I hate the living.

Jay: We should contact Dennis Rodman, he's from that planet.
Elle: Rodman? You're kidding! ...Not a very good disguise.

Jay: You know the difference between you and me? I make this look good.

Kay: Raise your hands -- and all of your flippers.

Kay: These are our two Centaurian communictions board operators, Woiebgck and Bob.

Beatrice: You here to make fun of me too?
Kay: No, ma'am. We at the FBI do not have a sense of humor we're aware of. May we come in?
Beatrice: Sure.

Kay: 1500 years ago, everybody "knew" that the earth was the center of the universe. 500 years ago, everybody "knew" that the earth was flat. And 15 minutes ago, you "knew" that humans were alone on this planet. Imagine what you'll "know" tomorrow.

[J has just jumped from a bridge onto a tour bus]
Jay: It just be raining black people in New York!

Jay: This has GOT to be a nine-point-oh on my weird-shit-o-meter.

James Edwards: NYPD means I will Nock Yo Punkass Down!

[Bug takes Dr.Weaver with him into the flying saucer]
Edgar: You're coming with me. It's a long trip. I'll need a snack.

Jay: You do know Elvis is dead, right?
Kay: No, Elvis is not dead. He just went home.

Kay: You sold a reverberating carbonizer with mutate capacity to an unlicensed cephalopoid, Jeebs, you piece of shit!
Jeebs: He looked all right to me.

Kay: I've just been down the gut of an interstellar cockroach. That's one of a million memories I don't want.

Kay: Imagine a giant cockroach, with unlimited strength, a massive inferiority complex, and a real short temper, is tear-assing around Manhattan in a brand-new Edgar suit. That sound like fun to you?

Jay: Unlimited technology from the whole universe, and we cruise 'round in a Ford P.O.S.

Kay: See ya around, Jay.
Jay: No, you won't.

Kay: Did he say anything to you?
James Edwards: Yeah, that the world is coming to an end.
Kay: Did he say when?

Jay: (stepping on an insect) Oh, was that your auntie? Then that must be your uncle over there.

[In a shooting range, confronted with numerous menacing-looking targets, Edwards shoots a cardboard little girl.]
Zed: May I ask why you felt little Tiffany deserved to die?
James Edwards: Well, she was the only one that actually seemed dangerous at the time, sir.
Zed: How'd you come to that conclusion?
James Edwards: Well, first I was gonna pop this guy hanging from the street light, and I realized, y'know, he's just working out. I mean, how would I feel if somebody come runnin' in the gym and bust me in my ass while I'm on the treadmill? Then I saw this snarling beast guy, and I noticed he had a tissue in his hand, and I'm realizing, y'know, he's not snarling, he's sneezing! Y'know, ain't no real threat there. Then I saw little Tiffany. I'm thinking, y'know, eight-year-old white girl, middle of the ghetto, bunch of monsters, this time of night with quantum physics books? She about to start some shit, Zed. She's about eight years old, those books are WAY too advanced for her. If you ask me, I'd say she's up to something. And to be honest, I'd appreciate it if you eased up off my back about it. Or do I owe her an apology?

James Edwards: Maybe you already answered this, but: why exactly are we here?
Zed: [Noticing a recruit raising his hand.] Son.
Second Lieutenent Jake Jenson: Second Lieutenent Jake Jenson. West Point. Graduate with honors. We're here because you are looking for the best of the best of the best, sir!
[Edwards laughs.]
Zed: What's so funny, Edwards?
James Edwards: Boy Captain America over here. "Best of the best of the best, sir!" "With honors!" Yeah, he's just really excited and he has no clue why we're here.

Kay: This caused the 1977 New York blackout. A practical joke by the great attractor. He thought it was funny as hell.

Kay: This is a Universal Translator, we're not even supposed to have it and I'll tell you why. Human thought is so primitive it's looked upon as an infectious disease throughout the greater galaxy.

Kay: WE DO NOT DISCHARGE OUR WEAPONS IN VIEW OF THE PUBLIC!
Jay: We don't got time for this cover-up bull shit... Look, i don't know if you forgot but there's an Arquillean Battle---
Kay: There's always an Arquillian Battle Cruiser, or a Korilian Death Ray, or an intergalactic plague that is about to wipe out life on this miserable planet. The only way these people get on with their happy lives is they do not KNOW ABOUT IT.

[After getting his head shot off]
Jeebs: You insensitive prick! Do you have any idea how much that stings!?

Zed: Kay, give the kid a weapon.
[Kay opens a chest filled with intergalactic guns. He picks up a large rifle]
Kay: Series 4 Deatomizer.
Jay: That's what I'm talkin' about.
Kay: [Picks up a very tiny gun and gives it to Jay] Noisey Cricket.
Jay: Hey, Kay, come on man you get a Series 4 Deatomizer and I get a little midget cricket?
Kay: [Notices Jay is pointing the gun in his direction] Aah! Watch it!
Jay: 'Feel like I'm gonna break this damn thing.

[James Edwards is explaining his hesitation on a shooting range]
James Edwards: Well first I was gonna pop this guy hanging on the street light but then I realized he's just working out, I mean how would I like it if somebody came running in the gym and busting my ass while I'm on the treadmill?

Edgar: You idiots! You don't get it - I've won! You don't matter...In fact in a few seconds you won't even be matter!

Jay: You know what they say. It's better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.
Kay: Try it.

Kay: Let me tell you something about all of your skills... as of precisely now, they mean absolutely... dick!

Zed: Edwards! Let's put it on.
Edwards: Put what on?
Zed: The last suit you'll ever wear.

Kay: Don't "Sir" me young man, you have no idea who you're dealing with.

Edgar/Bug: Y'know, I've noticed an infestation here. Everywhere I look, in fact. Nothing but undeveloped, unevolved, barely conscience pond scum, totally convinced of their own superiority as they scurry about in short pointless lives.
Zap-Em Man: Well, yea...uh...don'chou want to get rid of 'em?
Edgar/Bug: Ah...in the worst way...

Jay: Now that's the worst disguise ever. That guy's gotta be an alien.
Frank the Pug: You don't like it you can kiss my furry little butt!

Kay: Do you know what leaves a green spectral trail and craves sugar water?
Jay: Aw that was on Fianl Jeopardy last night! Common what did Alex say?
Kay: Zed, we got a bug.

[Dr. Weaver was trying to stall Edgar so she could escape.]
Dr. Weaver: You don't want to eat me. People worship me like a queen, a god maybe! If you do, there might be a war!
Edgar: War!? Good, that means more food!

Kay: Meet the twins
[loud voice]
Kay: Grinak and Bob

Kay: Keep him on THIS planet.
Jay: Kay, where are you going?
Kay: I'm going to get my gun back.




	Home Jokes Film Quotes Boss Alert News Forum Links		Back to - Film Quotes - M Men in Black Edgar: I go out, I work my butt off to make a living, all I want is to come home to a nice clean house with a nice fat steak on the table, but instead I get this. It looks like poison. Don't you take that away, I'm eating that, damn it! It is poison, isn't it? I swear to God I would not be surprised if it was, the way you skulk around here like a dog that's been hit too much or ain't been hit enough, I can't make up my mind. You're useless, Beatrice! The only thing that pulls its weight around here is my goddamn truck! [Flying saucer smashes truck] Kay: I want you off this rock on the next transport or I'm gonna shoot you where it don't grow back. Zed: We're not hosting an intergalactic kegger down here. Dr. Weaver: What's with the cat? Cop in Morgue: Well, there's a problem with the cat. Sign here. Dr. Weaver: [signing] What's the problem with the cat? Cop in Morgue: It's your problem. Kay: All right, Beatrice, there was no alien. The flash of light you saw in the sky was not a UFO. Swamp gas from a weather balloon was trapped in a thermal pocket and reflected the light from Venus. Jay: Wait a minute. You just flash that thing, it erases her memory, and you just make up a new one? Kay: A standard issue neuralyzer. Jay: And that weak-ass story's the best you can come up with? [To candidates rejected as MIB agents] Zed: Gentlemen, congratulations. You're everything we've come to expect from years of government training. Zed: You'll dress only in attire specially sanctioned by MiB special services. You'll conform to the identity we give you, eat where we tell you, live where we tell you. From now on you'll have no identifying marks of any kind. You'll not stand out in any way. Your entire image is crafted to leave no lasting memory with anyone you encounter. You're a rumor, recognizable only as deja vu and dismissed just as quickly. You don't exist; you were never even born. Anonymity is your name. Silence your native tongue. You're no longer part of the System. You're above the System. Over it. Beyond it. We're "them." We're "they." We are the Men in Black. Bug: Put your projectile weapon on the ground. Edgar: You can have my gun when you pry it from my cold dead hands. Bug: Your proposition is acceptable. Bug: Ever pull the wing off a fly? Care to see the fly get even? Jay: Why don't ya go down to Bloomingdales and get some make-up, clothes, manicure, and a facial. Oh and you better hire a decorator to come in here, 'cause, damn. Jay: Why the big secret? People are smart, they can handle it. Kay: A person is smart. People are dumb, panicky, dangerous animals and you know it. Jay: Zed, don't you guys ever get any sleep around here? Zed: The twins keep us on Centaurian time, standard thirty-seven hour day. Give it a few months. You'll get used to it ...or you'll have a psychotic episode. Kay: Set for pulsar level five, subsonic implosion factor two. Jay: What? Kay: Just shoot the damn thing! Kay: There are approximately 1500 aliens in Manhattan. Jay: Cab drivers? Kay: Not as many as you think. Kay: Arquillian battle rules: first we get an ultimatum, then a warning shot, then a galactic standard week to respond. Jay: A galactic standard week? How long is that? Kay: One hour. Edwards: Freeze means stop! Jay: There's only one way off this planet and that's through me! Jay: Did you ever flashy-thing me? Kay: No. Jay: I ain't playing, K. Did you ever flashy-thing me? Kay: No. Dr. Weaver: I hate the living. Jay: We should contact Dennis Rodman, he's from that planet. Elle: Rodman? You're kidding! ...Not a very good disguise. Jay: You know the difference between you and me? I make this look good. Kay: Raise your hands -- and all of your flippers. Kay: These are our two Centaurian communictions board operators, Woiebgck and Bob. Beatrice: You here to make fun of me too? Kay: No, ma'am. We at the FBI do not have a sense of humor we're aware of. May we come in? Beatrice: Sure. Kay: 1500 years ago, everybody "knew" that the earth was the center of the universe. 500 years ago, everybody "knew" that the earth was flat. And 15 minutes ago, you "knew" that humans were alone on this planet. Imagine what you'll "know" tomorrow. [J has just jumped from a bridge onto a tour bus] Jay: It just be raining black people in New York! Jay: This has GOT to be a nine-point-oh on my weird-shit-o-meter. James Edwards: NYPD means I will Nock Yo Punkass Down! [Bug takes Dr.Weaver with him into the flying saucer] Edgar: You're coming with me. It's a long trip. I'll need a snack. Jay: You do know Elvis is dead, right? Kay: No, Elvis is not dead. He just went home. Kay: You sold a reverberating carbonizer with mutate capacity to an unlicensed cephalopoid, Jeebs, you piece of shit! Jeebs: He looked all right to me. Kay: I've just been down the gut of an interstellar cockroach. That's one of a million memories I don't want. Kay: Imagine a giant cockroach, with unlimited strength, a massive inferiority complex, and a real short temper, is tear-assing around Manhattan in a brand-new Edgar suit. That sound like fun to you? Jay: Unlimited technology from the whole universe, and we cruise 'round in a Ford P.O.S. Kay: See ya around, Jay. Jay: No, you won't. Kay: Did he say anything to you? James Edwards: Yeah, that the world is coming to an end. Kay: Did he say when? Jay: (stepping on an insect) Oh, was that your auntie? Then that must be your uncle over there. [In a shooting range, confronted with numerous menacing-looking targets, Edwards shoots a cardboard little girl.] Zed: May I ask why you felt little Tiffany deserved to die? James Edwards: Well, she was the only one that actually seemed dangerous at the time, sir. Zed: How'd you come to that conclusion? James Edwards: Well, first I was gonna pop this guy hanging from the street light, and I realized, y'know, he's just working out. I mean, how would I feel if somebody come runnin' in the gym and bust me in my ass while I'm on the treadmill? Then I saw this snarling beast guy, and I noticed he had a tissue in his hand, and I'm realizing, y'know, he's not snarling, he's sneezing! Y'know, ain't no real threat there. Then I saw little Tiffany. I'm thinking, y'know, eight-year-old white girl, middle of the ghetto, bunch of monsters, this time of night with quantum physics books? She about to start some shit, Zed. She's about eight years old, those books are WAY too advanced for her. If you ask me, I'd say she's up to something. And to be honest, I'd appreciate it if you eased up off my back about it. Or do I owe her an apology? James Edwards: Maybe you already answered this, but: why exactly are we here? Zed: [Noticing a recruit raising his hand.] Son. Second Lieutenent Jake Jenson: Second Lieutenent Jake Jenson. West Point. Graduate with honors. We're here because you are looking for the best of the best of the best, sir! [Edwards laughs.] Zed: What's so funny, Edwards? James Edwards: Boy Captain America over here. "Best of the best of the best, sir!" "With honors!" Yeah, he's just really excited and he has no clue why we're here. Kay: This caused the 1977 New York blackout. A practical joke by the great attractor. He thought it was funny as hell. Kay: This is a Universal Translator, we're not even supposed to have it and I'll tell you why. Human thought is so primitive it's looked upon as an infectious disease throughout the greater galaxy. Kay: WE DO NOT DISCHARGE OUR WEAPONS IN VIEW OF THE PUBLIC! Jay: We don't got time for this cover-up bull shit... Look, i don't know if you forgot but there's an Arquillean Battle--- Kay: There's always an Arquillian Battle Cruiser, or a Korilian Death Ray, or an intergalactic plague that is about to wipe out life on this miserable planet. The only way these people get on with their happy lives is they do not KNOW ABOUT IT. [After getting his head shot off] Jeebs: You insensitive prick! Do you have any idea how much that stings!? Zed: Kay, give the kid a weapon. [Kay opens a chest filled with intergalactic guns. He picks up a large rifle] Kay: Series 4 Deatomizer. Jay: That's what I'm talkin' about. Kay: [Picks up a very tiny gun and gives it to Jay] Noisey Cricket. Jay: Hey, Kay, come on man you get a Series 4 Deatomizer and I get a little midget cricket? Kay: [Notices Jay is pointing the gun in his direction] Aah! Watch it! Jay: 'Feel like I'm gonna break this damn thing. [James Edwards is explaining his hesitation on a shooting range] James Edwards: Well first I was gonna pop this guy hanging on the street light but then I realized he's just working out, I mean how would I like it if somebody came running in the gym and busting my ass while I'm on the treadmill? Edgar: You idiots! You don't get it - I've won! You don't matter...In fact in a few seconds you won't even be matter! Jay: You know what they say. It's better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all. Kay: Try it. Kay: Let me tell you something about all of your skills... as of precisely now, they mean absolutely... dick! Zed: Edwards! Let's put it on. Edwards: Put what on? Zed: The last suit you'll ever wear. Kay: Don't "Sir" me young man, you have no idea who you're dealing with. Edgar/Bug: Y'know, I've noticed an infestation here. Everywhere I look, in fact. Nothing but undeveloped, unevolved, barely conscience pond scum, totally convinced of their own superiority as they scurry about in short pointless lives. Zap-Em Man: Well, yea...uh...don'chou want to get rid of 'em? Edgar/Bug: Ah...in the worst way... Jay: Now that's the worst disguise ever. That guy's gotta be an alien. Frank the Pug: You don't like it you can kiss my furry little butt! Kay: Do you know what leaves a green spectral trail and craves sugar water? Jay: Aw that was on Fianl Jeopardy last night! Common what did Alex say? Kay: Zed, we got a bug. [Dr. Weaver was trying to stall Edgar so she could escape.] Dr. Weaver: You don't want to eat me. People worship me like a queen, a god maybe! If you do, there might be a war! Edgar: War!? Good, that means more food! Kay: Meet the twins [loud voice] Kay: Grinak and Bob Kay: Keep him on THIS planet. Jay: Kay, where are you going? Kay: I'm going to get my gun back.