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Up to date as of January 14, 2010

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Demolition Man is a 1993 sci-fi/action movie about a police officer who is brought out of suspended animation in prison to pursue an old ultra-violent enemy who is loose in a nonviolent future society.


John Spartan

  • Put me back in the fridge.
  • Why don't you just shove a leash up my ass?!
  • Rat. I'm eating a rat burger?
  • You're gonna regret that decision for the rest of your life...both seconds of it!
  • Thanks very much, you shit-brained, fuck-faced, ball-breaking, duck-fucking, pain in the ass.
  • So stay here, be well and Cocteau's an asshole!
  • Hey Luke Skywalker, use the force.
  • I'm gonna go down there, I'm gonna find Phoenix, and I'm gonna put him in a hurt locker.
  • You're on TV!
  • Brake now, you Mickey Mouse-piece of shit!
  • Send a maniac to catch a maniac.
  • When a man like Phoenix has a gun to your head, ten seconds is nine and a half seconds longer than you live.

Simon Phoenix

  • Stupid!
  • Play ball!
  • Teddy Bear!
  • Holy shit! I love this gun!
  • Simon says, "Die."
  • Simon says, "Bleed."
  • Simon says, "Everybody sing."
  • I'll be goddamned! Like a New York cockroach!
  • No free rides!
  • Damn, I'm possessed! Wonder if I can play the accordion too...

Lenina Huxley

  • (complementing Spartan) You are even better live than on Laserdisc!
  • Not many people get a second chance, John Spartan.

Edgar Friendly

  • You see, according to Cocteau's plan... I'm the enemy, 'cause I like to think; I like to read. I'm into freedom of speech and freedom of choice. I'm the kind of guy likes to sit with a greasy spoon and wonder - "Gee, should I have the T-bone steak or the jumbo rack of barbecued ribs with the side order of gravy fries?" I want high cholesterol. I wanna eat bacon and butter and BUCKETS of cheese, okay? I want to smoke a Cuban cigar the size of Cincinnati in the non-smoking section. I want to run through the streets naked with green Jell-o all over my body reading Playboy magazine. Why? Because I suddenly might feel the need to, okay, pal? I've SEEN the future. Do you know what it is? It's a 47-year-old virgin sitting around in his beige pajamas, drinking a banana-broccoli shake, singing "I'm an Oscar Meyer Wiener". You live up top, you live Cocteau's way: what he wants, when he wants, how he wants. Your other choice: come down here... and maybe starve to death.
  • All I wanna do in bury Cocteau up to his neck in shit, and let him think happy-happy thoughts forever.
  • I don't give a shit: I got nothing to lose!


TV Reporter: How can you justify destroying a $7 million dollar mini mall to rescue a girl whose ransom was only $25,000 dollars?
Little girl: Fuck you, lady!
John Spartan: Good answer!

Lenina Huxley: (sotto voce) Sanctimonious asshole.
Morality Box: You are fined one-half credit for a sotto voce violation of the Verbal Morality Statute.

John Spartan: You're under arrest!
Simon Phoenix: And you're trespassing!

Simon Phoenix: Where are the goddamn guns?
Morality Box: You are fined one credit for a violation of the Verbal Morality Statute.
Simon Phoenix: Huh? Fuck you.
Morality Box: Your repeated violations of the Verbal Morality Statute have caused me to notify the police. Please remain where you are for your reprimand.
Simon Phoenix: Yeah, right. (Police show up) Fuckers are fast too. (Morality Box buzzes again and Phoenix mocks it, throwing away the ticket)

Museum PDA: The Armory exhibit is now sealed. All museum patrons still occupying the facility should remain calm. Help is imminent.

(Phoenix shoots the door open with a cannon)

Simon Phoenix: The museum is no longer sealed, is it? Ha-ha! What can I say? I'm a blast from the past!
John Spartan: You should've stayed there!
Simon Phoenix: Hey, wait, that boy sounds familiar. Who is that?! (forces Spartan to take cover)
John Spartan: Bad aim, Blondie!
Simon Phoenix: Spartan? John Spartan? Aw shit, they let anybody into this century! What the hell you doing here?
John Spartan: Oh, shit...
Simon Phoenix: So let me get this right: they defrosted you just so you could lasso my piddly ass? Damn, you been had! I been dreamin' about killin' you for forty years.
John Spartan: Well, keep dreaming!

Raymond Cocteau: Be well.
John Spartan: (raises gun) Be fucked.

Lenina Huxley: Let's go blow this guy.
John Spartan: Away! 'Blow this guy *away*'!
Lenina Huxley: Whatever.

Simon Phoenix: All right, gentlemen, let's review. The year is 2032 - that's two-zero-three-two, as in the 21st Century - and I am sorry to say the world has become a pussy-whipped, Brady Bunch version of itself, run by a bunch of robed sissies. All we have to do to run the whole thing, is to kill a man named Raymond, who put it all together. But, there's an extra added bonus. We get to kill the man who put most of us behind the freezer.
CryoCon: You mean, we get to kill John Spartan?
Simon Phoenix: Exactly!
[the CryoCons laugh and cheer]
Simon Phoenix: I want you to rob, loot, pillage, I want you to steal! I want you to do all the wonderful things that we used to do before all of this happened! This world will be ours! Let's bring back the good old days! Are you with me?
Cryocons: YEAH!
Simon Phoenix: ARE YOU WITH ME?
Cryocons: YEAH!
Simon Phoenix: LET'S DO IT!

Lenina Huxley: I have, in fact, perused some newsreels in the Schwarzenegger Library, and the time that you took that car...
John Spartan: Hold it. The Schwarzenegger Library?
Lenina Huxley: Yes. The Schwarzenegger Presidential Library. Wasn't he an actor when you...?
John Spartan: Stop! He was President?
Lenina Huxley: Yes! Even though he was not born in this country, his popularity at the time caused the 61st Amendment which states...
John Spartan: I don't wanna know... [incredulously] President...

John Spartan: [whispering to Lenina] Look, I don't know if you guys know it, but uh... you're out of toilet paper.
Alfredo Garcia: [confused] Did... did you say toilet paper?
Lenina Huxley: Um... they used handfuls of wadded paper back in the 20th...
[Lenina, Alfredo, and Erwin all laugh]
John Spartan: I'm happy that you're happy, but the place where you're supposed to have the toilet paper, you've got this little shelf with three seashells on it.
Erwin: He doesn't know how to use the three seashells!
[Erwin continues to laugh, then calms down, when he sees John staring at him]
Erwin: I can see how that could be confusing.

Simon Phoenix: You're dead, Spartan!
John Spartan: Forgot to say 'Simon Says'!

Lenina Huxley: [Spartan encounters a burger grill in the underground world] Just don't ask them where the meat comes from.
John Spartan: Huxley, what's that supposed to mean?
Lenina Huxley: Do you see any cows around here, detective?
John Spartan: Que es este carne? [(Spanish)What is this meat?]
Hamburger Stand Scrap: Esta carne es de rata. [(Spanish)This meat is from rats]
John Spartan: Rat? This is a rat burger?
[vendor nods]
John Spartan: Not bad! Matter of fact this is the best burger I've had in years!
Hamburger Stand Scrap: Gracias, SeƱor.
John Spartan: Prego. See ya later.

Edgar Friendly: They thawed this guy out just to kill me? I'm flattered.
John Spartan: Don't be flattered, be frightened. This guy's a certifiable nightmare.

Lenina Huxley: Look at you, you're in shambles!
John Spartan: Don't worry, I can fix it. All I need is a needle and thread.


John Spartan: I really didn't say that, did I? Damn it!

Chief George Earle: You use these weapons of mass destruction against men and women who uphold the law?!
Edgar Friendly: We use these weapons to shop for groceries... dick.

Lenina Huxley: Chief, you can take this job, and you can shovel it.
John Spartan: Take this job... and shovel it.
Lenina Huxley: Yeah?
John Spartan: Close enough.

John Spartan: Is it cold in here... or is it just me?
Simon Phoenix: Good memory.

Chief George Earle: What will we do? How will we live?
Edgar Friendly: I tell you what we're gonna' do... we're gonna' go out drinking, get shit-faced and paint the town literally; put up graffiti, slogans... it'll be a blast!
John Spartan: Whoa! I'll tell you what you're gonna' do: (turns to Earle) Why don't you get a little dirty... (turns to scraps) ...and you, a lot clean. And somewhere in the middle... I don't know, you'll figure it out.
Alfredo Garcia: Freakin' A!
John Spartan: Well put.

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