Me, Myself & Irene (2000)
Jim Carrey: Charlie, Hank
Hank Evans : Hey, ringworm.
[Softball Player looks around]
Hank Evans : Yeah, I'm talking to you, you toxic waste of life. You gonna pick up that butt, or do I have to glue it to the end of my shoe and stick it in your big fat pimply a-hole?
Softball Player : Hey, man, take it easy. It's just a cigarette.
Hank Evans : Oh yeah? Well, this is just a fist. But when I start throwing it around, it can leave one hell of a mess.
[In the roadside eatery, a kid with glasses is slurping his drink annoyingly, and then Charlie transforms into Hank]
Hank Evans : What are you staring at, fucker? You wanna start me up? Just open the choke and pull the cord, pal. I'm due for a seismic event and you're dancing on the fault line.
Kid's Father : [the father stands and approaches] Hey, what is your problem, pal?
Hank Evans : I got no beef with you. This is between me and the kid.
Shonte Jr. : Damn. I can't figure out the atomic mass of this motherfuckin' deuteron!
Jamaal : Shit, man, that shit's simple! Okay. Tell me this. Tell me this.
Shonte Jr. : What? What?
Jamaal : What's a deuteron made up of?
Shonte Jr. : Duh, a proton and a neutron.
Jamaal : Then what's this motherfuckin' electron doing right there?
Shonte Jr. : Shit, I don't know!
Jamaal : Well, get it outta there then!
Shonte Jr. : Okay, so, you're sayin' I add up the atomic masses of the proton and the neutron, right, I see's that, but what do I do with the goddamn electron? Can I bring it over here?
Jamaal : Enrico Fermi'd roll over in his motherfucking grave if he heard that stupid shit. I mean, he'd just turn over ass up in your face. He wouldn't give a fuck!
Lee Harvey : Hey, Jamaal, man, just cut my man some slack, dog.
Jamaal : Look here, man, I'm just tryin' to help him save face, all right? I mean, you know, he keep askin' questions like that, motherfuckers gonna think he's stupid!
Shonte Jr. : I ain't stupid.
Jamaal : Aw, shit, man.
Charlie Baileygates : Mornin', fellas.
Lee Harvey : Oh, hey, Dad.
Jamaal : Hey, Pops, how you doin', man?
Charlie Baileygates : What's all the commotion down here?
Jamaal : Oh, you know, just school shit and shit.
Charlie Baileygates : How's my little guy doing?
Shonte Jr. : Struggling. This quantum physics is confusing. If I don't buckle down, I'm gonna get myself another B-plus.
Charlie Baileygates : Ooh, that'd be whack.
Lee Harvey : Man, he so fuckin' dumb, he think calculus is a goddamn emperor.
Jamaal : [bumping fists] Give it up, dog.
Shonte Jr. : Yeah, well, you think polypeptide's a motherfuckin' toothpaste!
Jamaal : He may have advanced delusionary schizophrenia with involuntary narcissistic rage. But he is a very gentle person!
Hank Evans : [singing to The Dwarves' MotherFucker] I'm a Motherfucker! I'm a Motherfucker! I'm a Mo-Mo-Mo-Mo-Mo-Mo-Mo-Mo-Mo...
[sees Irene with a lawn dart at the ready]
Hank Evans : Whoa, whoa, whoa.
[turns off radio]
Hank Evans : What's the buzz? Tell me what's happenin'.
Hank Evans : Listen, Pocahontas, unless you put your ear to the ground, you'll never hear the buffalo comin'!
Irene P. Waters : Look, I don't know what that means, okay?
Hank Evans : It means either he's gotta make up a battle plan, or old Hank's gonna have to take over for Charlie for good.
Irene P. Waters : Did you just refer to yourself in the fourth person?
Hank Evans : Just because I rock doesn't mean I'm made of stone.
Irene P. Waters : Stay away from me, Hank! I know what you have planned, OK? I saw your so-called "supplies."
Hank Evans : Oh... that! I wasn't gonna just... ram it home, you know. I was gonna... lube it up and ease it in there, inch by inch, like a gentleman.
Irene P. Waters : I was talking about the shovel and the lime.
Charlie Baileygates : I'm not leaving till the morning, but you know the rules when I go: no bitches after eleven.
Hank Evans : Vagiclean, huh? What's the matter, honey? Little extra cheese on the taco?
Mrs. Bittman : Excuse me?
Hank Evans : No, excuse me. There's no tag on this.
Hank Evans : Price check on Vagiclean, aisle five. I repeat: price check on Vagiclean, aisle five. That's Vagiclean. We've got a customer down here with a full-on fallopian fungus. She's baking a loaf of bread and I think it's sourdough.
Hank Evans : Charlie's like origami, he folds under pressure.
[Charlie takes his medication at the Massena Police Station]
Irene P. Waters : What are those for?
Charlie Baileygates : Oh! It's just this stupid thing. I have to take a pill every six hours or I feel... funny. No big deal.
Irene P. Waters : What's it called?
Charlie Baileygates : Advanced delusionary schizophrenia with involuntary narcissistic rage.
[When a guy throws a cigarette butt onto the ground]
Hank Evans : Well fuck my ozone.
Charlie Baileygates : Will you stay with me, no matter what?
Layla : Of course, Charlie.
Charlie Baileygates : Well, what if I had to move to the Arctic and you could never come home and you had to eat whale blubber for the rest of your life, would you still stay with me?
Layla : Yeah, I'd stay. But I hope that never happens.
[Charlie, under his alter ego Hank, is dunking a rude little girl in a park fountain]
Hank Evans : You had enough? You've learned your lesson about jumping rope in the street and using dirty language?
Little Girl : I'm gonna tell my daddy on you, Charlie!
Hank Evans : Wrong answer! And the name's Hank, fuckface. Learn it!
Irene P. Waters : Hank. I really, really appreciate your help. But is there any way that maybe we could get Charlie back out here for a little huddle?
Hank Evans : No problem. And while you're at it, why don't you go climb that pole over there and take a big steamy piss on the power lines? Look, I'm not here to twist your niblets. I'm here to save your life. But if I'm going to do that, I'll need total uninanonynymity.
[Whitey and Charlie are lying in bed in a hotel room together]
Charlie Baileygates : So, Whitey, what happened to your family?
Whitey : I killed them. I hacked them up with a hammer while they were asleep. Ma, Pa, Bro, Sis. She was awake, my sis. I was just released from prison on my 21st birthday. I wasn't ready to leave but they said I had to. Fucked up law, huh?
Hank Evans : Hi, ladies. My name is Charlie Baileygates. Would you like to see my weasel?
[after Hank crashes the guy's car into his shop]
Hank Evans : There ya go, buddy. I parked it for ya. And by the way, you got a headlight out.
[Puts ticket on the windshield]
Hank Evans : Ever been bitch slapped?
Hank Evans : Free hot dogs here, all you can eat! Get your foot long and a bag of nuts!
Hank Evans : Come on, don't be mad, my little pussy-fart.
Hank Evans : Well looky here, it's a human Q-tip.
Hank Evans : [to Irene] Name's Hank, Hank Evans - for little girls...
Charlie Baileygates : I never said anything remotely racist!
Limo Driver : Oooh, so it's the little people thing, than?
Charlie Baileygates : No!
Limo Driver : You think just coz I'm small you can just push me around? Well, come on my friend. Let's boogie! I'm gonna give a little lesson in low center of gravity!
[Limo Driver chases Charlie]
Charlie Baileygates : Hey, cut it! Stop it now, Sir!
Limo Driver : Don't patronize me with that 'Sir' crap!
[after Dicky falls on Hank]
Hank Evans : Warden. I want my own cell.
Hank Evans : [after Dickie gets knocked out] Oh, your golf buddy?
Irene P. Waters : Yeah.
Hank Evans : Well, I hope he doesn't mind if I play through.
Irene P. Waters : Knock it off, Hank!
Hank Evans : Okay, turn around. I'll play the back nine.
Irene P. Waters : Stop it.
Hank Evans : C'mon. He couldn't have chewed up the greens that badly.
Irene P. Waters : Get away from me!
Hank Evans : Whoa!
Irene P. Waters : He hasn't played the course in a long time, okay? It was Charlie who was putting.
Hank Evans : Charlie?
Irene P. Waters : Yeah, that's right. He may not be long off the tee, but he's got a pretty good up and down game.
Hank Evans : [Frustrated] What the hell is that suppo- Could we just speak English for a second here?