Which movie did the famous quote, get off yer horse and drink yer milk, come from?
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The 1972 film "The Cowboys" about taking a group of school boys on a cattle drive.
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Charlie and the Chocolate Factory-the old one with Gene Wilder. He says that line when he throws Charlie and his Grandpa out for stealing fizzy lifting drinks.
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its from "the Candyman" [movie]
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Original quote was by Dr. William W. Purkey, an internationally recognized leader in the theory and practice of making schools and classrooms inviting places to learn, and the co-founder of the International Alliance for Invitational Education, an organization of more than 1200 individuals who believe that schools should be engaging places where students enjoy learning.\n\nIt was made popular in the song "Come From The Heart" written by Susannah Clark and Richard Leigh.
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no idea, but here are some other quotes from the movie:\n\nhttp://www.imdb.com/title/tt0430634/quotes
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We Gotta Get Outta This Place- The Animals(1965)\n\n  \n  \nLyrics for: We Gotta Get Out Of This Place \n  \nIn this dirty old part of the city\nWhere the sun refused to shine\nPeople tell me there ain't no use in tryin'\n\nNow my girl you're so young and pretty\nAnd one thing I know is true\nYou'll be dead before your time is due, I know\n\nWatch my daddy in bed dyin'\nWatched his hair been turnin' grey\nHe's been workin' and slavin' his life away\nOh yes I know it\n\n(Yeah) He's been workin' so hard\n(Yeah) I've been workin' too, baby\n(Yeah) Every night and day\n(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)\n\nWe gotta get out of this place\nIf it's the last thing we ever do\nWe gotta get out of this place\n'Cause girl, there's a better life for me and you\n\nNow my girl you're so young and pretty\nAnd one thing I know is true, yeah\nYou'll be dead before your time is due, I know it\n\nWatch my daddy in bed dyin'\nWatched his hair been turnin' grey, yeah\nHe's been workin' and slavin' his life away\nI know he's been workin' so hard\n(Yeah) I've been workin' too, baby\n(Yeah) Every day baby\n(Yeah) Whoa\n(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)\n\nWe gotta get out of this place\nIf it's the last thing we ever do\nWe gotta get out of this place\nGirl, there's a better life for me and you\nSomewhere baby, somehow I know it\n\nWe gotta get out of this place\nIf it's the last thing we ever do\nWe gotta get out of this place\nGirl, there's a better life for me and you\nBelieve me baby\nI know it baby\nou know it too
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Hunter S. Thompson. The entire quote is: 'Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming "Wow! What a Ride!"' \n\nHope I helped!!
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Leave (Get Out) by Jojo\n\nLyrics:\nhttp://www.lyricsdomain.com/10/jojo/leave_get_out.html
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"What goes around comes around."  UNK\n\n“A day without laughter is a day wasted.” - Charlie Chaplin\n\n"Work like you don't need the money. \nLove like you've never been hurt.\nDance like nobody's watching."-UNK
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I don't know if there's much etymology of the phrase, but here's an article about it which puts forth some interesting possibilities of the origin.\n\nQuote from the site:\n\n"Some linguists and historians think the expression must have been well known during the war years, citing a story about General Eisenhower's dog. The story goes that the dog (Felix) urinated on a map and the officers joked that the enemy was "pissed off." (Leonard Mosely, Marshall, 1982)."
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Star? Not I! Movie – it too has a star in or a cameo who wore mask – cast are livewires. Soda-pop straws are sold, as part-encased a hot tin, I saw it in mad dog I met. Is dog rosy? Tie-dye booths in rocks. All ewes lessen ill. I see sheep in Syria? He, not I, deep in Syria, has done. No one radio drew old one. Many moths – I fondle his; no lemons are sold. Loot delis, yob, moths in a deli bundle his tin. Pins to net a ball I won – pins burst input. I loot to get a looter a spot paler. Arm a damsel – doom a dam. Not a base camera was in a frost, first on knees on top spot. Now a camera was a widened dam. Ask: Cold, do we dye? No, hot – push tap, set on to hosepipe. Nuts in a pod liven. A chasm regrets a motto of a fine veto of wars. Too bad – I all won. A sadist sent cadets – a war reign a hero derides. A bad loser, a seer, tossed a cradle – he begat to cosset – a minaret for Carole, Beryl, Nora. We’re not as poor to self. I risk cold as main is tidal. As not one to delay burden, I don’t set it on “hot”. A foot made free pie race losses runnier. As draw won pull, eye won nose. Vile hero saw order it was in – even a moron saw it – no, witnessed it: Llama drops – ark riots. Evil P.M. in a sorer opus enacts all laws but worst arose. Grab a nosey llama – nil lesser good, same nicer omen. In pins? No, it is open. If a top spins, dip in soot. Madam, as I desire, dictates: Pull aside, damsels, I set a rag not for a state bastion. A test I won e.g. a contest I won. Kidnap, in part, an idle hero. Megastars, red, rosy, tied no tie. Blast! A hero! We do risk a yeti’s opposition! He too has a wee bagel still up to here held. Demigods pack no mask, cap nor a bonnet, for at last a case is open – I left a tip – it wets. A dog wets too. Radios to help pay my tip, pull a tip. Ale, zoo beer, frets yon animal. Can it? New sex arose but, we sots, not to panic – it’s ale – did I barrel? Did I lose diadem, rare carrot in a jar of mine? Droop as tops sag – unseen knots. A cat ate straw as buck risk cud; evil foe, nil a red nag ate? Bah! Plan it – silage. Model foot in arboreta. I, dark Satanist, set fire – voodoo – to slat. I design a metal as parrot, I deem it now. One vast sum is no ten in set – amen! Indeed, nine drag a yam, nine drag a tie. Dame nabs flower; can we help man? Woman is worse nob. Mud level rose, so refill a rut. A nag of iron I made to trot I defied – I risk leg and its ulnae. Can a pen I felt to bid dollar or recite open a crate, open a cradle, his garret? Sample hot Edam in a pan. I’m a rotten digger – often garden I plan, I agreed; All agreed? Aye, bore ensign; I’d a veto – I did lose us site. Wool to hem us? No, cotton. Site pen in acacias or petals a last angel bee frets in. I met a gorilla (simian); a mate got top snug Noel fire-lit role. Manet, Pagnol, both girdle his reed bogs. Flan I reviled, a vet nods to order it, Bob, and assign it. Totem users go help mates pull as eye meets eye. Son – mine – pots a free pie, yes? No. Left a tip? Order a dish to get. A ring is worn – it is gold. Log no Latin in a monsignor, wet or wise. Many a menu to note carrot. Cat in a boot loots; As I live, do not tell! A bare pussy, as flat on fire, I know loots guns, fires a baton, nets a hero my ale drop made too lax. If it is to rain, a man is a sign; I wore macs, no melons rot. I use moths if rats relive, sir, or retire. Vendor pays: I admire vendee, his pots net roe. Nine dames order an opal fan; I’ll ask cold log fire vendor to log igloo frost. Under Flat Six exist no devils. Marxist nods to Lenin. To Lenin I say: “Mama is a deb, besides a bad dosser.” Gen it up to get “ova” for “egg”. I recall a tarot code: yell at a dessert side-dish sale. Yes/nos a task cartel put correlate: E.S.P. rocks a man. I am a man, am no cad, I’m aware where it’s at! Fire! Its an ogre-god to help, man, as I go. Do not swap; draw, pull a troll! It’s not a cat I milk –
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Mile End was from Trainspotting not Pulp Fiction.  The song you want is "Surf Rider" by The Lively Ones.
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I am fond of Winston Churchill's comeback to a woman telling him he was drunk....' And you, madam are ugly.  But I will be sober in the morning.'  \nAlso Eddo Brandes, the cricketer... an Australian close fielder yelled at him while he was batting 'Oy Brandes, why are you so fat??!' - his comeback was 'Coz every time I f*** your wife she gives me a biscuit.'
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hmmm...good one.  From Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory I like, "If God intended us to walk, he wouldn't have invented roller skates."\n\nFrom Charlie and the Chocolate Factory I like, "Everything in this room is eat-able.  Even I am eat-able but that would be canabalism and is frowned on in most societies."
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Scarface dude ! Tony Montana would slaughter Michael anyday of the week. \n\nMy favorite quotes. . . .from my memory so might be wrong.\nI have only seen the movie more than 30 times. Sorry for bad language but that is part of the movie.\n\nIn this country, you gotta make the money first. Then when you get the money, you get the power. Then when you get the power, then you get the women.\n\nI neva f**ked anybody over in my life, who didn't have it comin' to 'im, you got that? All I have in this world is my balls, and my word, and I don't break 'em for no one, jou understand?\n\nEh, f**k you, man! Who put this thing together? Me, that's who! Who do I trust? Me! I don't need him; I don't need her. Everything is roses. I don't need nobody.\n\nWhattaya lookin' at? You're all a bunch of f**king a$$holes. You know why? 'Cause you don't have the guts to be what you wanna be. You need people like me. You need people like me so you can point your f**king fingers, and say "that's the bad guy." So, what dat make you? Good? You're not good; you just know how to hide. Howda lie. Me, I don't have that problem. Me, I always tell the truth--even when I lie. So say goodnight to the bad guy. Come on; the last time you gonna see a bad guy like this, let me tell ya. Come on, make way for the bad guy. There's a bad guy comin' through; you better get outta his way!
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"Hello. My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die." from the Princess Bride.
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"they're gonna send you back to mother in a cardboard box!  You better run!"\n\n- "Run like Hell", Pink Floyd