Thelma and Louise (1991)

Thelma: I know it's crazy, but I just feel like I got a knack for this shit.
Louise: I believe you do.

Louise: Well, we're not in the middle of nowhere, but we can see it from here.

Louise: Look, Thelma, you just gotta stop talking to people. You gotta stop being so open. We're fugitives now, all right? Let's start behaving like that.

Louise: You know, certain words and phrases just keep drifting through my mind. Things like, incarceration, cavity search, death by electrocution, life imprisonment, shit like that. You know what I'm sayin'? So do I want to come out alive? I don't know. I... I don't know. I think we're gonna have to think about that.

Louise: You let her go, you fuckin' asshole, or I'm gonna splatter your ugly face all over this nice car.

Thelma: I don't remember ever feeling this awake.

J.D.: Well, now, I've always believed that done properly, armed robbery doesn't have to be a totally unpleasant experience.

Thelma: Louise, no matter what happens, I'm glad I came with you.

Jimmy: Did I hear somebody say "Peaches"?
Louise: Oh my God. Jimmy.
Jimmy: That's the secret word. Show the lady what she's won, Don.

Thelma: Wait. What? You wanna go to Mexico from Oklahoma, but you don't wanna go through Texas?
Louise: Thelma, you know how I feel about Texas! We're not going that way.
Thelma: Yeah, I know, Louise, but we're running for our lives. I mean, can't you make an exception? I mean, look at the map! The only thing between Oklahoma and Mexico is Texas! Look.

Louise: Well, you get what you settle for.

Max: Uh, yeah, well, if she calls, just be gentle. You know, like, you're really happy to hear from her. Like you really miss her. Women love that shit.

Lena, the Waitress: Neither of those two was the murdering type, Hal.

Thelma: I had a suggestion that we go to the police, but you didn't like that, so frankly, Louise, I'm out of ideas.
Louise: Well, what's the big rush, Thelma? I mean, if we give 'em enough time, they'll come to us.

Thelma: Come on, Louise. Don't blow it.

Louise: Is he your husband or your father?

Louise: Oh, darlin', I'm so happy for you. That's great. I really am. You finally got laid properly. That's so sweet.

Louise: Tell him you're having a wonderful time and you'll be home tomorrow night.
Thelma: Will I be?
Louise: I don't know. I won't.

Max: You know, the one thing I can't figure out is whether these girls are real smart or just real, real lucky?
Hal: Don't matter. Brains'll only get you so far and luck always runs out.

Louise: Yeah, where do you get off behaving like that with women you don't even know? Huh? Huh? How'd you feel if someone did that to your mother? Or your sister? Or your wife?