Hackers (1995)

English Teacher: Angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night.
Dade Murphy: Ginsberg.
English Teacher: Nice, very nice.

Ramon Sanchez: So, uh, what's your interest in Kate Libby, eh? Academic? Purely sexual?
Dade Murphy: Homicidal.

Razor: Remember, hacking is more than just a crime. It's a survival trait.

Kate Libby: I hope you don't screw like you type.

Kate Libby: Here's your class.
Dade Murphy: My class. You mean I'm... I'm not in your class?
Kate Libby: No. You're not in my class.
Dade Murphy: Gimme time.

Cereal Killer: Snoop on to them.
Nikon: As they snoop on to us.

The Plague: Kid, don't threaten me. There are worse things than death, and uh, I can do all of them.

Kate Libby: 'God gave men brains larger than dogs so they wouldn't hump women's legs at cocktail parties.' - Ruth Libby.
English Teacher: I'm not sure your mother counts as a significant author of the 20th century.
Kate Libby: Her last book sold 2 million copies.

Cereal Killer: When I was a child, I spoke as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child, but when I became a man, I put away childish things. What? It's Corinthians one, chapter thirteen verse eleven.

Kate Libby: Never send a boy to do a woman's job.

Dade Murphy: Blow me.
The Plague: Thank you.

Cereal Killer: FYI man, all right. You could sit at home, and do like absolutely nothing, and your name goes through like 17 computers a day. 1984? Yeah right, man. That's a typo. Orwell is here now. He's livin' large. We have no names, man. No names. We are nameless.

Dade Murphy: Anything else, mom? You want me to mow the lawn? Oops! I forgot, New York, No grass.

Dade Murphy: Hack the planet! Hack the planet.

Kate Libby: Why'd he come to you?
Dade Murphy: I got a record! I was 'Zero Cool'.
Paul Cook: Zero Cool? Crashed fifteen hundred and seven computers in one day? Biggest crash in history, front page New York Times August 10th, 1988. I thought you was black man. YO this is zero cool.

The Plague: Type "cookie", you idiot.

The Plague: There is no right and wrong. There's only fun and boring.

The Plague: You wanted to know who I am, Zero Cool? Well, let me explain the New World Order. Governments and corporations need people like you and me. We are Samurai... the Keyboard Cowboys... and all those other people who have no idea what's going on are the cattle... Moooo.

Cereal Killer: We have just gotten a wake-up call from the Nintendo Generation.

Nikon: You're in the butter zone now, baby.