Quotes from Kevin Kline movies and TV shows - page 4 of 5

Tulio: Any last words?
Miguel: I will cut you to ribbons.
Tulio: Fool! Such mediocrity! Let your sword do the talking.
Miguel: I will, it will be loquacious to a fault.

Tulio: Wait a minute, new plan: we find the city of gold, we take the gold, and then we row back to Spain.
Miguel: And buy Spain.

Miguel: Look! El Dorado! The city of gold! This could be our destiny! Our fate.
Tulio: Miguel, if I believed in fate, I wouldn't be playing with loaded dice.

Tulio: Look, change of plans. We have to grab what we can and go.
Miguel: What? Why?
Tulio: Because the High Priest is nuts.

Miguel: You fight like my sister.
Tulio: I've fought your sister. That's a compliment.

Miguel: Oh, come on.
Tulio: I'm not coming on.

Tulio: Miguel, he's a ruthless war-horse, not a poodle.

Tulio: Your horse bit me in the butt.

Miguel: Tulio, you worry too much.
Tulio: No, I worry exactly the right amount. You can never worry too much.

Miguel: You don't think... Cortes could have got here before us and.
Tulio: And what? Taken all the really big rocks? The scoundrel.

Jeffrey Anderson: Of course I'm an egomaniac! I have America's Sweetheart climbing up my drainpipe.

Celeste Talbert: I didn't know it was your drainpipe, I thought it was somebody else's drainpipe.
Jeffrey Anderson: Your eyes, they're burning.
Celeste Talbert: I've got the flu.
Jeffrey Anderson: No, they're burning with passion.
Celeste Talbert: You're full of shit.
Jeffrey Anderson: Of course I'm full of shit but not about that.

Jeffrey Anderson: One more date we would've had a Greek tragedy on our hands.

Celeste Talbert: Oh, I'll tell you why I'm here! I'm here because... I... I.
Jeffrey Anderson: Come on, say it!"I want you, Jeffery. I'm consumed with jealousy for my neice, because I want you."
Celeste Talbert: Oh, please.
Jeffrey Anderson: Admit it, you have feelings for me.
Celeste Talbert: My feelings are about you, not FOR you. There's a big difference.

Jeffrey Anderson: You have beautiful eyes.
Ariel Maloney: Ooh, they're nothing compared to my tits.

Artemus Gordon: She's a breath of fresh ass.
Capt. James West: Pardon me?
Artemus Gordon: What?
Capt. James West: You said "ass."
Artemus Gordon: No, I didn't. I said, "It's nice having her on board, she's a breast of fresh air."
Capt. James West: Let's just get some shut ass.

Capt. James West: Let me tell you something about your beloved art of disguise, Gordon. That night at Fat Can's, it wasn't a difficult task to tell that you weren't a woman.
Artemus Gordon: I was propositioned by three men.

Artemus Gordon: Oh, look. My auxiliary tool kit, I forgot all about it. It must have fallen out of my pocket.
Capt. James West: Your pocket? Why wasn't it on some spring-loaded contraption that shoots out your ass?
Artemus Gordon: That's the first place Loveless would have looked.

Capt. James West: I thought I'd go as a government agent who's going to shoot and kill General Bloodbath McGrath.
Artemus Gordon: An armed Negro cowboy costume in a room full of white, Southern, former slave-owners. You'll win first prize.

President Grant: And you, West, not every situation calls for your patented approach of "shoot first, shoot later, shoot some more and then when everybody's dead try to ask a question or two."