Top 30 Quotes From Ke Huy Quan

Waymond: I've seen thousands of Evelyns, but never a Evelyn like you. You have so many goals you never finished. Dreams you never followed. You are living your worst you.
Evelyn: I cannot be the worst. What about that hot dog one?
Waymond: No. Everyone here agrees. This one's worse. Can't you see? Every failure here, branched off into a success for another Evelyn in another life. Most people only have a few significant alternate life paths so close to them. But you, here... you're capable of anything because you're so bad at everything.

Waymond: You can either come with me and live up to your ultimate potential, or lie here and live with the consequences.
Evelyn: I want to lie here.

Evelyn: [puts google eye on her forehead]
Waymond: What are you doing?
Evelyn: Learning to fight like you.

[the Goonies are collecting coins from a wishing well]
Stef: Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, stop, stop! You can't do this.
Data: Why?
Mikey: Why?
Stef: Because these are somebody else's wishes. They're somebody else's dreams.
Mouth: Yeah, but you know what? This one, this one right here. This was my dream, my wish. And it didn't come true. So I'm taking it back. I'm taking them all back.

Indiana: Willie, Willie, Willie. What kind of a name is that? Is it short for something?
Willie: Willie is my professional name, Indiana.
Short: Hey, lady! You call him Dr. Jones!
Indiana: *My* professional name.

Evelyn: What if... I want to go back? Back to the other universe...
Waymond: [Waymond begins shaking her furiously] Shut it down. Shut it down! Are you with me? Come back!

Waymond: [as Alpha Waymond] Every rejection, every disappointment has led you to this moment. Don't let anything distract you from it.

[Indy and Short Round are trapped in a room]
Indiana: Stop! Look, just - stand against the wall, will ya?
[Short Round stands against the wall, springing a trap]
Short: You say to stand against the wall! I listen to what you say! Not my fault! Not my fault!

Short: Indy! Cover your heart! Cover your heart!

Short: I keep telling you, you listen to me more, you live longer!

Data: Hey any of you guys ever hear of Detroit?
Mikey: No.
Mouth: Sointenly! Where Motown started. It's also got the highest murder rate in the country.
Data: Well, let me tell you what. That's where we're going when we lose the house tomorrow.
Mikey: You shut up about that stuff, it'll never happen. My dad will fix it.
Brandon: Yeah sure he will. If he gets his next 400 paychecks by tommorrow afternoon.
Mikey: That's wrong Brand! It won't happen.

Waymond: The only thing I do know is that we have to be kind. Please, be kind. Especially when we don't know what's going on.

[last lines]
Indiana: Anything can happen. It's a long way to Delhi.
Willie: No, thanks. No more adventures with you, Dr. Jones.
Indiana: Sweetheart, after all the fun we've had together?
Willie: If you think I'm going to Delhi with you, or anyplace else after all the trouble you've gotten me into, think again, buster! I'm going home to Missouri where they never feed you snakes before ripping your heart out and lowering you into hot pits! This is NOT my idea of a swell time!
[to native]
Willie: Excuse me, sir. I need a guide to Delhi. If you could...
[Indy snaps his whip around Willie's waist and pulls her back]
Willie: Oh...
Short: Very funny. Very funny.
[Indy and Willie start to kiss]
Short: Uh-oh!

Willie: Oh, no. Oh, no. Mister! Oh, mister, wake up, please.
Short: You call him Dr. Jones, doll.
Willie: Okay. Dr Jones. Dr. Jones. Oh, wake up, please.
Indiana: Are we there already? Good.
Willie: No. No one's flying the plane! They've all gone. You know how to fly, don't you?
Indiana: No. Do you? How hard can it be?

Waymond: I wanted to start off the new year on a new foot. But, maybe you're right. Maybe we would have been better off, if we had never gotten married.
Evelyn: I never said that.
Waymond: You didn't have to. It's the way you look at me.

Short: What is Sankara?
Indiana: Fortune and glory, kid. Fortune and glory.

Indiana: Short Round! Quit fooling around with that kid! Get down in the cart now!
Short: Okey-dokey, Indy!
Little: [to Shorty] Please listen. To get out you must take the left tunnel.
Short: Thank you.

Waymond: [subtitles] So, even though you have broken my heart yet again, I wanted to say, in another life, I would have really liked just doing laundry and taxes with you.

Irene: Boys, I am taking Rosalita to the supermarket. Now listen, I am going to be back in about an hour. Mikey, I want you kept inside. Brandon, if he's coming down with asthma, I don't want him out in the rain.
Brandon: He should be put in a plastic bubble.
Irene: I'm serious Brandon! That's not funny. He takes one step outside and you'll be in the deepest, absolutely the deepest, shi, shi, shi...
Brandon: Shit, Ma!
Irene: I don't like that language but that's exactly what you're going to be in. And you, Data.
Data: Data,
Irene: Data,use the back door from now on okay?

Waymond: You think because l'm kind that it means I'm naive, and maybe I am. It's strategic and necessary. This is how I fight.

[Willie accidentally sets off the same trap she just sprang]
Short: It wasn't me! It's her!

Waymond: [to Alternate Evelyn; subtitles] You think I'm weak don't you? All of those years ago when we first fell in love... your father would say I was too sweet for my own good. Maybe he was right.
Waymond: [to verse-jumpers] Please! Please! Can we... can we just stop fighting?
Waymond: [subtitles] You tell me it's a cruel world... and we're all running around in circles. I know that. I've been on this earth just as many days as you.
Waymond: I know you are all fighting because you are scared and confused. I'm confused too. All day... I don't know what the heck is going on. But somehow... this feels like it's all my fault.
Waymond: [subtitles] When I choose to see the good side of things, I'm not being naive. It is strategic and necessary. It's how I've learned to survive through everything.
Waymond: I don't know. The only thing I do know... is that we have to be kind. Please... be kind... especially when we don't know what's going on.
Waymond: [subtitles] I know you see yourself as a fighter. Well, I see myself as one too. This is how I fight.

Andy: Watch this.
[Data's father takes a camera out of his jacket and proceeds to take a picture but the film falls out. Andy starts laughing]
Andy: He's just like his father.
Data: [in Chinese] That's okay daddy. You can't hug a photograph.
Mr. Wang: [in Chinese] You are my greatest invention.

Evelyn: There is no way I am the Evelyn you are looking for.
Waymond: No, I see it so clearly.
Evelyn: See what? I'm no good at anything.
Waymond: Exactly. I've seen thousands of Evelyns, but never an Evelyn like you. You have so many goals you never finished, dreams you never followed. You're living your worst you.
Evelyn: I cannot be the worst. What about the hot dog one?
Waymond: No. Can't you see? Every failure here branched off into a success for another Evelyn in another life. Most people only have a few significant alternate life paths so close to them. But you, here, you're capable of anything because you're so bad at everything.

Joy: Mom, just stop! Good for you. You're figuring your shit out. And that's great. I'm really, really happy for you. But I'm tired. I don't want to hurt anymore. And for some reason when I'm with you, it just hurts the both of us. So let's just go our separate ways, ok? Just let me go!
Evelyn: Ok.
[pause]
Evelyn: Wait. You are getting fat. And you never call me even though we have a family plan. And it's free. You only visit when you need something. And you got a tattoo and I don't care if it's supposed to represent our family. You know I hate tattoos. And of all the places I could be, why would I want to be here with you? Yes, you're right. It doesn't make sense.
Waymond: Evelyn, stop. That's enough!
Joy: Let her finish!
Evelyn: Maybe it's like you said. Maybe there is something out there, some new discovery that will make us feel like even smaller pieces of shit. Something that explains why you still went looking for me through all of this noise. And why, no matter what, I still want to be here with you. I will always, always, want to be here with you.
[Joy starts crying]
Joy: So what? You're just gonna ignore everything else? You could be anything, anywhere. Why not go somewhere where your daughter is more than just this? Here, all we get are a few specks of time where any of this actually makes any sense.
Evelyn: Then I will cherish these few specks of time.
[Evelyn and Joy embrace]

Willie: THAT'S the maharaja? A *kid*?
Short: Maybe he likes *older* women.

Short: Wow! Holy Smoke! Crash landing!
Indiana: Short Round, step on it.
Short: Okey dokey, Dr. Jones.
[turns his cap around]
Short: Hold on to your potatoes!
Willie: For crying out loud, there's a *kid* driving the car!

Indiana: [groping desperately down Willie's dress] Where's the antidote?
Willie: Oh, listen, I just met you! Oh, I'm not that kind of girl...
Short: Hey, Dr. Jones, no time for love. We've got company.

Deirdre: Mrs. Wang? Mrs. Wang? Hello? Look, I'm sure you have a lot on your mind, but I cannot imagine anything mattering more than the conversation we are now having concerning your tax liability. Need I remind you that there is already a lien on your property? Repossession is well within our rights.
Evelyn: I know. I am paying attention.
[Deirdre gestures behind her to some very suggestively-looking trophies behind her with her name on them]
Deirdre: Do you see these? You don't get one of these unless you've seen a lot of bullshit. Excuse my French. Now you may only see a pile of boring forms and numbers, but I see a story. With nothing but a stack of receipts, I can trace the ups and downs of your lives. And it does not look good. It. Does. Not. Look Good.
Waymond: Sorry, my wife confuses her hobbies for businesses! An honest mistake.
Deirdre: Oh. Okay. Well, with all of these "honest mistakes", I mean, even if we don't charge you with fraud, we'll most certainly have to fine you for gross negligence.

Indiana: Stay behind me, Short Round. Step where I step, and don't touch anything.
[curious, Short Round touches a lamp. A door falls open, with two dessicated mummies falling out. Short Round yells and backpedals]
Short: I step where you step! I touch nothing!