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Paul Soter Quotes
| Birthday: | August 16, 1969 | 
| Birthplace: | Sacramento, California, United States | 
| Educated At: | Colgate University | 
| Nationality: | United States Of America | 
| Occupations: | Screenwriter, Actor, Zuripanta | 
			Total quotes: 45
		
		
	Paul Soter
BirthnameBirthday: August 16, 1969
Birthplace: Sacramento, California, United States
Educated At: Colgate University
Nationality: United States Of America
Occupations: Screenwriter, Actor, Zuripanta
				Total quotes: 45
			
			
		
	
	
	“Captain O’Hagan: Did you guys put in for any transfers yet?
Mac: I applied for a guard job—at the post office.
[collective groan]
Thorny: Hey, you’ll finally be able to shoot someone.”
		
		
              Mac: I applied for a guard job—at the post office.
[collective groan]
Thorny: Hey, you’ll finally be able to shoot someone.”
		Tagged:
					Going Postal, 					shooting			
 
		
	
		
	
	
	“Farva: Don’t call me radio, unit 91.
Mac: Then don’t call me unit 91, radio.
Farva: Are you done?”
		
		
                            Mac: Then don’t call me unit 91, radio.
Farva: Are you done?”
		Tagged:
					radio			
 
		
	
		
	
	
	“Mac: How’s your shooting, Thorny?
Thorny: Good. I’ve been dead on all morning.
Mac: What about that little guy?
[points to a bullet hole in the shooting target’s neck]
Thorny: Who, that little guy? I wouldn’t worry about that little guy.”
		
		
              Thorny: Good. I’ve been dead on all morning.
Mac: What about that little guy?
[points to a bullet hole in the shooting target’s neck]
Thorny: Who, that little guy? I wouldn’t worry about that little guy.”
		Tagged:
					shooting, 					Understatement			
 
		
	
		
	
	
	“No, Farva, you are under arrest for being a complete and total fuckhead.”
	
		
		
                            
		Tagged:
					you're under arrest, 					fuckhead			
 
		
	
		
	
	
	“Farva: It doesn't matter cause I'm going to win ten million dollars.
Thorny: What are you going to do with ten million dollars, and you can't say buy the Cleveland Cavaliers.
Farva: I'd buy a ten-million-dollar car.
Thorny: That's a good investment but I'd still pull you over.
Farva: Bullshit. You couldn't pull me over, and even if you did I'd activate my car's wings and I'd fly away. [Farva pulls off ticket from cup and pop spills all over him from the hole behind the ticket]
Farva: Dammit, you burger punk. You son of a bitch!”
		
		
                                                                                                  Thorny: What are you going to do with ten million dollars, and you can't say buy the Cleveland Cavaliers.
Farva: I'd buy a ten-million-dollar car.
Thorny: That's a good investment but I'd still pull you over.
Farva: Bullshit. You couldn't pull me over, and even if you did I'd activate my car's wings and I'd fly away. [Farva pulls off ticket from cup and pop spills all over him from the hole behind the ticket]
Farva: Dammit, you burger punk. You son of a bitch!”
		Tagged:
					Investment, 					Son of a Bitch			
 
		
	
		
	
	
	“Thorny: Where are your shoes?
Foster: What are you, the shoe police?
Thorny: I am, and you owe me 20 laps around the bar.
Foster: Black magic only works on the rookie.
Thorny: That's brown magic.”
		
		
                                                                                    Foster: What are you, the shoe police?
Thorny: I am, and you owe me 20 laps around the bar.
Foster: Black magic only works on the rookie.
Thorny: That's brown magic.”
		Tagged:
					black magic, 					shoe police			
 
		
	
		
	
	
	“Captain O'Hagan: Bulletproof cup, huh? I invented this gag, Rabbit. Only in my day, the rookie got naked. [fires through the window, accidentally shooting out the glass] And we also used blanks. You're a sick motherfucker, Mac.
Mac: Thanks, Chief!”
		
		
                                                                                                                                                          Mac: Thanks, Chief!”
		Tagged:
					Bulletproof, 					sick motherfucker			
 
		
	
		
	
	
	“[Mac gets shot in the crotch while wearing the steel cup ]
Foster: How you feelin' there, Mac?
Mac: Good enough...to fuck...your mother.”
		
		
                                                                                                                          Foster: How you feelin' there, Mac?
Mac: Good enough...to fuck...your mother.”
		Tagged:
					fuck your mother			
 
		
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