Scarface est remplie de phrase culte et encore il faudrait rédiger un pavé pour les montrer

Dans ce pays, il faut d’abord faire le fric, et quand tu as le pognon tu as le pouvoir, et quand tu as le pouvoir tu as toute les bonnes femmes.

The World is Yours.

J’ai des mains faites pour l’or et elles sont dans la merde

Tony montana

Tu pourrais aspirer une balle de golfe à travers un tuyau d'arrosage

Full Metal

Et j'oubliais:

« On est pas bien là ? Paisible, à la fraiche, décontracté du gland. Et on bandera quand on aura envie de bander. » Les Valseuses

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PMlXJbXTgZQ

"Touche pas au grisby, salope !" Les tontons flingueurs

Sergent Hartman : Combien tu mesures 2ème pompe ?!
Cowboy : Chef, 1m75, chef !
Sergent Hartman : 1m75 ! Jamais vu un tas de merde aussi haut que ça ! Tu m’entuberais pas de 2 cm quelque part ?!

Je pense que Full Metal est imbattable au niveau des répliques

Mario Link C'est clair que 120% des répliques de ce film sont cultes

En VF, ça fait parodique.

"I stabbed my wife in the pussy"

"Que vous m'écoutiez chanter ou non, ça n'a trou-du-cul n'importance"
Ace Ventura

I like the way you die boy

Putain VDD j'allai la mettre

Ah ah j'étais étonné que personne l'avait mis encore

-il y'a des dinosaures dans votre... euh...parc à dinosaures...

Jurassic Park

-pourquoi tu meurs pas ?

-sous ce masque, il y a plus que de la chair. Sous ce masque, il y a une idée mr creedy et les idées sont à l'épreuve des balles !

V pour Vendetta

THE réplique qui tue !

Ok.

Welcome...to Jurassic Park

"You know what's the worst thing about somebody breaking up with you? It's when you remember how little you thought about the people you broke up with and you realize that is how little they're thinking of you. You know, you'd like to think you're both in all this pain but they're just like "Hey, I'm glad you're gone." Before Sunrise

"The Earth is evil. We don't need to grieve for it. Nobody will miss it. I know we're alone. Life is only on earth. And not for long." Melancholia

VEGAS BABY !

Ouais cette réplique est énorme, il me tarde de voir le film.

"Why shouldn't I work for the N.S.A.? That's a tough one, but I'll take a shot. Say I'm working at the N.S.A. Somebody puts a code on my desk, something nobody else can break. Maybe I take a shot at it and maybe I break it. And I'm real happy with myself, 'cause I did my job well. But maybe that code was the location of some rebel army in North Africa or the Middle East. Once they have that location, they bomb the village where the rebels were hiding and fifteen hundred people that I never met and that I never had no problem with get killed. Now the politicians are sayin', "Send in the marines to secure the area" 'cause they don't give a shit. It won't be their kid over there, gettin' shot. Just like it wasn't them when their number was called, 'cause they were pullin' a tour in the National Guard. It'll be some kid from Southie takin' shrapnel in the ass. And he comes home to find that the plant he used to work at got exported to the country he just got back from. And the guy who put the shrapnel in his ass got his old job, 'cause he'll work for fifteen cents a day and no bathroom breaks. Meanwhile he realizes the only reason he was over there in the first place was so we could install a government that would sell us oil at a good price. And of course the oil companies used the skirmish over there to scare up domestic oil prices. A cute little ancillary benefit for them but it ain't helping my buddy at two-fifty a gallon. They're takin' their sweet time bringin' the oil back, and maybe even took the liberty of hiring an alcoholic skipper who likes to drink martinis and fuckin' play slalom with the icebergs, and it ain't too long 'til he hits one, spills the oil and kills all the sea life in the North Atlantic. So now my buddy's out of work and he can't afford to drive, so he's walking to the fuckin' job interviews, which sucks 'cause the schrapnel in his ass is givin' him chronic hemorroids. And meanwhile he's starvin' 'cause every time he tries to get a bite to eat the only blue plate special they're servin' is North Atlantic scrod with Quaker State. So what did I think? I'm holdin' out for somethin' better. I figure, fuck it, while I'm at it, why not just shoot my buddy, take his job and give it to his sworn enemy, hike up gas prices, bomb a village, club a baby seal, hit the hash pipe and join the National Guard? I could be elected president."

"Je tue un terroriste parmis 9 000 000, et il faut qu'il ai des pieds plus petits que ceux de ma soeur"

I like your way of dying Boy.

Django-Django Unchained.