Three for the Road (1987)
Charlie Sheen: Paul
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Quotes
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Paul : You know he could've killed me with that club! And the truck would have killed him! And the poor guy loses all his chickens!
Robin Kitteredge : It was an accident. I must have kicked something inside the truck.
Paul : No accidents just seem to follow you around, don't they? Well, I'll tell you what! One more episode out of you young lady, I'm gonna hurt you, and bag you, and throw your ass in the trunk, so don't push me alright!
Robin Kitteredge : [Mocking Paul] Alright.
T.S. : [laughs]
Paul : You think I'm kidding! You think this is funny? And that goes for you too, guy!
T.S. : What!
Paul : This isn't funny!
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Paul : [Paul and T.S. are walking in the woods after Robin has escaped] Do you realize it's gonna take a miracle to catch her now? She's got at least five hours on us!
T.S. : Hey, I ain't worried about her anymore! I'm worried about my feet, okay?
Paul : Oh God... I can't believe I'm blowing this! A major opportunity with the senator, the chance of a lifetime, and I'm blowing it, T.S.! I need a miracle...
[they happen upon a general store and a drunken Junior next to his Porsche]
Paul : ... I... I need a Porsche.
Junior : [throwing down beer can] Damn you, Missy Butler.
[he falls down passed out]
Paul : That can't be the same guy.
[beat]
Paul : Thank you, Lord.
[runs up to the car]
T.S. : What are you doing?
[starts after him]
T.S. : Hey Congressman, you're outta your mind!
[Paul takes keys from Junior's limp hand and they steal his Porsche]
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Robin Kitteredge : [Paul grabs Robin by the ankle as she tries to climb a fence] Let go, let me go!
Paul : Robin, Robin...
Robin Kitteredge : Let go of my foot! Let go of me or I'm gonna scream! I'm warning you, I'm gonna scream! Let me go!
Paul : Robin, okay!
Robin Kitteredge : You act like I'm asking you for the world! Let me go!
Paul : Robin, I said OK! Robin, damnit! Will you just button it up and listen to me! I said OK! I'll take you to see your damn mother!
Robin Kitteredge : [calms down and smiles] Oh. That's sweet of you, really.
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Senator Kitteredge : [as Robin and Paul are waiting for the headmaster at Ashcroft after they've arrived... the senator appears with the headmaster] Hello.
Paul : Sir!
Senator Kitteredge : You know, for a while there, I was afraid that I had picked the wrong man for the job.
[extends his hand]
Senator Kitteredge : Congratulations, Tracy. A job well done.
Paul : Thank you. Thank you, sir. I didn't expect to see you down here.
Senator Kitteredge : Fundraiser. Came down at the last minute.
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Paul : [the senator has slapped his daughter, he tries to do so again, but Paul catches his wrist] Back off, Senator!
Senator Kitteredge : You're in on this too, aren't you?
Paul : Your daughter is a fine person. She doesn't belong in here!
Senator Kitteredge : She belongs wherever the hell I send her! And this is none of your damn business, Tracy.
Paul : Yeah? You know you really had me fooled for a while, sir? I thought you were a good guy... maybe even a great man. But now I realize you're just a big asshole.
Senator Kitteredge : You don't talk to me that way.
[Paul tries to get past him, but the Senator blocks him]
Paul : [to Robin] Let's get out of here.
Senator Kitteredge : [restraining Paul] Oh no you don't...
Robin Kitteredge : DAD!
[she punches him, Paul punches an orderly, both he and Robin flee]
Grace Kitteredge : [shrieking] What're you waiting for? Get him! Go!
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Stu : [pulls the car over and aims a pistol at Paul] Sorry to do this to you buzzards, but business ain't what it used to be. You know why?
[smiling as Paul shakes his head no]
Stu : Because nobody's got a sense of humor no more, that's why!
[laughs]
Paul : [nervously] Is this some kind of joke here?
T.S. : Yeah, it's a squirt gun.
Stu : [Stu fires his pistol out of the open passenger side window, splitting a thin tree in two] I want your wallets, your watches and your rings! Toss them up there on the dash!
T.S. : This is my watch.
[he tosses it on the dash, Paul throws his valuables on the dash as well]
Stu : Hurry up!
Paul : I don't have a ring, mister.
Stu : All right. Now get outta the car!
[they exit the car]
Stu : Take off all your clothes! Let's go! Take 'em off!
[they strip to their underwear, Stu fires two rounds at their feet, laughing]
Stu : Now run!
[fires another round, they flee]
Stu : . See you in the funny papers, boys!
