http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0071230/quotesMemorable quotes for
Blazing Saddles (1974)
(The Johnsons load their guns and point them at Bart. Bart then points his own pistol at his head)
Bart: Hold it! Next man makes a move, the nigger gets it!
Olson Johnson: Hold it, men. He's not bluffing.
Dr. Sam Johnson: Listen to him, men. He's just crazy enough to do it!
Bart: Drop it! Or I swear I'll blow this nigger's head all over this town!
Bart: Oh, lo'dy, lo'd, he's desp'it! Do what he sayyyy, do what he sayyyy!
Harriet Johnson: Isn't anybody going to help that poor man?
Dr. Sam Johnson: Hush, Harriet! That's a sure way to get him killed!
Bart: Oooh! He'p me, he'p me! Somebody he'p me! He'p me! He'p me! He'p me!
Bart: Shut up!
Bart: Ooh, baby, you are so talented!
Bart: And they are so *dumb*!
Hedley Lamarr: Go do that voodoo that you do so well!
Lili Von Shtupp: Hello, handsome, is that a ten-gallon hat or are you just enjoying the show?
Lili Von Shtupp: A wed wose. How womantic.
Jim: I must have killed more men than Cecil B. DeMille.
Bart: Are we awake?
Jim: We're not sure. Are we... black?
Bart: Yes, we are.
Jim: Then we're awake... but we're very puzzled.
Lili Von Shtupp: Here I stand, the goddess of desire / Set men on fire / I have this power. / Morning, noon, and night, it's dwink and dancing / Some quick womancing / And then a shower. / Stage door Johnnies constantly suwwound me / They always hound me, with one wequest. / Who can satisfy their lustful habits? / I'm not a wabbit. / I need some we...
Lili Von Shtupp: ... est.
Church Congregation: Now is a time of great decision/Are we to stay or up and quit?/There's no avoiding this conclusion/Our town is turning into shit.
Reverend Johnson: Amen.
Mexican Bandit: Badges? We don't need no stinking badges.
Bart: A man drink like that and he don't eat, he is going to DIE.
Jim: When?
Bart: Mornin', ma'am. And isn't it a lovely mornin'?
Elderly Woman: Up yours, nigger.
Lili Von Shtupp: I've been with thousands of men/again and again/they promise the moon/they're always coming and going and going and coming... and always too soon.
Lili Von Shtupp: Right, girls?
Bart: I better go check out this Mongo character.
Jim: Oh no, don't do that, don't do that. If you shoot him, you'll just make him mad.
Bart: Stampeding cattle.
Hedley Lamarr: That's not much of a crime.
Bart: Through the Vatican?
Hedley Lamarr: Kinkyyyy. Sign here.
Mongo: Mongo only pawn... in game of life.
Jim: Uh-oh, Bart. I think Mongo here's taken a liking to you.
Mongo: Huh-huh, naw, Mongo straight.
Taggart: I got it! I got it!
Hedley Lamarr: You do?
Taggart: We'll work up a Number 6 on 'em.
Hedley Lamarr: "Number 6"? I'm afraid I'm not familiar with that one.
Taggart: Well, that's where we go a-ridin' into town, a-whompin' and a-whumpin' every livin' thing that moves within an inch of its life. Except the women folks, of course.
Hedley Lamarr: You spare the women?
Taggart: Naw, we rape the shit out of them at the Number Six Dance later on.
Hedley Lamarr: Marvelous!
Jim: What did you expect? "Welcome, sonny"? "Make yourself at home"? "Marry my daughter"? You've got to remember that these are just simple farmers. These are people of the land. The common clay of the new West. You know... morons.
Hedley Lamarr: Meeting adjourned. Oh, I am sorry, sir, I didn't mean to overstep my bounds. You say that.
Governor William J. Le Petomane: What?
Hedley Lamarr: "Meeting is adjourned".
Governor William J. Le Petomane: It is?
Hedley Lamarr: No, you *say* that, Governor.
Governor William J. Le Petomane: What?
Hedley Lamarr: "Meeting is adjourned".
Governor William J. Le Petomane: It is?
Hedley Lamarr: Here, sir, play with this.
Lili Von Shtupp: Hello, cowboy. What's your name?
Tex: Tex, ma'am!
Lili Von Shtupp: "Texmam"? Tell me, Texmam, are you in show business?
Tex: Well, no...
Lilly von Schtupp: Then why don't you get your fwiggin' feet off the stage?
Lyle: Come on, boys! The way you're lollygaggin' around here with them picks and them shovels, you'd think it was a hundert an' twenty degree. Can't be more than a hundert an' fourteen.
Gabby Johnson: I wash born here, an I wash raished here, and dad gum it, I am gonna die here, an no sidewindin' bushwackin', hornswagglin' cracker croaker is gonna rouin me bishen cutter.
Taggart: The surveyors say they may have run into some quicksand up ahead. Better check it out.
Lyle: Okay, I'll send down a team of horses to check out the ground.
Taggart: *Horses*?
Taggart: We can't afford to lose any horses, you dummy! Send over a couple of niggers.
Taggart: Oh, shit. Quicksand!
Taggart: Dang, that was lucky. Doggone near lost a four hundred dollar handcar.
Taggart: Send a wire to the main office and tell them I said...
Taggart: OW!
Lyle: Send wire, main office, tell them I said "ow". Gotcha!
Hedley Lamarr: Think of your secretary...
Governor William J. Le Petomane: Thank you. That's a good one.
Hedley Lamarr: My mind is a raging torrent, flooded with rivulets of thought cascading into a waterfall of creative alternatives.
Taggart: God darnit, Mr. Lamarr, you use your tongue prettier than a twenty dollar whore.
Charlie: They said you was hung.
Bart: And they was right.
Gabby Johnson: Hey! The sheriff's a nig...
Harriet Johnson: What did he say?
Dr. Sam Johnson: He said the sheriff's near.
Gabby Johnson: No, gone blame it dang blammit! The sheriff is a nig...
Howard Johnson: As honorary chairman of the welcoming committee, it's my privilege to present a laurel and hearty handshake to our new...
Howard Johnson: ...nigger.
Bart: Well, Jim, since you are my guest and I am your host, what's your pleasure? What do you like to do?
Jim: Oh, I don't know. Play chess... screw...
Bart: Well, let's play chess.
Bart: Excuse me while I whip this out.
Townspeople: The town saloon was always lively / But never nasty or obscene / Behind the bar stood Emil Johnson / He always kept things nice and clean
Jim: Well, it got so that every piss-ant prairie punk who thought he could shoot a gun would ride into town to try out the Waco Kid. I must have killed more men than Cecil B. DeMille. It got pretty gritty. I started to hear the word "draw" in my sleep. Then one day, I was just walking down the street when I heard a voice behind me say, "Reach for it, mister!" I spun around... and there I was, face-to-face with a six-year old kid. Well, I just threw my guns down and walked away. Little bastard shot me in the ass. So I limped to the nearest saloon, crawled inside a whiskey bottle, and I've been there ever since.
Lili Von Shtupp: Tell me, schatze, is it twue what they say about the way you people are... gifted?
Lili Von Shtupp: Oh, it's twue. It's twue. It's twue, it's twue!
Lili Von Shtupp: Would you like another schnitzengruben?
Bart: No, thank you. Fifteen is my limit on schnitzengruben.
Lili Von Shtupp: Well, then how about a little...
Bart: Baby, please! I am not from Havana.
Lili Von Shtupp: Will I... see you again?
Bart: Well, it all depends on how much vitamin E I can get my hands on.
Jim: Oh, boys! Lookee what I got heyuh.
Bart: Hey, where the white women at?
Hedley Lamarr: Sign here.
Jim: Why, Rhett! How many times have I told you to wash up after weekly cross burning?
Jim: See, it's coming off.
Bart: And now, for my next impression... Jesse Owens.
Bart: Well, don't just stand there looking stupid, grasping your hands in pain. How about a round of applause for The Waco Kid?
Adolf Hitler: They lose me right after the bunker scene.
Buddy Bizarre: What in the hell do you think you're doing here? This is a closed set.
Taggart: Piss on you! I'm working for Mel Brooks.
Buddy Bizarre: Not in the face!
Buddy Bizarre: Thank you...
Hedley Lamarr: Men, you are about to embark on a great crusade to stamp out runaway decency in the west. Now you men will only be risking your lives, whilst I will be risking an almost certain Academy Award nomination for Best Supporting Actor.
Jim: I'm rapidly becoming a big underground success in this town.
Jim: See? In another twenty-five years, you'll be able to shake their hands in broad daylight.
Taggart: I hired you people to try to get a little track laid, not to jump around like a bunch of Kansas City faggots.
Hedley Lamarr: Unfortunately there is one thing standing between me and that property: the rightful owners.
Hedley Lamarr: Qualifications?
Applicant: Rape, murder, arson, and rape.
Hedley Lamarr: You said rape twice.
Applicant: I like rape.
Bart: Now, I suppose you're all wondering just what in the heck you're doing out here in the middle of a prairie in the middle of nowhere in the middle of the night.
Crowd: You bet your ass.
Bart: I'm hip.
Hedley Lamarr: My mind is aglow with whirling, transient nodes of thought careening through a cosmic vapor of invention.
Taggart: Ditto.
Hedley Lamarr: "Ditto?" "Ditto," you provincial putz?
Bart: What's your name?
Jim: Well, my name is Jim, but most people call me... Jim.
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