It’s not about the money, it’s about sending a message. Everything burns!

Stuck between “I need to save money” and “You only live once”.

Money knows no color, carnal.

You will be amazed at how much free time you have when you never have to think about money.

I want to make as much money as I possibly can so that when my day comes, my mother and sister is fine. My close friends are fine. They don’t have to worry about anything ever again.

Hobbs: So this is what a 100 million buys? It wasn’t that hard to find you Toretto.
Dom: Wasn’t hiding.

$11 million? Sounds like a whole lot of vaginal activity to me.

I had a cigar in my mouth and whiskey on my breath. I felt like money. I looked like money.

I could stay here, I thought, make money at the track while she nurses me over the bad moments, rubs oil on my body, cooks for me, talks to me, goes to bed with me. Of course, there would always be arguments. That is the nature of Woman. They like the mutual exchange of dirty laundry, a bit of screaming, a bit of dramatics. Then an exchange of vows. I wasn’t very good on the exchange of vows.

“Hell, I can’t write. That’s just conversation. It makes the landlady feel better. What I need is a job, any kind of job.”
“Can’t you contribute twenty-five cents? Twenty-five cents wouldn’t hurt you.”
“Honey, I need the twenty-five cents more than Mr. Adams does.”
“Honor the dead, young man.”
“Why not honor the living? I’m lonely and desperate and you look very lovely in your green dress.” She turned, walked out, walked down the hall, opened the door to her room, went in, closed the door, and I never saw her again.

If I could be granted any wish it wouldn’t be for money or fame but to be with you forever.

These broke rappers always rappin’ ’bout a pink truck. I’m only happy when I’m hoppin’ out the Brinks truck.

Money is valuable only as long as it is being used; it is meant to be used, enjoyed and circulated.

I am so happy and grateful now – that money comes to me in increasing quantities through multiple sources on a continuous basis.

The money came, still wasn’t sunny for me after that.

My name, is Dr. Hyde. I have a first name, of course. So far as you are concerned, it is Doctor. Your parents pay a great deal of money so that you can attend school here, and I expect that you will offer them some return on their investment by reading what I tell you to read when I tell you to read it and consistently attending this class. And when you are here, you will listen to what I say.

Just packed up a real money load and it’s comin’ your way. Look for “Rodgers” on the side of the truck. Don’t forget my share of the deal.

Not a bad way way to spend ten grand.

You know what? This will decimate all, after, you put about fifteen grand in it or more. If we have to, overnight parts from Japan.

That’s what he told me. He said that in America you have to spend your money or they’ll take it away. Now they can’t take mine away: I don’t have any.

Once you have been poor a long time you gain a certain respect for money.

Lawyers, doctors, plumbers, they made all the money. Writers? Writers starved. Writers suicided. Writers went mad.

‘Money is like sex,’ I said. ‘It seems much more important when you don’t have any…’
‘You talk like a writer,’ said Francois.

I don’t need it but I still take the cars and the girls. Went from bout gettin’ the money to about gettin’ the world.

Fuck money, diamonds & bitches, don’t need ’em.

Do you know how weird it is knowing that I make a bunch of cheese while my friends can’t afford little pizzas from Little Caesar’s?

I’m f**king stoked. My life is sick. I get to still skate around like I did three years ago. I might have to take a couple of pictures, but whatever. I have money to go do stupid sh*t. I couldn’t ask for nothing else.

Money can’t buy you happiness, but it can buy you a truck.

Do you think a truck driver makes a good money? Well he does make pretty good money.

You must begin to see money as an obedient diligent servant that you can employ to earn more money that you can use to provide services far beyond the services you could ever provide.

Consider this — money will have a greater influence on your life than almost any other commodity you can think of.

The good you can do without money will be limited to your physical presence at any given time. However, when you have an abundance of money, you are able to provide service to others in places far beyond your own physical presence.

Money coming, money gotta flip it. I ain’t waiting on nobody, I’mma go get it.

Always remember, money is a servant; you are the master. Be very careful not to reverse that equation, because many people of high intelligence have already done so, to their great detriments. Unfortunately, many of these poor souls loved money and used people, which violated one of the most basic laws governing true financial success. You should always love people and use money, rather than the reverse!

You will attract everything that you require. If it’s money you need… you’ll attract it. If it’s people you need… you’ll attract it. If it’s a certain book you need… you’ll attract it.

Sometimes you’ve gotta wreck the truck to get the insurance money to make the payment on the truck.

I’ve seen schools in Detroit where the windows are broken, where there’s no heat, and children are sitting with their coats on in class in the middle of a snowstorm. I’ve also seen schools in California with Olympic-sized swimming pools and cafeterias like five-star restaurants.

Why give 100% when 35% will get you paid and laid.

You can’t buy happiness but you can buy a truck and that’s pretty close.

Trautman: What are you doing? Do you know what the hell you’ve done?
Murdock: Don’t act so innocent, Colonel. You had your suspicions, and if you suspected then you’re sort of an accessory aren’t ya?
Trautman: Don’t ever count me with you and your scum! It was a lie wasn’t it? Just like the whole damn war, it was a lie!
Murdock: What are you talking about?
Trautman: That camp… was supposed to be empty. Rambo goes in, a decorated vet, he finds no POWs, the Congress buys it – case closed! And if he happens to get caught, nobody knows he’s alive except you and your computers… and you can reprogram that can’t you?
Murdock: Who the hell do you think you’re talking to, Trautman?
Trautman: A stinkin’ bureaucrat who’s tryin to cover his ass!
Murdock: No, not just mine Trautman. We’re talkin’ about a nation here! Besides, it was your hero’s fault. Now if your warrior had gone in and done what the hell he was supposed to do, we’d be out of this clean and simple. He was just supposed to take pictures!
Trautman: And if those pictures showed something they would have been… lost… wouldn’t they?
Murdock: Oh Trautman, I still don’t think you understand what this is all about.
Trautman: The same as it always is! Money! In ’72 we were supposed to pay the Cong four-and-a-half billion in war reparations. We reneged, they kept the POWs… and you’re doing the same thing all over again.
Murdock: And what the hell would you do, Trautman? Pay blackmail money to ransom our own men and finance the war effort against our allies? What if some burn-out POW shows up on the six o-clock news? What do you want to do… start the war all over again? You wanna bomb Hanoi? You want everybody screaming for armed invasion? Do you honestly think somebody’s gonna get up on the floor of the United States Senate, and ask for billions of dollars for a couple of forgotten ghosts?
Trautman: Men, Goddamn it! Men… who fought for their country!
Murdock: That’s enough! Trautman, I’m gonna forget this conversation ever took place.
Trautman: You bastard!
Murdock: And if I were you… I’d never make the mistake of bringing this subject up again.
Trautman: Oh you’re the one who’s making the mistake.
Murdock: Yeah? What mistake?
Trautman: Rambo.

Drive for a living.

Thanks to them crackers, my pockets are fatter than excess shit that’s weighing on Jasper.

Neal: I’d like one room for the night.
Del: If you’re upset, maybe we should get separate rooms.
Neal: You get your own room.
Hotel Clerk: Will you be paying with credit card?
Neal: Yes. I have a Visa card… Diner’s Club card… and a gasoline card.
Hotel Clerk: These aren’t… these aren’t credit cards.
Neal: Do you take cash?
Hotel Clerk: Forty-two fifty.
Neal: How about seventeen dollars…
Hotel Clerk: I can’t do that.
Neal: Please. Have mercy. I’ve been wearing the same underwear since Tuesday.
Del: I can vouch for that.
Hotel Clerk: I don’t own the place, I…
Neal: Seventeen dollars… and a hell of a nice watch?

Six bucks and my right nut says we’re not landing in Chicago.

Hotel Clerk: Do you have seventeen dollars and a good watch?
Del: No I don’t. I have uh… two dollars… and a Casio.
Hotel Clerk: I’m going to have to say goodnight, so…

Del: What?
Neal: You know goddamn well what!
Del: I’m sorry I don’t.
Neal: I had over 700 dollars in here.
Del: I didn’t touch your dough Neal. I’m a lot of things but I’m not a thief.
Neal: Well you went into my stuff last night right?
Del: I didn’t take your money! and I don’t care for the accusation.
Neal: Well I had over 700 dollars in here and you went into my wallet for pizza. Just maybe when you went into my stuff you had to…
Del: Count it!
Neal: Oh like you keep it in there if you stole it.
Del: There’s 263 dollars in there. If there’s a dollar more then you can call me a thief. Just count it.
Neal: Empty.
Del: WHAT? We were robbed!
Neal: Do you think so?

It would help if you got what you paid for; it is hard-earned money; get the worth of what you spent.

But Sophie and Howl were holding one another’s hand and smiling and smiling, quite unable to stop. “Don’t bother me know,” said Howl. “I only did it for the money.”
“Liar!” said Sophie. “I said,” Michael said, “that Calcifer’s come back!” That did get Howl’s attention and Sophie’s too.

Well, I wouldn’t want to ruin a sale, huh? Guess you guys got to make those commissions to be able to buy all the goddamn—the FUBU, and the Oshkosh B’gosh, and the shit the baby’s gonna be wearing. Hey, potential home buyers. Hope ya’ll know there were a lotta rapes that happened in this house.

You want to go to therapy? Let’s waste our money on therapy, that’s fine. Not because we can’t afford it—because trust me, sweetheart—we can afford it. It’s just my motto’s always been, just because you have money, you don’t need to be wasting it on frivolous nonsense.

No offense, but you got a shitty job, you’re not quite as tall as me, nobody really respects you. Now, me, on the other hand, I got the glory. I get the fame, the money, the jewels, the cash, the Denali. Getting drunk on the reg, f**king good times on the reg, yachts on the reg, sex on the reg. Basically, all the shit that most men fantasize about. But, you get April.

All right, so let me get this straight. I’m gonna pay for a blow job, and I gotta pay for a goddamn hotel room too? That just seems like I’m spending too much money for nothing. I’ve got a house. You can just get over here. I can just do the blowjob here. And can I wear the Scream mask? The mask from Scream? While I do you from behind.

I paid cash for the motherf*cker. Bought it with an advance that I was paid for this, uh… self help novel I’m about to have published onto the Oprah’s book clubs… Pretty much saved all my pennies from my major league days. Invested a lot of it very wisely in stocks, bonds, famous works of arts.

You know it’s time for a vacation when you start looking at you’re Jeep and think of money.

I work to support my wife and Jeep addiction. Both require “Deep Pockets.”

There’s no doubt my stock is soaring. I’m more recognizable than I’ve ever been. I think it’s high time we finally cash in on these lucrative opportunities that my fame has brought upon us.

There is no paycheck that can equal the feeling of contentment that comes from being the person you are meant to be.