Cocktail (1988)
Tom Cruise: Brian Flanagan
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Quotes
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[Last Barman poem]
Brian : I am the last barman poet / I see America drinking the fabulous cocktails I make / Americans getting stinky on something I stir or shake / The sex on the beach / The schnapps made from peach / The velvet hammer / The Alabama slammer. / I make things with juice and froth / The pink squirrel / The three-toed sloth. / I make drinks so sweet and snazzy / The iced tea / The kamakazi / The orgasm / The death spasm / The Singapore sling / The dingaling. / America you've just been devoted to every flavor I got / But if you want to got loaded / Why don't you just order a shot? / Bar is open.
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Brian : Days get shorter and shorter, nights longer and longer, before you know it, your life is just one long night with a few comatose daylight hours.
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[Flanagan's advice to his unborn child:]
Brian : If Jordan gives birth to a fine Irish son / There will be Cocktails and Dreams for him one day to run / A business that will yield the financial windfall / To be franchised in every suburban shopping mall. / If a daughter arrives to bless our clan / I guess the shit will finally hit the fan / But this I shall promise thee / I'll never let her marry a guy like me. / Still if our child is the naughtiest of girls or the wildest of young men / I swear I'll be the best dad I can / And never ever get spooked again.
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Brian : Coughlin's law: never show surprise, never lose your cool.
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Brian : I'm willing to start at the bottom.
Job Interviewer : You're aiming too high.
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[Jordan has returned to her father's Park Avenue penthouse to find Brian arguing with him]
Brian : I think there's a chance for us.
Jordan : Brian, there is no "us." There's too many things about "us" that don't work.
Brian : What about the baby? A kid needs a father.
Jordan : Not one who's not going to be around in a year?
Mr. Mooney : Yeah, with your lifestyle, what kind of a father would you...
Jordan : Dad!
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Mr. Mooney : You're on your own.
Brian : That's the only way I want it.
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Brian : [telling Bonnie he's moving out of her place] I left a can of Spam in your refrigerator... I hope your Brewers Yeast doesn't take it personally.
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[first lines]
Brian : Come on, put it to the floor! Come on! Let's go!
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Brian : I can't *make it with my best friend's old lady.
Kerry Coughlin : Ami I supposed to live with the same man *forever and no one else in my life?
Brian : Yes! It's called *marriage.