Top 100 Quotes From Nope

Nobody: You know this area's all blurred out on Google Maps?

- [Gunshofl
- _[urgent chatter]
- _[Running footsteps]
[Officer] Oh, my god.
- Yeah, it's pretty bad in here.

- He said, "I wouldn't eat you,
- 'cause you're too tough."
- "He was a one-eyed, one-horned flyin' purple people eater.
- One-eyed, one-horned flyin' purple people eater.
- One-eyed, one-horned flyin' purple people eater.
- Sure looks strange to me. ”

- maybe my gift isn't so bad alter all.
Audience: Aw
[child actor 2] Hey, gordy surprise!
- Wo m now, there's a gi'tt/
- Here you go, gordy. Happy birthday!
[Actor 2] Oh, beautiful, Haley.

[first lines, over opening logos, all spoken in character]
Tom: And of course, I set it to Icelandic time because we share a love of the Aurora Borealis, Gordy... and you have no idea how to tell time.
[audience laughter]
Young: Great gift, Dad. Way to think things through.
Phyllis: Somehow, you'd think that a man who can send a rocket into space would be able to manage a halfway decent birthday present. Nope!
[audience laughter]
Young: You know, Gordy, all things considered, maybe my gift isn't so bad after all.
[audience "Aw"s]
Mary: [heard entering through a door] Hey, Gordy! Surprise!
Phyllis: Wow! Now there's a gift!
[audience laughter]
Mary: Here you go, Gordy! Happy birthday!
Phyllis: [Gordy, a chimpanzee, grunts happily]
Phyllis: Oh, beautiful, Haley.
[audience applauds, then A BALLOON POPS, then silence]

- is definitely in those clouds, and he is definitely coming this way.
- What's the matter?
- Don't you wanna be on TV?
- Man, I'm trying to tell you.
- You don't wanna go that way.
- Fuck it. Your loss, nobody.

- You hear that?
- Ghost out there.
- Acting all territorial.
OJ: Mmm.
- I guess some animals ain't fit to be trained.

Emerald: We still rolling? Over.
- Goddamn right, we are.
- Fellas, here it comes. Over.
Angel: Pop quiz, guys.
- What happens when an electric bike going 60 miles per hour hits an anti-electric field going in the opposite direction?

- Who's this asshole?
Angel: Man in black on a white motorcycle.
- No, no, no. Shit!
- Can I help you?

- Yeah.
- Feeling good.
- Good.
[Whispers] There we go.
- Run it. Run it one more time, babe.
- Okay.
- What if I told you...

Angel: Maybe you're in a UFO hotspot.
Emerald: Nobody believes in that.

- Come on.
- Come on, come on! [Grunts]
- What the... [gasps]
- Come on. Come on!
- I got you now, motherfucker.
[Grunts] I'ma take you to Oprah.
- I'ma take you to Oprah.
- Let's go to Oprah.

Emerald: Since the moment pictures could move, we had skin in the game.

Antlers: [gravely and sinister] It was a one horned... . one eyed... flyin' Purple People Eater... . a one horned... . one eyed... . flyin' Purple People Eater... a one horned... . one eyed... flyin' Purple People Eater... Looked pretty strange to me.

- you'll leave here different?
- See, every Friday for the last six months, my family and I have bore witness to an absolute spectacle.
- One that you'll be seeing here today.
- So let me take you back to that first night.

- so I'll be gone in the morning.
- So I'm gonna drive you back tomorrow?
- I can find a ride.
- But, I mean, like, can I get "fun o♪ out this bitch?
- 'Cause this wack-ass oj is really making me feel like I'm not loved.
- Is that how you want your little sister to feel?

Audience: Ll/laylsay, I don't know for a fact the y're from another planet.
[Oprah] Well, you know, you weren't in Kansas anymore, Toto.
Audience: I wasn't wearing red shoes / could click together either.
- J” livmg in a bamboo hut j” j” in a little old seaport town j”
- J” three kids on the floor... j”

Emerald: No!
- I gotta get outta here.
- I gotta get outta here.
- Just leave, oj.
- Forget it. Come on!
- Come on!

Angel: Uh, hey, oj, what's...
- Where the fuck are you gaing?
- What the fuck is he doing?
- I'm going dark. Over.
Emerald: Okay. No, oj. No. No!
[Slows, stops] No self-respecting nigga...

- -[Lucky neighs] {Gasps}
- J” / wear my sunglasses at night j” j”solcan... j”

- em? Oj's coming.
- Let's go.
[Whispering] I gotta get out this house.
- I gotta get out this house.
- No, stop, stop.
- Can't we just wait? Right?
- You can.
- No. I'm not gonna be here alone.
- I gotta get out of this fucking house!
- We're alive still because we stayed here!

- It's territorial, and it thinks that this is its...
- Em!
[Panting] Oh, shit.
- Oh, yes.
- Hey, hey. We're in trouble.
- Oh, fuck.

Emerald: Didn't I tell you this motherfucker would come up with a NON-ELECTRICAL CAMERA? Let's go, boy!
[furiously high-fives OJ several times]
Emerald: YEAH!

Angel: Oh, god.
- Something very bad is happening.
[Screams] Fuck!
- Em, we're fucked.

- The tour group went out two days ago on the pacific crest trail...
- But didn't come back as expected that night.
- Crews started searching yesterday...
[An nou near 1] Trafi'ic is already backed up due to an accident on the southbound 707.
- It is 7:44 with Bo and lves.

- Holy shit!
- I think it's taking the dancers.
- Are you getting this?
Emerald: Guys, oj's hooded up.
- He is doing the run.
- Oj is doing the run.
Angel: Oh, god.
- Hey, it's gone.
- I can't see it anymore, guys.

- 'Cause I'm not going back to the fuckin' monster umbrella.
- Gotta feed 'em.
- Let lucky out.
- There's shit to do.
- Always.
- Always some shit to do.

Nobody: What's the matter? Don't you want to be on TV?

- What's good?
- Yeah.

- Yo. So, a storm's coming.
- Just tarping up.
- Just to be safe.

Antlers: Give me the lid.
- Give me the lid.
- All right.
Angel: Oh, fuck! Shit! Fuck!
- Hey! Hey! Is everybody okay?
- For the love of fuck, talk to me, please!
Emerald: Oj!

- Okay. All right.
- Cell phones, they don't just drop in power. Right?
- I mean, maybe your Wi-Fi drops out whenever your system dips.
- So, that's technology.
- Okay. Or maybe you're in a ufo hotspot. [Chuckles]
- No one believes in that.

Angel: You'll be getting a call from my supervisor asking how my service was.
Emerald: Five stars, Angel. Five stars.

- Holy shit. It's real.
Emerald: I don't know what you're doing here, but...
- It was illegal for you to spy on us like that.
- Wait, you... you don't know?
- Okay, uh, tell me when you see it.

- Hey, yo, em.
- Turn it down!
- -J” your generation believed in talk j”
- -all right!
- J” scared of the very steps in which... j”
Emerald: Hey!
- Where he going?

[Sighs] Come on, come on.
- {gasps}
OJ: No, man.
- What the fuck?
Angel: Holst.

- Little more?
- More? Okay.
[Chuckles] Yeah.
OJ: Mmm.
- All right. Yeah.
OJ: Mm-hmm.

- That's it.
- Horse girl, this dream you're chasing, the one where you end up at the top of the mountain, all eyes on you...
- It's the dream you never wake up from.

- Go! Go!
- Lucky, go. Go, go, go, go, go.

[Announcer over speakers] Cowboys and cowgirls, just a little heads-up.
- Join us Fridays at 5:30 p. M.
- For the brand-spank/n '-new
- Jupiter's claim star lasso experience.

- Oh, shit.
- Oh, fuck!
Angel: Oh.
- Oh, god.
- Oh, shit.
- Fuck. [Gasps]

- What happened to gold rush?
OJ: Gold rush went bankrupt.
- It's been this for three years.
Emerald: Damn.
- Howdy, folks.
- Welcome to Jupiter's claim.

- Oh, shit.
Emerald: Go.
- Yeah. She gonna make it.
[Assistant] Oj.
- She gonna make it.
- Oh, hey, horsie.
- Don't look it in the eyes, please.
Fynn: VFX!

Emerald: Nobody fucks with Haywood, bitch!

[last lines]
Emerald: [after defeating Jean Jacket] Yeah! Nobody fucks with Haywood! Nobody!

- Hey, holst?
Emerald: Holst?
- Wait, hold on, man. Talk to me.
- What happened?
- Did you get the shot or didn't you? Over.
- This nigga.
- Fuck him. [Exhales]
- He's crazy, right?

- Hey!
Angel: Hey, hi.
- Emerald, can you please get the bug off the thing?
- Get the bug off the fucking thing!
[Quietly] Shit.

- Hello?
[Coworker] What happened to oj?
- It's fine.
- Come on.
- Okay, it's still on.
- The camera, it's still on.

- Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit.
- Okay, you fucking praying mantis.
- All right, bitch.
- You like sour patch kids?
- Huh?

- Nope. Mm-mmm. Nope. I'm out.
- Fuck this shit.
- Okay. Okay.

- Five stars, angel. Five stars.
- Thank you.
[Sighs] So what now?
- I don't know. What you wanna do?
- Whatever you wanna do.
- I got some work I gotta do.
- I'm gonna go out...
- That's a good one.

- Just calling to tell you that there's a bug on camera a.
- I know. Wait, lthought
- I told you not to watch our shit.
- I know, I know.
- Camera bis down.
- What?
- Camera bis down.
- Like ancient fucking aliens down.

Emerald: [after Antlers gives a cryptic warning and hangs up on her] I don't like him.

- Lucky.
- Lucky. [Kissing noises]
- Lucky, come on, come on.
- Come on.
- Come on, come on, come on.

- Like a... a fucking saucer?
- It's in the cloud. It's in the cloud.
- Oj! It's in the cloud!
- Mm-hmm.
- Yeah, nah, nah, nah.
- Run, oj! Run!

- Well, cowboys and co wgirls, it's time to ride offinto the sunset that's right happy trails.
- It's closing time.
- You don't have to go home, but you can't stay here.
- Come back again. Until then...

- It's gonna fuck you up.
- It's gonna fuck you up.

- Oh, shit.
- Come on.
- I'm sorry, y'all. I'm sorry.
- Photobomb!
OJ: Lucky.
- Hang tight. I'll be back.

- Wait a minute.
- What happened to we both failed at finding good presents?
- Here you go, gordy. Happy birthday!
- {gasps} Oh, beautiful, Haley!
Tom: No, no! Get down!
Mary: No. Stop!
[Trainer] Stop that!

OJ: Nope.

Emerald: Yeah, nah nah nah.

- What happened?
- Listen. We gotta get you outta here.
- Eyes on me.
- Where's my camera?
OJ: Hey. Hey!
- I need my camera. Do you see it?
- Okay. Angel.
- What?
- Angel, come on. We gotta reload.
- Shit.

- You good. You good.
- You good. You good.
[Chuckles] You good, man.
- Ghost.
- You good, you good, you good.
- Pops?
- Lucky.
- Pops?
[Slurring] Commodore.
- Pops? Pops!

- it's time to ride offinto the sunset that's right. Happy trails.
- It's closing time.
- You don't have to go home, but you can't stay here.
- Come back again.
- Until then, we wish you well.
- Hasta la vista. Adios.

Emerald: Hey, what happened?
- The park kids. Jupe's sons.
- And they let clover out, man.
- What? They trying to prank Haywood? It's on!
- Hey, you stole their horse.
- Oh. Yeah.

Emerald: Are you okay?
- Are you good?
[Slows, stops] Oj!
[Rider] Oh, god! Oh, god!
[Whimpering] Oh, god!
- Oh, god!
- Oh, god!

- star lasso experience is gonna change you.
- But first, my boys are gonna come out and do a little number for us.
- Would that be all right?
Amber: Hustle. Go, go, go.
[Jupe] All right! My little satellites,
- Kolton, Phoenix, Max.
- Remember those names, folks.
- All right, here we go!

[Sighs] Here we go.
- Come out, come out, wherever you are.

- Goddamn it.
- Thought I told you to fix the damn Walker.
- You hear that?

- But at the end of the day, you gotta...
- You gotta admit, man. Pops...
- Pops did something when he made this place.
- He changed the industry.
- That's real.
- I can't just let that go.
- Why is ghost in the arena?

- Hey.
- Shit.
- What's up, Nessie?
- Not much. Just stocking shit.
- You know, pretty much regular.

- He offered to buy the ranch.
- Oh, really? [Chuckles]
- That's interesting. How much?
- Why?
- 'Cause. I'm trying to see how big of a dumb-ass you are.
- Big dumb-ass, probably.

Ricky: What if I told you that today you'll leave here different. I'm talking to you. Right here, you are going to witness an absolute spectacle. So what happens next? You ready? ARE YOU READY?

- waiting for the perfect time to beam us up and shove metal probes up our fucking asses.
- Cool.
- Anyway, ancienta/iens, history channel. Watch that shit.
[Emerald in distance] Hey!
- Come on! Help a nigga out!

- Shit.
- Shit, shit, shit.

- See?
- Rewind.
- Stop.
- Ghost talking about,
- "I ain't listening. I'm not trained.
- I do whatever the fuck I want."
- What?
- What'd you see?

[Echoing] What if/ told you...
- You'll Lea ve here different?
- You see, e very Friday for the last s/x months...
- My family and / bore witness to an absolute...
[Distorted]...Spectacle.

Tom: No, no, no.
- No, no, no. Gordy. No.
- Down! Down! You sit!
- No, no, no!
- No, gordy! No, please.
- Stop! No, no, no.

OJ: What's a bad miracle?

Audience: What is that?
- You guys see that?

OJ: Bang.
- Come on!
- Oh, fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

Emerald: [Shirt] The Jesus Lizard.

- Hey, what did I tell you about that?
Fynn: If she can't get near the horse, what are we doing here?
OJ: Hey, hey, hey!
- Whoa, whoa, whoa.
- Medic!
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
- Are you okay?

- Okay.
[Gasps] Fuck!

- It ain't worth it.
- No. Nope.
- It's too much.
- You should go, then.
- I gotta get up early anyway.
- I got mouths to feed.

Angel: Oh, wait oh, it's back up.
- Could be a faulty battery.
Emerald: All right shots up, then.
- Nah, he's poking.

Angel: They're just waiting for the perfect time to shove metal probes up our asses.
OJ: Cool.

- Don't look. Don't look. Don't look.
- Don't look. Don't look. Don't look.
- Don't look. Don't look. Don't look.

- Please remember to avoid using your cell phones or flash photography during the event.
- Cell phones off, y'all!
[Clicks tongue] Come on!
Amber: Bear with us, now.
- Trained animals can be unpredictable.
[Announcer on recording] Now, sit back, stay in your seats, and enjoy
- The star lasso experience.

- Get the bike and get outta here.
- Oh, my god!
- You're dead! Dead!

Nobody: [after crashing his bike] Where's your phone? Why aren't you filming this?

- You good?
- You good?
- Where your sister?
- What's that about?
- She supposed to be here.
- Yeah.

- Oj, you're a motherfucking genius.
[Panting] We got it. We got it.
- It's over. It's over! We got it, y'all!
- The feed started gaing in and out when that guy got got but we should be covered with the film camera.
- Right, holst?

- Or you can do it yourselves.
- No, no. I like when you do it.
- Of course you do.
- All right. See you tomorrow.
- See ya.
- Pick up, pick up, pick up.
- Come on, come on.
- Pick up, pick up, pick up.

- Hold on.
- Step away from the back, please.
- They told me to come here.
- Good call, oj. Um, tell you what, let's do a quick safety meeting.
- Guys, this is oj, our horse trainer.
- Take it away.
- Kill the music, please.

Tiga: [slowed down and distorted] I wear my Sunglasses at Night so I can, so I can, keep track of visions in my mind. I wear my Sunglasses at Night, so I can, so I can, watch you weave your storylines. Don't masquerade with the Guy in Shades, oh no! Don't masquerade with the Guy in Shades, oh no!

- Yes!
- Yes!
- Nobody fucks with Haywood, bitch!
- Nobody! You hear me?

- So, yeah, fucking over.
- Sorry. Scared man down.
- Man down? What? Where?
- The last dancer. Deep in the gulch.
- Stay on it, em. I'm staying up.
- Motherfucker.

- Who the hell is that?
- Oh, my god.
- Em! Who the hell is that?
[Whispers] It's above us.
- Oh, shit.
- Oh, shit. What the fuck?

Antlers: This dream you're chasing, where you end up at the top of the mountain, all eyes on you... it's the dream you never wake up from.