David Mamet
American playwright, screenwriter, film director, director, poet, essayist and novelist.
Then I'm over the fucking top and you owe me a Cadillac. And I don't want any fucking shit and I don't give a shit.
You are a shithead, Williamson. If you can't think on your feet you oughta keep your mouth shut.
Where have you been, Shelly? Bruce and Harriet Nyborg. Do you want to see the memos...? They're nuts... they used to call in every week [...] Did you see how they were living? [...] The people are insane. They just like talking to salesmen.
We don't have to worry about making it interesting; all we have to worry about is getting rid of the pig.
Cop couldn't find his own dick with two hands and a map.
A man should BE his job. You are FUCKED at yours.
You cheated on your wife? You did it, live with it. You fuck little girls, so be it. There's an absolute morality? May be. And then what?
The Good Causes of the Left may generally be compared to NASCAR; they offer the diversion of watching things go excitingly around in a circle, getting nowhere. Page 11.
The art of the theater is action. It is the study of commitment. The word is an act. To SAY the word in such a way as to make it heard and understood by all in the theater is a commitment — it is the highest art to see a human being out on a stage speaking to a thousand of his or her peers saying, 'These words which I am speaking are the TRUTH — they are not an approximation of any kind. They are the God's truth, and I support them with my life,' which is what the actor does on stage.
Get the chalk! Get the fucking chalk! Put me on the board! Put me on the Cadillac board! Williamson! Pick up the fucking chalk! Hey, Rick I closed em! I closed the cocksucker!
My alma mater is the Chicago Public Library.
the goal of the Left is a Government-run Country and that of the Right the freedom of the individual from Government. Page 236.
Well, to the law, you’re an accessory. Before the fact.
[T]he job of mass entertainment is to cajole, seduce and flatter consumers to let them know that what they thought was right is right, and that their tastes and their immediate gratification are of the utmost concern of the purveyor. The job of the artist, on the other hand, is to say, wait a second, to the contrary, everything that we have thought is wrong. Let's reexamine it.
A society can neither advance nor improve without excess of disposable income. This excess can only be amassed through the productions of goods and services necessary or attractive to the mass. A financial system which allows this leads to inequality; one that does not leads to mass starvation. Page 10.
Yes, well that's very cute, but you're running this office like a bunch of bullshit.
Or me lying in the... Let me tell ya... Lying in bed the next day, she brought me cafe au lait, she gives me a cigarette. My balls feel like concrete. Eh?
April to September it's me, it's no fucking Moss! Due respect... he's an order taker. Talks... oh, talks a good game. But look at the board, and it's me John. It's me.
You ever take a dump, made you feel you'd just slept for twelve hours?
Cop couldn't find his fucking couch in the living room.