I see all this potential, and I see squandering. God damn it, an entire generation pumping gas, waiting tables; slaves with white collars. Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don't need. We're the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our Great War's a spiritual war... our Great Depression is our lives. We've all been raised on television to believe that one day we'd all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars. But we won't. And we're slowly learning that fact. And we're very, very pissed off.

Fight club

yup

"Oh boys, lookee what I got heyuh."
"Hey, where the white women at."

Blazing Saddles?

Absotively. Your turn.

someone else can take mine -- I'm off grid for a few days...

This man wishes to be accorded the same privilege as a sponge...he wishes to *think*!

Nobody gonna take a shot at this one?

I can't place it, Els...maybe another hint?

I think I can almost hear it in my head...but where did I hear it?

Is it Inherit the Wind?

Yup!

I kept thinking about it, then I could hear Spencer Tracey saying those words. Excellent movie!

OK, here's mine:

And they came to me to supervise the project, you know, because I think that, if you know me at all, you know that death is my bread and danger my butter - oh, no, danger's my bread, and death is my butter. No, no, wait. Danger's my bread, death - no, death is - no, I'm sorry. Death is my - death and danger are my various breads and various butters.

I don't know the movie, but that's a quote in the cookie file...