Hackers (1995)

Dade Murphy: What is it with this guy? Phantom Phreak: His parents missed Woodstock, and he's been making up for it since.

Cereal Killer: Spandex: it's a privilege, not a right.

Phantom Phreak: So, uh, what's your interest in Kate Libby, eh? Academic? Purely sexual? Dade Murphy: Homicidal.

Mrs. Murphy: What did you learn in school today? Dade Murphy: Revenge.

Curtis: If it isn't Leopard Boy and the Decepticons.

Dade Murphy: You look good in a dress. Kate Libby: You would have looked better.

Dade: Anything else, mom? U want me to mow the lawn? Forgot, new york, No grass.

Kate Libby: Are you challenging me? Dade Murphy: Name your stakes. Kate Libby: If I win, you become my slave. Dade Murphy: Your SLAVE? Kate Libby: You wish! You'll do shitwork, scan, crack copyrights... Dade Murphy: And if I win? Kate Libby: Make it my first-born! Dade Murphy: Make it our first-date! Kate Libby: I dont DO dates. But I dont lose either, so you're on!

Kate Libby: Never send a boy to do a woman's job.

Phreak: It's in that place where I put that thing that time.

Cereal Killer: When I was a child, I spake as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child, but when I became a man, I put away childish things. What? It's Corinthians one, chapter thirteen verse eleven.

Cereal Killer: We have just gotten a wake-up call from the Nintendo Generation.

Dade Murphy: I don't play well with others.

The Plague: Kid, don't threaten me. There are worse things than death, and uh, I can do all of them.

Kate Libby: Here's your class. Dade Murphy: My class. You mean I'm... I'm not in your class? Kate Libby: No. You're not in my class. Dade Murphy: Gimme time.

Cereal Killer: FYI man, alright. You could sit at home, and do like absolutely nothing, and your name goes through like 17 computers a day. 1984? Yeah right, man. That's a typo. Orwell is here now. He's livin' large. We have no names, man. No names. We are nameless!

Kate Libby: I hope you don't screw like you type.

The Plague: There is no right and wrong. There's only fun and boring.

Kate Libby: God gave men brains larger than dogs' so they wouldn't hump women's legs at cocktail parties.

[Reading from "The Hackers' Manifesto."] Agent Bob: "This is our world now. The world of the electron and the switch; the beauty of the baud. We exist without nationality, skin color, or religious bias. You wage wars, murder, cheat, lie to us and try to make us believe it's for our own good, yet we're the criminals. Yes, I am a criminal. My crime is that of curiosity. I am a hacker, and this is my manifesto." Huh? Right? Manifesto? "You may stop me, but you can't stop us all."