Louise: Look, Thelma, you just gotta stop talking to people. You gotta stop being so open. We're fugitives now, all right? Let's start behaving like that.
Louise: Well, we're not in the middle of nowhere, but we can see it from here.
Louise: Well, you get what you settle for.
Max: Uh, yeah, well, if she calls, just be gentle. You know, like, you're really happy to hear from her. Like you really miss her. Women love that shit.
Lena, the Waitress: Neither of those two was the murdering type, Hal.
Thelma: Come on, Louise. Don't blow it.
Louise: Is he your husband or your father?
Louise: Oh, darlin', I'm so happy for you. That's great. I really am. You finally got laid properly. That's so sweet.
Max: You know, the one thing I can't figure out is whether these girls are real smart or just real, real lucky?
Hal: Don't matter. Brains'll only get you so far and luck always runs out.
Louise: Yeah, where do you get off behaving like that with women you don't even know? Huh? Huh? How'd you feel if someone did that to your mother? Or your sister? Or your wife?
Louise: In the future, when a woman's crying like that, she isn't having any fun.
Thelma: We're running for our lives - can't you make an exception?
Louise: I'm in deep shit, Jimmy. Deep Shit, Arkansas.
Louise: You know, certain words and phrases just keep drifting through my mind. Things like, incarceration, cavity search, death by electrocution, life imprisonment, shit like that. You know what I'm sayin'? So do I want to come out alive? I don't know. I... I don't know. I think we're gonna have to think about that.
Louise: You let her go, you fuckin' asshole, or I'm gonna splatter your ugly face all over this nice car.
Thelma: I don't remember ever feeling this awake.
J.D.: Well, now, I've always believed that done properly, armed robbery doesn't have to be a totally unpleasant experience.
Answer: It's the 1941 film "Penny Serenade".
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