Movie: The Blues Brothers (The Blues Brothers)

Those cops took your license away. They know your name and your address.
- No, my address they don't know. I forged place of residence. I put down 1060 West Addison.
It's Wrigley field.

- What can you say about this electric piano?
- You have a good eye, dear. That's the best in Chicago.
- How much?
Two thousand bucks and it's yours. You can take it with you. Even for free I will throw in the black keys.

No, sir. Mayor Daley no longer dines here. He died, sir.

- Maybe they don't throw you?
- Damn! And the hell of the education Department another old nigger?

Take a look at their candy color suits makainai asshole. And I still believed that it bad in Joliet.

When we played, goat piss into gasoline.

- You lied to me.
- I did not lie. It was just bullshit.

- It was a great deal. I picked it up last spring at a police auction in mount Prospect. It's an old police car. They were practically giving them away.
- Well, thank you, buddy. In the day when I get out of prison my own brother picks me? In a police car!

- And the trains run frequently?
- So often that they cease to notice them.

- What styles of music you have to go?
- Both of you. Country and Western.
(What music do you play here?
And that and the other.)

- What is this stupid car? Where is the Cadillac? Where is our Caddy, our blyuzmobil?
- I traded it.
- For this junk?
- No, for a microphone.
For microphone? Okay, I understand.

- There came two strange type, similar to diamond merchants, dressed as CIA. I ordered one toasted four slices of bread and nothing more...
Elwood!
- ...And the other four fried chicken - whole! and Coca-Cola.
- Jake!

We have the Holy mission. God is with us.

One hundred and six miles to Chicago, we got a full tank of gas, half a pack of cigarettes, it's dark and we're wearing sunglasses.