A brilliant scientist left for dead returns to exact revenge on the people who burned him alive.

[last lines]
Darkman: I'm everyone - and no one. Everywhere - nowhere. Call me... Darkman.
Robert Durant: He's a cockroach; first you think you kill him and he pops right back up again!
Peyton Westlake: Take the fucking elephant!
Eddie Black: Bum leg?
Skip: [knock knock] No leg.
Eddie Black: I was engaged to a girl once with a wooden leg.
Skip: Yeah? What happened?
Eddie Black: Had to break it off.
Peyton Westlake: What is it about the dark? What secret does it hold?
Darkman: Oh, you've got to be shittin' me!
[first lines]
Eddie Black: [on phone] 'Cause he's an asshole! Tell him no. Tell him no, too. Him, tell "fuck you." No, I'm gonna be here a minute. Got some guy coming up who thinks he's gonna muscle me out of my property. What's it matter! Just another tough guy, that's all.
Peyton Westlake: Don't look at me.
Julie Hastings: I want to look.
Julie Hastings: Marry me?
[Peyton's lab explodes]
Darkman: [after he drops Strack] I'm learning to live with a lot of things.
Rick: Oh, god! Don't! I've told you everything!
Darkman: [softly] I know, Rick. I know you did.
[furiously]
Darkman: But let's pretend you didn't!
Darkman: [helicopter explodes] Burn in Hell! Mwahahahaha!
Robert Durant: The name isn't Buddy, it's Durant. Robert G. Durant.
Darkman: [to conference attendees after crashing through a skyscraper window] Excuse me.
Hung Fat: Until that Shining Day, may it soon come!
[repeated line]
Louis Strack Jr.: I'm joking of course!
Hung Fat: Robert! So good of you to favor me with your venerated presence!
Julie Hastings: You'll perfect the skin. You'll make it work. It doesn't matter.
Peyton Westlake: Julie... don't you think I told myself that? Night after skinless night!
Louis Strack Jr.: You truly are one ugly son of a bitch!
Louis Strack Jr.: What do you think, Julie? Who's the real monster here? I destroy, to build something better! Whereas you? You're a man who destroys for revenge! Look! Look about you! It's all mine! Because I built it! I built it all!
Louis Strack Jr.: Robert, I have good news and bad.
Robert Durant: Custom dictates that you render the bad news first.
Louis Strack Jr.: We have a little problem with Miss Hastings. It appears she has uncovered our alliance.
Robert Durant: No problem at all. And the good news?
Louis Strack Jr.: Your wife died.
[Busts out laughing]
Louis Strack Jr.: I'm joking, of course. No. The good news is that I know who's behind our little troubles of late. When you retrieved my memorandum, you failed to excise the good doctor.
Robert Durant: Westlake? He's extinct. I saw to it myself.
Louis Strack Jr.: He's alive. I don't like loose ends, Robert. Finish it.
Robert Durant: Where is he?
Louis Strack Jr.: I believe we have a guide.
Robert Durant: Now, let's consider my points, one by one. One. I try not to let my anger get the better of me.
[Durant cuts off one of Black's fingers. Black starts to sweat]
Robert Durant: Two. I don't always succeed.
[Durant cuts off another of Black's fingers]
Robert Durant: Three. I've got seven more points.
[Durant cuts off Black's third finger. Black screams]
Julie Hastings: If you're not going to kill me... I have things to do.
Louis Strack Jr.: I'm glad you survived, Robert. I'd hate to see your kids deprived of a role model.
Robert Durant: They do look up to me.
Louis Strack Jr.: When I was young, my father made me work high steel. Just me and the indians, no-one else crazy enough to run around up here against the wind. $4.50 an hour. Call me crazy, sometimes I miss it! Life on the edge! Five inches wide, six-hundred-fifty feet down! High Steel! Oh, by the way, you don't have any kids, Robert.
[Strack pulls off a mask on Durant's face to reveal it is Darkman posing as Durant. Julie screams]
Louis Strack Jr.: Ha ha ha ha. You truly are one ugly son of a bitch. What do you think, Julie? Who's the real monster here? I destroy, to build something better! Whereas you? You're a man who destroys for revenge! Look! Look about you! It's all mine! Because I built it! I built it all!
Peyton Westlake: I have had enough of you!
Peyton Westlake: [Punching on each word] You! Have! Been! A! Very! Bad! Boy!
Robert Durant: [to his thugs] Shoot him!
Darkman: [posing as Durant] Shoot *him!*
Robert Durant: Tell us where to find the Bellasarious Memorandum, and we shall disappear... like a nightmare before the breaking day.

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