Phil: You wanna throw up here, or in the car? Ralph: I think...
both.
[To Rita about Phil.] Larry: Did he actually refer to himself
as "the talent"?
Phil: I'm a god. I'm not *the* God... I don't think.
Larry: People think that all cameramen do is point the camera
at things, but it's a *heck* of a lot more complicated than
that!
Phil Connors: Well, what if there is no tomorrow? There
wasn't one today.
Man in Hallway: Think it'll be an early spring? Phil: Winter,
slumbering in the open air, wears on its smiling face a
dream... of spring. Ciao! Man in Hallway: Ciao!
Phil: Where's everybody going? Piano teacher: To Gobbler's
Knob. It's Groundhog Day. Phil: It's still just once a year,
isn't it?
[Driving down the railroad tracks toward an approaching
train.] Phil: I'm betting he's going to swerve first.
Phil: I am asking you for help! Rita: Well, what do you
want me to do? Phil: I don't know! You're a producer! Think
of something!
Phil: There is a major network interested in me. Larry:
That would be the Home Shopping Network.
Rita: Are you drunk or something? Phil: Drunk is more fun.
Ned: Do you have life insurance, Phil? Because if you do,
you could always use a little more, I mean, who couldn't?
But let me tell something--I got's a feeling [whistles]
you ain't got any. Am I right or am I right or am I right?
Phil: I was in the Virgin Islands once. I met a girl. We
ate lobster and drank pina coladas. At sunset we made love
like sea otters. *That* was a pretty good day. Why couldn't
I get that day over and over and over...
Ned: What are you doing later? Phil: Something else.
First D.J.: Rise and shine, campers, and don't forget your
booties 'cause it's cooooold out there today. Second D.J.:
It's cold out there every day. What is this, Miami Beach?
First D.J.: Not hardly.
Rita: I like to see a man of advancing years throwing caution
to the wind. It's inspiring in a way. Phil: My years are
not advancing as fast as you might think.
Phil: You want a prediction about the weather, you're asking
the wrong Phil. I'll give you a winter prediction: It's
gonna be cold, it's gonna be grey, and it's gonna last you
for the rest of your life.
Phil: Do you know what today is? Rita: No, what? Phil: Today
is tomorrow. It happened.
Rita: Would you like to come to dinner with Larry and me?
Phil Connors: No thank you. I've seen Larry eat.
Mrs. Lancaster: Did you sleep well, Mr. Connors? Phil Connors:
I slept alone, Mrs. Lancaster.
Phil Connors: So, did you sleep OK without me? You tossed
and turned, didn't you? Rita: You're incredible. Phil Connors:
Who told you?
Phil Connors: Do you ever have deja vu Mrs. Lancaster? Mrs
Lancaster: I don't think so, but I could check with the
kitchen.
Rita: Why would anybody want to steal a groundhog? Larry:
I can think of a couple of reasons... the pervert!
Phil Connors: Can I have another one of these with some
booze in it?
Phil Connors: Can I be serious with you with you for a minute?
Rita: I don't know. Can you?
Phil Connors: Well, it's Groundhog Day... again...
Phil Connors: Can I talk to you about a matter that is not
work-related? Rita: You never talk about work.
Phil Connors: What would you do if you were stuck in one
place and every day was exactly the same, and nothing that
you did mattered? Ralph: That about sums it up for me.
[Phil Connors drives (because Ralph and Gus are drunk) right
through a mailbox.] Gus: Hey Phil, if we wanted to hit mailboxes
we could let Ralph drive.
Phil Connors: It's the same things your whole life. "Clean
up your room!", "Stand up straight!", "Pick up your feet!",
"Take it like a man!", "Be nice to your sister!", "Don't
mix beer and wine, ever!". Oh yeah, "Don't drive on the
railroad track!" Gus: Eh, Phil. That's one I happen to agree
with.
[Phil Connors is stopped by the police after some crazy
driving] Phil Connors: Yeah, 3 cheeseburgers, 2 large fries,
2 chocolate shakes and a large coke.
Phil Connors: There is no way this winter is EVER going
to end as long as that groundhog keeps seeing his shadow.
I don't see any way out of it. He's got to be stopped. And
I have to stop him.
Piano Teacher: Not bad... Mr. Connors, you say this is your
first lesson? Phil Connors: Yes, but my father was a piano
*mover*, so...
Rita: Have you ever had deja vu? Phil Connors: Didn't you
just ask me that?
Phil Connors: I've been stabbed, shocked, poisoned, frozen,
hung, electrocuted, and burned. Rita: Oh, really? Phil Connors:
Every day I wake up without a scratch on me, not a dent
in the fender... I am an immortal!
Rita: What did you do today? Phil Connors: Oh, same-old
same-old.
Felix's Wife: Dr. Connors. I want to thank you for fixing
Felix's back. He can even help around the house again. Phil
Connors: I'm sorry to hear that, Felix.
[On the phone, trying to leave during a snowstorm.] Phil:
Are you saying that all long-distance lines are down because
of the snow? What about satellite communication? Is it snowing
in space too? Don't you have a line for emergencies? Perhaps
a special line for celebrities? I am both -- I'm a CELEBRITY
in an EMERGENCY.
Phil Connors: Ned, I would love to stay here and talk with
you... but I'm not going to.
