Joe Black (1998)
William Parrish: 65 years. Don't they go by in a blink?
Susan Parrish: Tell me you love me now. Joe Black: I love
you now. I love you always.
Joe Black: Thank you for loving me.
Joe Black: I can't believe you people. I come for you, and
you want to stay, I let you stay and you want to go.
William Parrish: Do you know about money? Joe Black: It
can't buy happiness?
Joe Black: Careful Bill, you'll give yourself a heart attack
and ruin my vacation.
William Parrish: Don't blow smoke up my ass, it will ruin
Drew: Who would have believed it; you, an IRS agent? Joe
Black: Death and taxes.
William Parrish: When I introduce you, and I tell them who
you are, I don't think anyone will stay for dinner.
William Parrish: You want me to be your guide? Joe Black:
You fit the bill, Bill.
Allison: I should have my head examined again.
Drew: We all know this deal is as certain as death and taxes.
Joe Black: Death and taxes? Drew: Yes. Joe Black: *Death*
and taxes? Drew: Yes. Joe Black: What an odd pairing.
Susan Parrish: Love, passion, obsession, all those things
you told me to wait for, well, they've arrived. What are
you afraid of, Dad? That I'll fall head over heels for Joe?
Well, I have.
William Parrish: You're at the wrong place at the wrong
time with the wrong woman! Joe Black: Are you threatening
me? William Parrish: Yeah, I certainly hope so.
Joe Black: Should you choose to test my resolve in this
matter, you will be facing a finality beyond your comprehension,
and you will not be counting days, or months, or years,
but milleniums in a place with no doors.
[Joe and Bill are watching the fireworks above the party
before they depart] Bill: It's hard to let go, isn't it?
Joe Black: Yes it is, Bill. Bill: What can I tell you. That's