 Movie/TV title: THE BODYGUARD
Character name: FRANK FARMER
Quote(s): Sy Spector: Bill said you used to be with the Secret Service.
Frank: That's right.
Sy Spector: Ever guard the main man?
Frank: I was two years with Carter, four with Reagan.
Sy Spector: Reagan got shot!
Frank: Not on my shift.
Rachel: You afraid I might get picked off in my snazzy running suit?
Frank: No, I'm afraid that I might have to jog with you.
Rachel: So, can we get you anything?
Frank: Yeah, orange juice.
Rachel: Straight?
Frank: Aw, Christ, I told you why! I - I can't protect you like this.
Rachel: So that's it for me? That's it?
Frank: Yeah.
Rachel: Well, I don't believe it!
Frank: Well, you can live with it, or you can fire me.
Rachel: But I can't f*ck you.
Rachel: And you're ready to die for me?
Frank: It's the job.
Rachel: And you'd do it? Why?
Frank: I can't sing.
Rachel: Well, you don't look like a bodyguard.
Frank: What'd you expect?
Rachel: Well, I don't know, maybe a tough guy?
Frank: This is my disguise.
Frank: We're adding to your duties. You're my new assistant.
Henry: Says who?
Frank: Henry, I've spent a lot of time guarding people all over the world, and I've found one thing to be true - no matter how incompetent the assassins, no matter how much they miss their target, there's always one person who always gets hit.
Henry: Who?
Frank: The cocky black chauffeur.
Woman in Green: [approaching Frank] I've been watching you all night from across the room.
Frank: Why don't you go back there. Keep watching.
Fletcher 'Fletch' Marron: What are you afraid of?
Frank: I'm af - I'm afraid of not being there.
Rachel: Will you grab that jacket for me? The red one, please?
Frank: I'm here to keep you alive, not help you shop.
Frank: [when asked how he uncovered the identity of the assassin] They don't wash cars on the upper level.
Frank: This house is wide open.
Sy Spector: Excuse me?
Frank: I said this house is wide open and you people have no clue what real security is or what it takes to achieve it.
[as Rachel heads towards the waiting paparazzi]
Frank: Is this really necessary?
Rachel: Quit bitchin', Farmer, this is the part you do get paid for!
Rachel: You know, Farmer, you're a self-righteous son of a bitch.
Frank: [chuckles]
Rachel: And don't you laugh at me! Don't you dare judge me!
Frank: Oh, give me a break, will ya? I didn't tell you to f*ck everybody in the hotel!
Frank: The people who hire me, they don't have to be convinced to save their own lives.
|  Movie/TV title:
Dances with Wolves
Character name:
Lt. John J. Dunbar
Quote(s):
John Dunbar: [voice-over] With Ten Bears, it was always more than a while. There was purpose in everything he did, and I knew he wanted me to stay. But I was sure of myself. I would be an excuse, and that's all the Army would need to find this place. I pushed him as far as I could to move the camp. But in the end, he only smiled and talked of simple pleasures. He reminded me that at his age, a good fire was better than anything. Ten Bears was an extraordinary man.
John Dunbar: The strangeness of this life cannot be measured: in trying to produce my own death, I was elevated to the status of a living hero.
John Dunbar: We are trying for a baby.
Kicking Bird: No waiting?
John Dunbar: No waiting.
Kicking Bird: I was just thinking that of all the trails in this life, there are some that matter most. It is the trail of a true human being. I think you are on this trail, and it is good to see.
John Dunbar: Dunbar, not Dumb Bear.
Major Fambrough: You wish to see the frontier?
John Dunbar: Yes sir, before it's gone.
John Dunbar: [writing in his diary] If it wasn't for my companion, I believe I'd be having the time of my life.
Stands With a Fist: He thanks Dances with Wolves for coming.
John Dunbar: Who is Dances with Wolves?
Stands With a Fist: It is the name all the people are calling you now.
John Dunbar: I am Lieutenant John Jay Dunbar and this is my post.
Stands With a Fist: He also asks if you would watch over his family while he is gone.
Stands With a Fist: This thing he asks of you is a great honor.
John Dunbar: Tell him I would be happy to watch over his family.
John Dunbar: Nothing I have been told about these people is correct. They are not thieves or beggars. They are not the bogeymen they are made out to be. On the contrary, they are polite guest and I enjoy their humor.
John Dunbar: As I heard my Sioux name called out over and over, I know who I really was
John Dunbar: They were a people so eager to laugh, so devoted to family, so dedicated to each other. The only word that comes to mind is harmony.
[talking about the white men coming]
Kicking Bird: How many?
John Dunbar: Like the stars.
John Dunbar: [to his army captors who are interrogating him, in Lakota] My name is Dances with Wolves. I will not talk to you anymore. You are not worth talking to.
John Dunbar: [voice over] It seems everyday ends with a miracle here. And whatever God may be, I thank God for this day.
|  Movie/TV title:
Waterworld
Character name:
Mariner
Quote(s):
[speaking of dry land]
Mariner: Because I haven't seen it. And I've sailed further than most men have dreamed.
Mariner: What are the markings on her back?
Helen: Some say it's the way to dry land.
Mariner: Dry land is a myth.
Helen: No, you said it yourself, that you've seen it.
Mariner: You're a fool to believe in something you've never seen.
Helen: But the things on your boat...!
Mariner: The things on my boat, what?
Helen: There are things on your boat that no one has ever seen. These shells, the music box and the reflecting glass. Well, if not from dry land, then where? Where?
Mariner: You wanna see dry land? You really wanna see it? I'll take you there.
Mariner: I've seen your boat before. Haven't seen you.
Mariner: Two drifters meet. Something needs to be exchanged.
Drifter: I know the code. But I'll give this one to you for free.
Mariner: Nothing's free in Waterworld.
Enola: You're not so tough, you know that? How many people have you killed? Ten? Twenty?
Mariner: You talk a lot.
Enola: I talk a lot because you don't talk at all. Now, how many?
Mariner: Including little girls?
Enola: I'm not afraid of you. I told Helen you wouldn't be so ugly if you cut your hair.
Mariner: In fact, you talk all the time. It's like a storm when you're around!
Mariner: This is my boat. I got it the way I like it. You take up space and you slow me down.
Mariner: I want the girl.
Deacon: You know, I thought you were stupid, friend. But I underestimated you. You are a total freaking retard! Ha-ha-ha...
Mariner: I want the girl. That's all.
Deacon: Well, what on this screwed-up earth of ours makes you think you're gonna get her?
[the Mariner takes a flare from his belt, and holds it over a hole leading down to the Deez's fuel hold]
Mariner: You know what this is. I drop it, you burn.
Doctor: We all burn...
Deacon: Now-now-now, let's not do anything rash here. I mean, are you sure this kid is worth it? I mean, she never does stop talking, she never shuts up!
Mariner: I noticed.
Deacon: So what is it, then? It's the map.
Mariner: She's my friend.
Deacon: Golly gee, a single tear rolls down my cheek. You're gonna die for your friend.
Mariner: If it comes to that.
[He ignites the flare, and holds it over the hole again]
Nord: He's bluffing! I'll kill him.
Enola: He's not bluffing, he never bluffs.
|  Movie/TV title:
The Guardian
Character name:
Ben Randall
Quote(s):
Ben Randall: [referring the the accident that killed Jake's friends] I've read the report Jake. Your blood alcohol level was zip that night. I'm guessing there was a flip for designated driver, you lost.
Jake Fischer: I guess that just makes it all go away, huh?
Ben Randall: No, it doesn't make it all right, it just makes it an accident. At least that's how it reads. You were 16 years old Jake. I'm not your priest, but if I was I think maybe you deserve a pass.
Jake Fischer: You're giving me a pass. You think you know everything, with your psychobabble bullshit. Why am I here? Why are you here, huh? Your too old to be doing this, you washed up here. You don't want to be teaching a bunch of kids in a pool, am I right? I don't give an eff what you read or who you talked to. You don't know about me.
[now yelling]
Jake Fischer: I have me under control.
Ben Randall: I can see that. The only difference between you and me is that I don't wear the ones I lost on my arm. I know where your at Jake. I'm there myself. I ask myself everyday why I was the one who survived.
Jake Fischer: And?
Ben Randall: And if I can't answer that for me, I'm certainly not going to try to answer that for you. Have a seat. I want you to start being a member of this team. The team you have now. You have a gift Jake. You're the best swimmer to come through this program, hands down, by far, and you've got a whole record board to prove it. But you know what I see when I look at it? I see someone fast enough who's going to get there first. I see someone strong enough who's going to last. I see someone who can save a life maybe no one else could. You really want to honor then initials on your arm? Then honor your gift. Save the ones you can Jake. The rest, you've got to let go.
Ben Randall: There will come a time when you might have to decide who lives and dies out there. It's a terrible responsibility but it's one you will have to make as a rescue swimmer. The bigger reality is, its also something you are going to have to live with as a human being. There will come a time when you will have to say no. The most important person to keep alive is yourself. You'll be facing crews from 5 to 20 all saying 'save me, save me.' They're looking for a miracle. How old are you Hodge?
Billy Hodge: 24.
Ben Randall: At 24 years old you have to become that miracle. You have to find a way to be that miracle.
Jake Fischer: You're going to kick me out for defending the Coast Guard?
Ben Randall: The Coast Guard has been around for 200 years. I doubt a couple of knuckleheads like yourself are going to defend it.
Ben Randall: I've been trying to peel the layers back for a while now and I, I just don't get it. I mean this kind of work seems a little remedial for someone like yourself. A big swim champ offered to every Ivy League, you give it up to be here with us. Why?
Jake Fischer: I'm here to save lives Senior Chief.
Ben Randall: I spoke to your coach Jake.
Jake Fischer: You spoke to my coach?
Ben Randall: Yeah I spoke with your coach. Something in your file just kept hanging me up. You will the state championship your freshman and sophomore years then you don't swim the next two. I'm just a public school guy, so uh pardon me, but it didn't add up until now.
[shows a newspaper with a headline of "swim team killed in fiery crash - one survivor"]
Ben Randall: Kick Holloway, 100 medley winner, thrown through the passenger window. Abe Ikeman, first team All-American, lungs crushed. Carl Sandables, 50 meter freestyle champ, made it all the way to the hospital, died of internal bleeding.
Jake Fischer: I guess you just know everything then.
Ben Randall: I know what it's like to lose a team.
Jake Fischer: Yeah, what about living in a small town where everyone thinks you killed their brother, or their son, or their best friend? You know about that?
Ben Randall: The kind of small town where everyone waves at each other, just not to you.
Jake Fischer: Does this mean you're not going to fail me.
Ben Randall: For what? Backing up a buddy at a bar? Then I've got to bigger problems than you.
Jake Fischer: Hey, there was a question I wanted to ask you back as school, but I didn't. When you can't save 'em all, how do you choose who lives?
Ben Randall: It's probably different for everybody Jake. Its kind of simple for me though. I just, I take the first one I come to or the weakest one in the group and then I swim as fast and as hard as I can for as long as I can. And the sea takes the rest.
Jake Fischer: Do you think I'm ready?
Ben Randall: I'm not your teacher anymore Jake. I'm just your fellow swimmer.
Jake Fischer: That's not exactly the answer I was looking for there.
Ben Randall: If I did not think you were ready, I would not put you in the Bering Sea
Jake Fischer: How do you choose who to save?
Ben Randall: I swim as fast and as hard as I can, for as long as I can. And the sea takes the rest.
Ben Randall: [as Jake is supposed to be performing CPR on a dummy] Why aren't you breathing, Fischer?
Jake Fischer: I wasn't aware it was possible for someone to still be alive and hold their breath for fifteen minutes, Senior Chief.
Ben Randall: Are you a coroner? I didn't think so. It isn't our job to decide if they're dead. Keep breathing.
Ben Randall: Fischer. Why are you here, Fischer?
Jake Fischer: I'm here to exceed your expectations, Senior Chief. I'm a rescue swimmer at heart, born, bred, and water-fed. Hoorah!
Ben Randall: Wow. I bet you practiced that all morning.
Ben Randall: [to his class] Can someone tell me what's the Coast Guard's motto?
Jake Fischer: So others may live, Senior Chief!
Ben Randall: Ooohhh, I feel safer already.
Jack Skinner: Mr. Fischer is our high school swim champ. He's had scholarships to every Ivy League.
Ben Randall: Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't realize that he was so qualified. I mean, you set records in a pool? That's amazing. I'll bet it was like, what, eight feet deep in the deep end? What if your nose plug didn't work? What if another swimmer had cut into your lane? For the love of God, you could've been killed.
Ben Randall: I don't care who you are, where you're from, or where your going. I care about one thing, and one thing only. That is the future victims that you will be asked to save. If i think that you will fail them. Then i will fail you. Understood?
A-School Recruits: Yes Senior Chief!
Ben Randall: Class 5506, will you come find me if I am lost?
Cadets: Yes, Senior Chief!
Ben Randall: Will you come save me if I am drowning?
Cadets: Yes, Senior Chief!
Ben Randall: I believe you would.
|  Movie/TV title:
The Postman
Character name:
The Postman
Quote(s):
The Postman: Once more into the breach, my friends, once more. We'll close the wall with our dead. In peace, nothing so becomes a man as modesty and humility, but when the blast of war blows in our ears, then imitate the action of the tiger, summon up the blood, disguise fair nature with rage and lend the eye a terrible aspect.
The Postman: Tell me something: how much mail can a dead Postman deliver?
The Postman: Wouldn't it be great if wars could be fought just by the assholes who started them?
The Postman: You're no general. You're not even a good painter.
Postman: I know you. You're famous.
Tom Petty: I was once sorta.
[Clutching a spoon as a weapon]
The Postman: Don't make me use this.
The Postman: Uh. Strangers. I hate this. Do they want to share what they got or take what you got? Do you say 'hi' or do you blow them away?
Larry: I tried to be an actor when I was young. I wasn't a good actor, but now after seeing you at least I can die knowing I wasn't the worst one.
The Postman: How much did you pay to get in, Larry? So bite me!
[Hours after The Postman arrived in town, a woman has asked to have his child]
The Postman: It's gotta be the uniform.
General Bethlehem: You see the reason you don't want to die for anything is because you have nothing to die for. That's the difference between you and me. You don't believe in anything.
The Postman: I believe in the United States.
|  Movie/TV Title:
Mr. Brooks
Character Name:
Mr. Earl Brooks
Quotes:
Mr. Earl Brooks: I don't enjoy killing, Mr. Smith. I do it because I'm addicted to it.
Mr. Earl Brooks: Before I was the Thumbprint Killer, Mr. Smith, I killed a lot of people in a lot of different ways.
Mr. Earl Brooks: You always want to invest in things people can't do without. Water and cemeteries, pretty safe bets.
Mr. Smith: What are we doing here, tonight?
Mr. Earl Brooks: We drive around until we see someone we think we might enjoy killing...
Mr. Smith: Can it be somebody that I know?
Mr. Earl Brooks: [laughs] No. You never kill someone you know. It's the easiest way to get caught.
Marshall: She did it, didn't she?
Mr. Earl Brooks: Yeah. It'll take the cops a week to ten days to put their case together, and then and then they will come back and arrest her.
Marshall: What are you going to do?
Mr. Earl Brooks: Oh, God. Oh, God. I was afraid of this since before she was born. She has. She has what I have.
Marshall: Yes, she does. But you were always smart about it. She was stupid. She did it because she got off - okay, I understand. She's in it for fun okay, I understand. But why didn't she think it through? A hatchet? And she left it there.
Mr. Earl Brooks: Finding someone you think would be fun to kill is a bit like, well it's a bit like falling in love. You meet a lot of candidates, and you like some of them, and they're nice. But they're not right. And that special one comes along, and your heart beats faster, and you know that's the one.
Mr. Earl Brooks: [after scaring Smith] Don't worry. If I were here to kill you, you would already be dead. After you left today, I realized that our friendship was a little one-sided. So tomorrow night when we meet, if you'd be so kind as to bring all the pictures and the memory card from your camera. That way we could like each other simply for who we are. If you don't show up, I will presume that you've gone to the police, and I will kill you. Even if I go to jail because of you, Mr. Smith, someone will find you, wherever you are, and they will kill you.
|  Movie/TV Title:
Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves
Character Name:
Robin Hood
Quotes:
Robin Hood: My father was no devil worshiper. And I'll have words with any man who says otherwise. But he's right. I was a rich man's son. When I killed the sheriff's men, I became an outlaw like you.
[Azeem is preparing to help Fanny deliver a breech baby]
Robin Hood: What are you going to do?
Azeem: I have seen it many times, with horses.
Robin Hood: With horses?
Robin Hood: Marian, I've returned to my home to find it destroyed, and my father murdered! And the only clues to why are in the ramblings of an old blind man.
Marian: But all I remember of you is a spoiled bully who used to burn my hair as a child.
Robin Hood: Please allow that years of war and imprisonment may change a man.
Marian: Robin, whatever happened between you and your father, you mustn't believe what they accused him of.
Robin Hood: I don't.
Robin Hood: What do you know of women?
Azeem: Where I come from, Christian, there are women of such beauty, that they can possess a man's mind so that he would be willing to die for them.
Robin Hood: Wait a minute. Is that why you were to be executed? Because of a woman?
Robin Hood: That's it, isn't it? That's it!
Azeem: It is close to sunset.
Robin Hood: You painted old hound, who was she? The mullah's daughter? Another man's wife? What's her name?
Azeem: Is there no sun in this cursed country? Which way is East?
Robin Hood: Her name.
Azeem: East!
Robin Hood: Her name.
Azeem: Jasmina.
Marian: It's interesting to hear you say that.
Robin Hood: I didn't. My father did.
Marian: Did the holy quest erase your hatred of him?
Robin Hood: I don't know. All I know is that our last words in this world were spoken in anger. I was lost after my mother died. My father too, and for a short time he found comfort in the arms of another woman, a peasant woman. I thought he was betraying my mother's memory.
Marian: So he gave her up?
Robin Hood: For the love of a twelve-year-old boy who would never forgive him.
Azeem: Why did you cut me free, Christian?
Robin Hood: Whatever blood is in your veins, no man deserves to die in there.
Robin Hood: You're King Richard's cousin. You can give word to him of Nottingham's plans. He would believe you.
Marian: If the sheriff found out, I could lose all that I have.
Robin Hood: But will you do it for your king?
Marian: No. I'll do it for you.
Duncan: He fancies you, my Lady. I may be blind, but there are some things I still see.
Azeem: Is she worth it?
Robin Hood: Worth dying for.
Marian: There is a price on your head.
Robin Hood: How much?
Marian: One hundred gold pieces.
Robin Hood: Is that all? I shall have to annoy the good Sheriff more. Soon it will be a thousand.
Marian: For a thousand, I would turn you in myself.
Robin Hood: Do you yield?
Little John: I can't bloody swim.
Robin Hood: Do you yield?
Little John: Yes.
Robin Hood: Good. Now put your feet down.
Robin Hood: You were to use this information to get close to me and then kill me, isn't that right, Will? What are your intentions?
Will Scarlett: Well, that depends on you Locksley. I've never trusted you, that's no secret. What I wanna know is, is are you gonna finish what you started? I want to know if he's gonna turn and run like the spoiled little rich boy I always took him for.
Robin Hood: Did I wrong you in another life, Will Scarlett? Where does this intolerable hatred for me come from?
Will Scarlett: From knowing that... that our father loved you more than me.
Robin Hood: Our father?
Will Scarlett: We are brothers, Robin of Locksley. I am the son of the woman who replaced your dead mother for a time.
Robin Hood: It's a lie!
Will Scarlett: It was your anger that drove them apart! It's not a lie! You ruined my life! I have more reason to hate you than anyone. Yet I found myself daring to believe in you. And what I want to know brother, is will you stay with us and finish what you started?
Marian: You came for me. You're alive.
Robin Hood: I would die for you.
Robin Hood: And you. You travel ten thousand miles to save my life and leave me to be butchered.
Azeem: I fulfill my vows when I choose to.
Robin Hood: Which does not include prayer time, meal time, or any time I'm outnumbered six to one.
Azeem: You whine like a mule. You are still alive.
|  Movie/TV Title:
JFK
Character Name:
Jim Garrison
Quotes:
Jim Garrison: About as subtle as a cockroach crawlin' across a white rug!
Jim Garrison: The FBI says they can prove it through physics in a nuclear laboratory. Of course they can prove it. Theoretical physics can also prove that an elephant can hang off a cliff with its tail tied to a daisy! But use your eyes, your common sense.
Jim Garrison: "Let justice be done though the heavens fall."
Jim Garrison: "Treason doth never prosper," wrote an English poet, "What's the reason? For if it prosper, none dare call it treason."
Jim Garrison: Could the Mob change the parade route, Bill, or eliminate the protection for the President? Could the Mob send Oswald to Russia and get him back? Could the Mob get the FBI the CIA, and the Dallas Police to make a mess of the investigation? Could the Mob appoint the Warren Commission to cover it up? could the Mob wreck the autopsy? Could the Mob influence the national media to go to sleep? And since when has the Mob used anything but .38's for hits, up close. The Mob wouldn't have the guts or the power for something of this magnitude. Assassins need payrolls, orders, times, schedules. This was a military-style ambush from start to finish... a coup d'etat with Lyndon Johnson waiting in the wings.
Jim Garrison: All these documents are yours. The people's property, you pay for it! But because the government considers you children who might be too disturbed or distressed to face this reality, or because you might possibly lynch those involved, you cannot see these documents for another seventy-five years. I'm in my early forties, so I'll have shuffled off this mortal coil by then, but I'm already telling my eight-year-old son to keep himself physically fit, so that one glorious September morning, in the year 2038, he can walk into the National Archives, and find out what the CIA and the FBI knew! They might even push it back then, hell it may become a generational affair, with questions passed down from father to son, mother to daughter, but someday, somewhere, somebody will find out the damn truth.
Jim Garrison: Of course, when he had realized that something had gone wrong, and that the President had been killed, he knew there was a problem. He may have even known he was the Patsy. An intuition, maybe. The President killed in spite of his warning. The phone call that never came. Perhaps fear now came to Oswald for the very first time.
Jim Garrison: The Warren Commission thought they had an open-and-shut case. Three bullets, one assassin. But two unpredictable things happened that day that made it virtually impossible. One, the eight-millimeter home movie taken by Abraham Zapruder while standing by the grassy knoll. Two, the third wounded man, James Tague, who was nicked by a fragment, standing near the triple underpass. The time frame, five point six seconds, determined by the Zapruder film, left no possibility of a fourth shot. So the shot or fragment that left a superficial wound on Tague's cheek had to come from the three shots fired from the sixth floor depository. That leaves just two bullets. And we know one of them was the fatal head shot that killed Kennedy. So now a single bullet remains. A single bullet now has to account for the remaining seven wounds in Kennedy and Connelly. But rather than admit to a conspiracy or investigate further, the Warren Commission chose to endorse the theory put forth by an ambitious junior counselor, Arlen Spector, one of the grossest lies ever forced on the American people. We've come to know it as the "Magic Bullet Theory." This single-bullet explanation is the foundation of the Warren Commission's claim of a lone assassin. Once you conclude the magic bullet could not create all seven of those wounds, you'd have to conclude that there was a fourth shot and a second rifle. And if there was a second rifleman, then by definition, there had to be a conspiracy.
Jim Garrison: So what really happened that day? Let's just for a moment speculate shall we? We have the epileptic seizure around 12:15, p.m. distracting the police making it easier for the shooters to move into their places. The epileptic later vanished, never checking into a hospital. The A-Team gets on the sixth floor of the depository. They were refurbishing the floors that week, which allowed unknown workmen access to the building. They move quickly into position just minutes before the shooting. The spotter on the radio talking to the other two teams has the best overall view, the God spot. B-Team one shooter and one spotter with radio gear and access to the building, moves into the lower floor of the Dal-Tex building. The third team, the C-Team moves into the picket fence behind the Grassy Knoll, where the shooter and the spotter are first spotted by the late Lee Bowers in the watch tower of the rail yard. They have the best position of all. Kennedy is close and on a flat low trajectory. Part of this team is a coordinator who has flashed security credentials at people chasing them out of the parking lot. Probably 2-3 more men are in the crowd on Elm. 10-12 men. Three shooters. Three spotters. The triangulation of fire that Clay Shaw and David Ferrie discussed two months before. They have walked the plaza. They know every inch. They have calibrated their sight. They have practiced on moving targets. They are ready. Kennedy's motorcade makes the turn from Main onto Houston. It's gonna be a turkey shoot. They don't shoot him coming up Houston, which is the easiest shot for a single shot from the Book Depository. They Wait. They wait until he gets in the killing zone, between three rifles. Kennedy makes the final turn from Houston onto Elm, slowing down to some 11 miles an hour. The shooters across Dealy Plaza tighten, taking their aim, waiting for the radio to say "Green! Green!" or "Abort! Abort!". The first shot rings out, sounding like a backfire it misses the car completely. Frame 161, Kennedy stops waiving as he hears something. Connaly's head turns slightly to the right. Frame 193, the second shot hits Kennedy in the throat from the front. Frame 225, the President emerging from behind the road sign, you can see that he's obviously been hit, raising his arms to his throat. The third shot, frame 232, takes Kennedy in the back pulling him downward and forward. Connaly you'll notice shows no signs at all of being hit. He is visibly holding his Stetson, which is impossible if his wrist has been shattered. Connaly is turning here now, frame 238 the fourth shot. It misses Kennedy and takes Connaly in the back. This is the shot that proves there were two rifles. Connaly yells out "My God! They are going to kill us all." Somewhere around this time another shot that misses the car completely, strikes James Tague down by the underpass. The car brakes. The sixth and fatal shot, frame 313 takes Kennedy in the head from the front. This is the key shot. The President going back and to his left. Shot from the front and right. Totally inconstant with the shot from the Book Depository. So what happens then? Pandemonium.
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