Gary Busey Quotes

They weren't crazy. They were tired of being locked up. Even I could see that.

You touch me and I'll kick you in the rear.

I will kick you in the nuts and you will smile and like it.

You would have to go really crazy on me before I throw a punch.

People don't drop me with shots on the temple.

Kevin Muscat scared me. You know, people would say 'I'm going to break your legs' - when he would say it, you genuinely believed him.

Let's face it, when is it actually ever funny to joke about hitting someone? Never, right? The threat to give someone a slap, no matter how you look at it, is aggressive.

I don't want to get punched all my life.

I don't like hitting people in the face.

I could legitimately put someone in a headlock, for sure.

one blow in anger [would] kill, probably, a child from aged two to eight. Those over eight would take two blows to kill.

Do it, and I’ll rip your heart out and feed it to your friend. (Julian)

How many times have I told you not to hit people in the face. You kick them in the body where it doesn't show.

I am a rapist and a sadistic pig,' if you get that tattoo removed I will carve it into your forehead, do you understand?

I just can't see myself with a man on the ropes and just to prove how bad I am - and I see in his eyes, his head, he's hopeless - and I'm just deliberately hitting. I don't do that.

I don't care if you got knocked up. I can still rip your throat out

You try, you seem totally nuts, you go underground.

I'd love to spit some Beechnut in that dude's eye and shoot him with my ole forty-five.

Caroline, do you value your neck?" "Yes, I'm rather fond of it. Why?" "Because if you don't shut up, I'm going to wring it.

I'm gonna have to start walking down the street and start hitting people in the head!

Say yes, babe, or I'll spill you off over the Wall next time - got it?

In my political philosophy I think that there sometimes is room for violence.

Apparently, dancing for him and throwing herself at him weren't enough. Apparently, she had to nearly commit murder to arouse him enough to attack her.

He willed his body to remain unaffected. Sabin would fuss if Strider sported a hard-on around his precious. And, of course, "fuss" meant Strider would find his intestines wrapped around his neck, breathing a thing of the past.

When a man holds you round the throat, I don't think he has come to apologise.