Liv Tyler: Corey Mason

Empire Records

Corey Mason

Corey: Joe, you're the best boss in the world. Can I bring Rex his lunch?
Joe: Berko's taking him his lunch.
Corey: Um Joe, you know that Berko's gonna insult him to his face I don't think that's such a good idea.
Joe: I don't care if Berko sticks an M-80 up his butt and lights it. In fact, I hope he sticks one up mine, it might be an improvement.
Corey: Joe, I have to bring Rex his lunch.
Joe: Berko is.
Corey: Joe, I need to bring him his lunch.
Joe: Berko is.
Corey: [screams] I'M BRINGING REX HIS LUNCH!
[pause]
Joe: ...alright.

A.J.: Hi, what're you doing up here?
[Corey pushes A.J so he falls]
Corey: You listen to me! You're so special and you're so talented and you have everything it takes! You have MORE than everything it takes and you're REALLY stupid because you don't know that. And I know you don't love me anymore, and I know that I blew it but at least I know that, and if you don't go to art school and if you don't understand how special you are then you know nothing!
A.J.: Corey, I...
Corey: And I did love you, and I still... only I didn't realise that it really was love because it was more than love and it wasn't just some stupid feeling in my stomach like everything else and I'll never love anybody as much as you and I hate you! I hate you!
A.J.: Corey, I quit. I quit!
[pause]
A.J.: I'm going to art school, in Boston. So I can be near you.

Joe: Deb, what are you doing?
Debra: I just wanted to have a little chat with Warren.
Warren: Yeah? Have a little chat with my gun.
[waves it under her nose]
Debra: [into the barrel of Warren's gun] What do you want Warren?
Warren: *Stop calling me Warren! My name isn't fucking Warren!*
[kicks furniture to underline point]
Eddie: His name isn't Warren.
Corey: [whispers] His name isn't Warren?
Berko: [whispering as well] His name isn't Warren?
Mark: I thought his name was Warren?
Debra: [to Warren] Well, you can't kill me 'cause I'm already dead. And I talked to God, and she says, "Yo, wassup?" and she wants you to lose the gun.
Warren: What? You are a psycho! A *psycho!*

Corey: So is this how your life's gonna be now, huh? You're just gonna screw every has-been until your tits fall down and they don't want you anymore?

Debra: I guess nobody really has it all together, huh?
Corey: No.
Debra: I feel like I should welcome you to the neighborhood or something. Anyway, did you really want to do Rex Manning in the count-out room? Is that how you always imagined your first time would be? Your back up against the daily totals and your feet pounding against the safe? 'Oh Rexy stop that. You're so sexy.'
Corey: Why are you being so nice to me?
Debra: Let's save our Hallmark moment.

Eddie: [enters] Hey, hey, how's it going, man? Joe, I'm sorry I'm late. I brought some pizza just in case anyone got hungry. So, what's up, man? Why you guys looking so glum?
[in clowning way:]
Eddie: Where's sexy Rexy?
Debra: It's kinda funny that you put it that way.
[points at that door]
Eddie: What?
Corey: [enters] Joe, I'm not feeling so good. Can I count out now?
[tries to open door of count-out office]
Corey: Why is the door locked?
[everybody quiet]
Corey: Where's Gina?
[chuckles nervously]
Corey: Where's Rex?
Rex Manning: [emerging from the count-out room, still adjusting his clothes, with Gina following] What? No applause?

Gina: You are brave. You're getting out of here. You're always talking about how I do what I wanna do, but I don't.
[softly:]
Gina: I don't. Because I wanna sing in a band.. but, um, I don't have the guts to even audition. And I know that if I don't do something, I'm gonna end up like my mother. Her life ended after high school.
Corey: You're never gonna be like your mother if you don't wanna be like your mother.
[Gina smiles through tears]
Corey: You're gonna be fine.
Debra: [supposed to play dead] That is so sweet. I think I'm gonna barf. Excuse me.