Pool Hall Quotes

I was what they call a pool hustler. That's absolutely true. For long periods of time I got by, barely skimmed by, just playing pool.

We're gonna play some pool, skip some school, act real cool, stay out all night, it's gonna be alright.

You might be a redneck if you were shooting pool when your kids were born.

My mom was a championship pool player.

I was a short order cook in a pool hall in college. So, I am the fastest cook in the world.

A pool game mixes ritual with geometry.

Graves: Are you skipping? Off to a good start. Dru Anderson: I don’t want to deal with it today. Graves: Okay. I know a place to go. You shoot pool? I’m Graves. Dru Anderson: I know. Dru. Graves: Dru. You’re new. Couple of weeks, right? Welcome to Foley.

Gleason used to rack balls for me when he was a kid in Brooklyn and in Long Island.

When I played pool I was like a good psychiatrist. I cured em of all their daydreams and delusions.

I started out as a teenager I was a snooker player, or pool player. Through that I met some other teenagers that were gamblers, if you will, who started basement games. I was just sort of learning on the go, losing my $10.

Hey, a guy can hope. I mean, it’s not impossible that a car full of scantily clad sorority girls might break down outside and need my help.” “That’s true,” I said. “Maybe I can put a sign out front that says, ‘ATTENTION ALL GIRLS: FREE HELP HERE.’” “‘ATTENTION ALL HOT GIRLS,’” he corrected, straightening up. “Right,” I said, trying not to roll my eyes. “That’s an important distinction.” He pointed at me with the pool stick. “Speaking of hot, I like that uniform.” This time, I did roll my eyes.

One movie I come back to time and again is 'The Hustler.' I don't think there's better dialogue in any film.

I love you more than the pool hall, but not as much as football.

Well I'm an eight ball shooting, double-fisted drinking son of a gun

I don't suppose you offered to help?" "Sage," Adrian declared. "These hands don't do manual labor." He knocked another ball into a hole. "You want to play?" "What? With you?" "No, with Clarence." He sighed at my dumbfounded look. "Yes, of course with me.

It's just this little comedy about this group of guys, and their local hangout is a pool hall, and it's starting to get taken over by this big corporate, evil kind of guy. And it's just about them trying to save the day and their little pool hall in the process of it all. It's called 'Think Tank.'