Quotes by 12 Angry Men

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[Juror #9 has pointed out that the witness across the street had marks on her nose, indicating that she normally wore glasses] Juror #8: [to Juror #4] Do you wear glasses when you go to bed? Juror #4: No. I don't. No one wears eyeglasses to bed. Juror #8: It's logical to assume that *she* wasn't wearing them when she was in bed - tossing and turning, trying to fall asleep! Juror #3: How do *you* know? Juror #8: I don't *know* - I'm guessing! I'm also guessing that she probably didn't put her glasses on when she turned to look casually out of the window - and she herself testified the killing took place just as she looked out, the lights went off a split second later - she couldn't have had *time* to put them on then! [stops #3 from stopping him] Juror #8: Here's another guess: maybe she honestly thought she saw the boy kill his father - I say she only saw a blur! Juror #3: How do you know *what* she saw? How does he know all that? How do you know *what* kind of glasses she wore? Maybe they were sunglasses, maybe she was far-sighted! What do you *know* about her? Juror #8: I only know the woman's eyesight is in question now! Juror #11: She had to be able to identify a person sixty feet away, at night, without glasses. Juror #2: You can't send someone off to die on evidence like that! Juror #3: Oh, don't give me that. Juror #8: Don't you think the woman *might* have made a mistake? Juror #3: [stubbornly] No! Juror #8: It's not *possible?* Juror #3: No, it's not possible! Juror #8: [gets up and speaks to Juror #12] Is it possible? Juror #12: [nods] Not guilty. Juror #8: [goes to #10] You think he's guilty? [#10 shakes his head "no"] Juror #3: *I* think he's guilty! Juror #8: [ignores #3; goes to #4] How about you? Juror #4: [looks at #8, pauses, then shakes head] No... I'm convinced. Not guilty. Juror #3: [shocked, having just lost all support] What's the matter with ya? Juror #4: I have a reasonable doubt now

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Juror #8: According to the testimony, the boy looks guilty... maybe he is. I sat there in court for six days listening while the evidence built up. Everybody sounded so positive, you know, I... I began to get a peculiar feeling about this trial. I mean, nothing is that positive. There're a lot of questions I'd have liked to ask. I don't know, maybe they wouldn't have meant anything, but... I began to get the feeling that the defense counsel wasn't conducting a thorough enough cross-examination. I mean, he... he let too many things go by... little things that... Juror #10: What little things? Listen, when these fellas don't ask questions it's because they know the answers already and they figure they'll be hurt. Juror #8: Maybe. It's also possible for a lawyer to be just plain stupid, isn't it? I mean it's possible. Juror #7: You sound like you met my brother-in-l
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Juror #4: I'll take the testimony from right after the murder, when he couldn't remember a thing about the movies, great emotional stress or not. Juror #8: I'd like to ask you a personal question. Juror #4: Go ahead. Juror #8: Where were you last night? Juror #4: I was home all night. Juror #8: How about the night before that? Juror #3: What is this? Juror #4: It's all right. I left the office at 8:30 and went straight home and to bed. Juror #8: And the night before that? Juror #4: That was... Tuesday night. The bridge tournament. I played bridge. Juror #8: Monday night? Juror #3: When you get to New Year's Eve, 1954, let me know. Juror #4: Monday night? Monday night... my wife and I went to the movies. Juror #8: What did you see? Juror #4: "The Scarlet Circle". A whodunit. Juror #8: What was the second feature? Juror #4: "The"... I'll tell you in a minute..."The... Remarkable Mrs." something... "Bainbridge". "The Remarkable Mrs. Bainbridge". Juror #2: I saw that. It's called "The Amazing Mrs. Bainbridge". Juror #4: Yes. "The Amazing Mrs. Bainbridge". Juror #8: Who was in "The Amazing Mrs. Bainbridge"? Juror #4: Barbara... Long, I think it was. A dark, very pretty girl. Ling or... Long, something like that. Juror #8: Who else? Juror #4: I'd never heard of them before. It was a very inexpensive second feature, with unknown... Juror #8: And you weren't under an emotional stress, were you? Juror #4: [slowly,

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Juror #8: [justifying his reason for voting "not guilty"] I just think we owe him a few words, that's all. Juror #10: I don't mind telling you this, mister: we don't owe him a thing. He got a fair trial, didn't he? What do you think that trial cost? He's lucky he got it. Know what I mean? Now, look - we're all grown-ups in here. We heard the facts, didn't we? You're not gonna tell me that we're supposed to believe this kid, knowing what he is. Listen, I've lived among them all my life - you can't believe a word they say, you know that. I mean they're born liars. Juror #9: Only an ignorant man can believe that. Juror #10: Now, listen... Juror #9: [gets up] Do you think you were born with a monopoly on the truth? [turns to Juror #8, indicating #10] Juror #9: I think certain things should be pointed out to thi
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Juror #3: [recurring line] You *what?* Juror #5, Juror #7: You heard me

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Juror #3: [to Juror #8 about the El-Train drowning out the supposed death threat] You're talkin' about a matter of *seconds!* Nobody can be *that* accurate! Juror #8: Well, I think testimony that can put a boy into the electric chair *should* be that accurate
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Juror #10: [the vote has become 9-3, enraging Juror #10] I don't understand you people! I mean all these picky little points you keep bringing up. They don't mean nothing! You saw this kid just like I did. You're not gonna tell me you believe that phony story about losing the knife, and that business about being at the movies. Look, you know how these people *lie!* It's *born* in them! I mean, what the heck? I don't have to tell you! They don't know what the truth *is!* And lemme tell ya: they don't need any real big reason to kill someone, either! No *sir!* [#5 slams the paper down, gets up from his seat] Juror #10: They get drunk! Oh, they're real big drinkers, all of 'em - you know that - and bang: someone's lyin' in the gutter! Oh, nobody's blaming them for it. That's the way they are, by nature! You know what I mean? *Violent!* Juror #10: [#9 rises and crosses to the window] Where're you going? Human life don't mean as much to them as it does to us! [#11 gets up and walks to the other window] Juror #10: Look, they're lushing it up and fighting all the time and if somebody gets killed, so somebody gets killed! They don't care! Oh, sure, there are some good things about 'em, too! Look, I'm the first one to say that! Juror #10: [#8 gets up and walks to the nearest wall] I've known a couple who were OK, but that's the exception, y'know what I mean? Most of 'em, it's like they have no feelings! They can do anything! [#2 and #6 get up from the table. Everyone's back is to #10] Juror #10: [looking around, starting to decline in volume] What's goin' on here? I'm trying to tell ya... You're makin' a big mistake, you people! This kid is a liar! I know it, I know all about them! Listen to me... They're no good! There's not a one of 'em who is any good! I mean, what's happening in here? I'm speaking my piece, and you... [the Foreman gets up and walks away. So does #12] Juror #10: Listen to me. We're... This kid on trial here... his type, well, don't you know about them? There's a, there's a danger here. These people are dangerous. They're wild. Listen to me. Listen. Juror #4: [quietly and firmly] I have. Now sit down and don't open your mouth again. [beat] Juror #10: [the shock of being ignored and silenced sinking in] I'm jus' tryin'-a.

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Juror #3: It's these kids - the way they are nowadays. When I was a kid I used to call my father, "Sir". That's right. "Sir". You ever hear a kid call his father that anymore? Juror #8: Fathers don't seem to think it's important anymore. Juror #3: [looking at him] You got any kids? Juror #8: Three. Juror #3: I got one. Twenty-two years old. [takes photo from his wallet and shows it to Juror #8] Juror #3: Aah. When he was nine years old he ran away from a fight. I saw it; I was so embarrassed I almost threw up. I said, "I'm gonna make a man outta you if I have to break you in two tryin'". And I made a man out of him. When he was sixteen, we had a fight. Hit me in the jaw - a big kid. Haven't seen him for two years. Kids... work your heart
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Juror #8: I just want to talk. Juror #7: Well, what's there to talk about? Eleven men in here think he's guilty. No one had to think about it twice except you. Juror #10: I want to to ask you something: do you believe his story? Juror #8: I don't know whether I believe it or not - maybe I don't. Juror #7: So how come you vote not guilty? Juror #8: Well, there were eleven votes for guilty. It's not easy to raise my hand and send a boy off to die without talking about it first. Juror #7: Well now, who says it's easy? Juror #8: No one. Juror #7: What, just because I voted fast? I honestly think the guy's guilty. Couldn't change my mind if you talked for a hundred years. Juror #8: I'm not trying to change your mind. It's just that... we're talking about somebody's life here. We can't decide it in five minutes. Supposing we're wrong? Juror #7: Supposing we're wrong! Supposing this whole building should fall down on my head. You can suppose anything! Juror #8: Th

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Juror #8: [after conducting an experiment to see if the old man could have reached his door in 15 seconds] Here's what I think happened: the old man heard the fight between the boy and his father a few hours earlier. Then, when he's lying in his bed, he heard a body hit the floor in the boy's apartment, heard the woman scream from across the street, got to his front door as fast as he could, heard somebody racing down the stairs and *assumed* it was the boy! Juror #6: I think that's possible! Juror #3: [from the other side of the room] *"Assumed"?* [Everyone looks at #3 as he chuckles] Juror #3: Brother, I've seen all kinds of dishonesty in my day, but this little display takes the cake. Y'all come in here with your hearts bleedin' all over the floor about slum kids and injustice, you listen to some fairy tales... Suddenly, you start gettin' through to some of these old ladies. Well, you're not getting through to me, I've had enough. [starts shouting] Juror #3: What's the *matter* with you guys? You all *know* he's guilty! He's *got* to burn! You're letting him slip through our fingers! Juror #8: [brow furrowing] "Slip through our fingers"? Are you his executioner? Juror #3: I'm one of 'em! Juror #8: ...Perhaps you'd like to pull the switch? Juror #3: For this kid? You bet I would! Juror #8: [baiting him] I feel sorry for you. What it must feel like to want to pull the switch! Ever since you walked into this room, you've been acting like a self-appointed public avenger. You want to see this boy die because you *personally* want it, not because of the facts! You're a sadist! [#3 lunges wildly at #8, who holds his ground. Several jurors hold #3 back] Juror #3: I'll kill him! I'll - *kill him!* Juror #8: [calmly] You don't *really* mean you'll ki