Raf

Nope. Down home American, red white and blue, through and through... Roman is not an English word. And it's not Italian. It's French. And it has nothing to do with the title of the movie. Pirate, give them another quote.

Roman, Romance, Romans, Rome... none of those are in the title. One of those words is a subtle clue to the genre. And it's not romance.

I'll get my copy bright and early tomorrow via UPS, or so Amazon.com claims.

And it's not a romance. But close, at least phonetically. Brought to you by the Obscure Clues We're Sure Will Be Explained Later Division of the American Film Games Institute.

Yes.

WordWolf, I looked it up. You are incorrect (and I am disqualified). Pirate, this is a really good clue and a good choice for a movie. Pirate's clue: I am a gay lesbian woman! I do not mythologize the male sexual organ!

not a big fan of Al's ? ? ? Dude, make sure all local horses are accounted for when you go to bed tonight.

Double Jeopardy Ashley Judd Heat

Hey, it's when you put the ring on his finger: I say it should count. :)--> The wrong reverend has spoken.

And where's the part where she says: "You MINE! You ain't goin NOWHERE!"

Dude, it's Al Pacino's single most famous scene.

After all that? We leave off with Kate Mulgrew

Sounds good. Maybe I'll try it.

Hey, where's the SNORT?

How did anyone not think... "you're out of order!" "You're out of order! You're out of order! This whole TRIAL is out of order!" Pirate is correct. Your move, buddy.

Take the next step... my goodness, with a clue like that, how are you guys not getting this? :)-->

In case karmicdebt thought no one caught the hint... Lost in Yonkers Matthew Broderick (I should be mean and put Project X, but I'll be nice and put...) Election

no, no, no and no. Okay, here's a hint: if you were the judge, and the defense lawyer said that last quote, what would you say?

Lindy retains the right to jump right back in whenever he wants. His preceding song was "Black Slacks" by Joe Bennett and the Sparkletones. I'm not making that up. In the future, please do not include the title of the song in the clue. And if you include the title in the clue, and STILL no one gets it, it's a sure bet you've picked a real obscure number.

Heh heh heh. Nope. I picked a good one, didn't I? "There's a very good reason for all of that, Your Honor." "Oh? What is that?" "I'm a diabetic." "I fail to see the connection. I've never heard of diabetes causing foul language!" "That's because you're a dou**ebag." Here's another clue: not exactly a giveaway, but if you extrapolate, you'll get it pretty quickly... The one thing that bothered me, the one thing that stayed in my mind and I couldn't get rid of it, that haunted me, was why. Why would she lie? What was her motive for lying? If my client is innocent, she's lying. Why? Was it blackmail? No. Was it jealousy? No. Yesterday I found out why. She doesn't have a motive. You know why? Because she's not lying... And ladies and gentlemen of the jury, the prosecution is not going to get that man today. No. Because I'm gonna get him! My client, the Honorable Henry T. Fleming, should go right to f***ing jail!

Nope.

Rock on!

And now it's Hurricane Emily.

I can almost hear Joe Pesci saying it. He didn't, though. And neither did anyone else in My Cousin Vinny.

That happens to me whenever the Bronx comes out in my voice during a loud phone conversation.