[Walking in the forest] Nicholas: I'm scared. Anne: Well, you shouldn't have come then. Nicholas: Say something. Anne: What shall I say? Nicholas: Anything. Anne: My name is Anne, and I'm walking. I'm walking and my name is Anne...
Cheyenne: Do you know anything about a guy going around playing the harmonica? He's someone you'd remember. Instead of talking, he plays. And when he better play, he talks.
Mia: Don't you just love it when you come back from the bathroom and find your food waiting for you? Vincent: We're lucky we got anything at all. I don't think Buddy Holly's much of a waiter.
Patton: I don't know why, but the image of a bullet coming straight for my nose was more horrifying than anything else. General Omar N. Bradley: Well, I can understand that, George, it's such a handsome nose.
Ed McDonnough: You mean you busted out of jail. Evelle: No, ma'am. We released ourselves on our own recognizance. Gale: What Evelle here is trying to say is that we felt that the institution no longer had anything to offer us.
General Hummel: I'm not about to kill 80,000 innocent people! Do you think I'm out of my fucking mind? We bluffed, they called it. The mission is over. Captain Frye: Who said anything about bluffing, General?
Marvin: I already told you I don't know anything about any fucking setup; you can torture me all you want. Mr. Blonde: Torture you? That's a good idea. I like that.
D.C.: Lloyd, why do you have to be like this? Lloyd Dobler: 'Cause I'm a guy. I have pride. Corey Flood: You're not a guy. Lloyd Dobler: I am. Corey Flood: No. The world is full of guys. Be a man. Don't be a guy.
Diane Court: I just can't have any social life right now. Lloyd Dobler: Don't worry about it. We're just having coffee. We'll be anti-social. Diane Court: Be friends? Lloyd Dobler: Yeah. With potential.
Lloyd Dobler: Oh... you must think I'm a dick. Diane Court: No, Lloyd, we shared the most intimate thing two people can share... Lloyd Dobler: You shared it with a dick.
The Baroness: My dear, is there anything you can't do? Maria: Well, I'm not sure I'll make a very good nun. The Baroness: If you have any problems, I'll be happy to help you.
Tiffany: No walk, no letter. Walk to me like I'm Nikki. Do it, come on, I'm Nikki. Pat: You're not Nikki. [does the walk anyway] Tiffany: Yes! Do you feel that? That's emotion. Pat: I don't feel anything.
Don Lockwood: Where'd Miss Selden go? Female dancer: She just grabbed her things and bolted. Anything I can do? Don Lockwood: Sorry, I don't have time to find out.
C-3PO: My lady, is there anything I might do? Padmé: No, thank you, 3P0. C-3PO: [walking away] I feel so helpless.
Fenster: I don't know anything about no fuckin? truck. Interrogation Cop: Oh, yeah? Well, your friend McManus told us a different story altogether. Fenster: Oh, is that the one about the hooker with the dysentery?
[last lines] Columbus: So until next time, remember: Cardio, seat belts, and this really has nothing to do with anything, but a little sunscreen never hurt anybody. I'm Columbus, Ohio from Zombieland, saying good night.
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