Isabelle: [wonders if she dares to ask the question] Where do you live? Hugo Cabret: [Hugo looks at her for a minute, then turns and points to the giant clock at the train station across the bridge] There.
Thorin Oakenshield: Where did you go, if I may ask? Gandalf: To look ahead. Thorin Oakenshield: And what brought you back? Gandalf: Looking behind.
Phil Wenneck: [leaving the school at which he teaches] Would you shut up and drive, before any of these nerds asks me another question.
Hermione Granger: Do you honestly expect you can just walk up to him and ask for his deepest, darkest secret?
Mrs. Arabella Figg: [she has been asked to describe "them"] One was very huge... the other, very skinny. Cornelius Fudge: We mean the dementors, not the boys!
[about Fluffy] Hagrid: I lent him to Dumbledore to guard the... Harry: Yes? Hagrid: Shouldn't have said that. No more questions, don't ask anymore questions!
Draco Malfoy: Think my name's funny, do you? No need to ask yours. Red hair... and a hand-me-down robe. You must be a Weasley.
Daniel Molloy: What did you see? Louis: No words can describe it. May as well ask Heaven what it sees; no human can know.
Dalton Russell: Now lady, believe me, this is the only situation that I would ever ask you to do this, so take off your fucking clothes.
Ed Exley: I'm talking about the gas chamber, and you haven't even asked me what this is about. You've got a big "Guilty" sign around your neck.
Gimli: If anyone was to ask for my opinion, which I note they're not, I'd say we were taking the long way around.
Mendoza: Father, I've come to ask you to bless me. Gabriel: No. If you're right, you'll have God's blessing. If you're wrong, my blessing won't mean anything.
Button: No need to ask for more chores, Mose. Mose: Every man's got to pull his weight, Button. Button: Yeah, but my weight is half of yours.
[Joe Miller is in court and has just asked his witness whether he is a homosexual] Joe Miller: Are you a homo? Are you a queer? Are you a faggot? Are you a fruit? Are you *gay*, sir?
Martin Sixsmith: [frustrated] I asked a question. Sister Claire: You're a journalist. Martin Sixsmith: Yes. Well, I used to be. Philomena: He's a Roman Catholic. Martin Sixsmith: Yes. Well, I used to be.
Elizabeth: Will, how many times must I ask you to call me Elizabeth? Will Turner: At least once more, Miss Swann, as always.
César Luciani: I'm going to ask a favor of you, not because you work for me, but because I trust you. Understand the difference? Malik El Djebena: I'm not sure.
Dick Goodwin: I asked myself, "why would he do this, he knows I'll come after him?" Then it occurred to me. He knows I'll come after him.
[Nice Guy Eddie asks if anyone knows what happened to Mr. Blue] Mr. Blonde: Either he's alive or he's dead, or the cops got him... or they don't.
William Somerset: [to Tracy] Anyone who spends a significant amount of time with me finds me disagreeable. Just ask your husband. David Mills: Very true. Very, very true.
Thomas Fairchild: May I ask, sir, what exactly are your intentions? Linus Larrabee: My intentions? Unethical, reprehensible but very practical. Thomas Fairchild: I beg your pardon?
