Rob: Sometimes I got so bored of trying to touch her breast that I would try to touch her between her legs. It was like trying to borrow a dollar, getting turned down, and asking for 50 grand instead.
Jeffrey Pelt: I can't ask any of these characters to go. One, they don't believe in it. Two, they'd never stake their reputation on a hunch. Whereas you... Jack Ryan: ...are expendable. Jeffrey Pelt: Something like that.
Admiral James Greer: [Concerning a briefing about the Red October and what she is capable of] You're going to be asked some very direct questions. Give them *direct* answers. Tell them what you think.
Professor Minerva McGonagall: [to Harry, Ron, & Hermione] Why is it, when something happens, it is always you three? Ron Weasley: Believe me, Professor. I've been asking myself the same question for six years.
Harry Potter: Is that what you told Tom Riddle, when he came asking questions? Horace Slughorn: [Disgusted] Dumbledore put you up to this, didn't he? Didn't he?
Katie Bell: I know you're going to ask me Harry, but I don't know who cursed me. I've been trying to remember, honestly. But I just can't.
Harry: [voiceover] I sent Harmony home believing A, we'd meet tomorrow to go over her case, and B, I'm not actually gay. Please do not ask me how I did B.
Dith Pran: [in his journal while imprisoned] The wind whispers of fear and hate. The war has killed love. And those that confess to the Angka are punished, and no one dare ask where they go. Here, only the silent survive.
[first lines] Title Card: 1925 / King George V reigns over a quarter of the world's people. He asks his second son, the Duke of York, to give the closing speech at the Empire Exhibition in Wembley, London.
Jelly Roll Morton: [before starting his last piece for the duel-to 1900] You can stick this up your ass. 1900: [before starting his last piece of the duel-to Jelly Roll Morton] You asked for it, asshole.
Dr. Lessing: Fat, fat, ugly, ugly, all yellow in truth, if you ask me where I am I answer "here, here, here". Walking I make poo poo, who am I?
Captain Dudley Smith: Bud White is a valuable officer. Ed Exley: White's a mindless thug. Captain Dudley Smith: No, Edmund, he's just a man who can answer yes to those questions I've asked you from time to time.
Alfred: You don't have to be a genius to figure out they going to come after you for this. Tristan: Yeah. Alfred? Alfred: Yeah? Tristan: I want to ask you to watch over my children. Watch over Samuel. Alfred: Brother, it will be an honor.
Jack Crabb: Might I ask who I are addressin'? Wild Bill Hickock: Name's Hickok. Wild Bill Hickok. Jack Crabb: Oh, uh, pleased to make your acquaintance, Mr. Hickok.
Slevin: I'm gonna say the same thing any man with two penises says when his tailor asks him if he dresses to the right or left. Lindsey: What's that? [cuts to Boss's penthouse] Slevin: Yes.
Sera: Don't you like me, Ben? Ben Sanderson: Sera... what you don't understand is - no, see, no. You can never, never ask me to stop drinking. Do you understand? Sera: I do. I really do.
Bennett Marco: You in the railroad business? Eugenie Rose Chaney: Not anymore. However if you will permit me to point out, when you ask that question, you really should say: Are you in the railroad line?
Benjamin K. Arthur: Nor would I ask of any fellow American, in defense of his freedom, that which I would not gladly give myself: my life before my liberty!
Sam Spade: Haven't you anything better to do than to keep popping in here early every morning and asking a lot of fool questions? Lt. Dundy: And gettin' a lot of lyin' answers! Sam Spade: Take it easy.
Rhah: Elias didn't ask you to fight his battles for him. And if there's a heaven, and, God, I hope there is, I know he's sitting up there drunk as a fucking monkey and smoking shit, 'cause he done left his pains down here.
Judge: How large do you think this tank was? Cutter: Eh... 400, 500 gallons, maybe. Judge: And how do you think he was able to move ta tank of this size? Cutter: He's the magician. Why don't you ask him?
