Lucius: It was fun the first time, but if we keep doing this, we're gonna get... Bob: [listening to radio] A fire! We're close! Yeah, baby! Lucius: ...caught. [the car peels out of the alley] Bob: Fire! Yeah!
Jareth: I've brought you a gift. Sarah: What is it? Jareth: It's a crystal. Nothing more. But if you turn it this way and look into it, it will show you your dreams. But this is not a gift for an ordinary girl who takes care of a screaming baby.
Scuttle: It's a dinglehopper. Humans use these little babies to straighten their hair out. See? Just a little twirl here and a yank there and voila. You've got an aesthetically pleasing configuration of hair that humans go nuts over.
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: If there's magic in boxing, it's the magic of fighting battles beyond endurance, beyond cracked ribs, ruptured kidneys and detached retinas. It's the magic of risking everything for a dream that nobody sees but you.
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: Frankie likes to say that boxing is an unnatural act, that everything in boxing is backwards: sometimes the best way to deliver a punch is to step back... But step back too far and you ain't fighting at all.
Father Horvak: Frankie, I've seen you at Mass almost every day for 23 years. The only person comes to church that much is the kind who can't forgive himself for something.
Maggie Fitzgerald: You don't have to hang around all day. Frankie Dunn: I like it here. I don't mind. In fact, if you weren't here, I'd come here anyway to read my books.
Frankie Dunn: [about Danger] He paid his dues? Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: Dues? The boy can't afford pants, you want him to pay dues? Frankie Dunn: Get out of my office!
Wailing Woman: Why did I do it? Why did I do it? Why did I do it? Halina: She's getting on my nerves. What did she do, for God's sake? Father: She smothered her baby.
Rosemary Woodhouse: What's in this drink? Minnie Castevet: Snips and snails and puppy dog's tails. Rosemary Woodhouse: Oh? And what if we wanted a girl? Minnie Castevet: Do you? Rosemary Woodhouse: Well, it would be nice if the first one was a boy.
Rosemary Woodhouse: What have you done to him? What have you done to his eyes, you maniacs! Roman Castevet: He has his father's eyes. Rosemary Woodhouse: What do you mean? Guy's eyes are normal!
Dwight: The Fire, baby. It'll burn us both. It'll kill us both. There's no place in this world for our kind of fire. My warrior woman. My Valkyrie. You'll always be mine. Always... and never.
Squints: Where did your old man get that ball? Smalls: I don't know. Some lady gave it to him. She even signed her name on it.Some lady named... Ruth. Baby Ruth. All: *Babe Ruth?*
[from trailer] Seth: [referring to Evan's mother] I am truly jealous you got to suck on those tits when you were a baby. Evan: Yeah, well, at least you got to suck on your dad's dick.
Sandra Bradshaw: [crying to husband Phil over the plane's Airfone] But, baby, I promise you, if I get out of this, I'm quitting tomorrow. I'll quit tomorrow. I promise, I'll quit tomorrow.
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