Horace Slughorn: Exactly how did you get out of the castle, Harry? Harry Potter: Through the front door sir.
Rubin 'Hurricane' Carter: He who bemoans the lack of opportunity, forgets that small doors many times open up into large rooms.
Vincent Hanna: When these guys walk out the door of whatever score they're gonna take next, they're gonna have the surprise of a lifetime.
Lynn Bracken: I was wondering when you'd knock on my door again, Officer White. Bud White: It's Bud. Lynn Bracken: Bud...
[Goblins breaking the doors] Gimli: Let them come. There is one Dwarf yet in Moria who still draws breath.
Mike: Sulley, what are we doing? Sulley: We have to get Boo's door and find a station. Mike: What a plan. Simple, yet insane.
Morpheus: I'm trying to free your mind, Neo. But I can only show you the door. You're the one that has to walk through it.
Danny: There's a ninety-five pound Chinese man with a hundred sixty million dollars behind this door. Linus: Let's get him out.
David Mills: I seem to remember us knocking on your door. John Doe: Oh, that's right. And I seem to remember breaking your face.
Vaughan: Have you knocked on the door yet? Karl: No, Sir, not yet. Vaughan: How long have you been standing here? Karl: Quite a spell, I reckon.
[Bond opens a garage door to reveal his Aston Martin DB5] M: Oh, and I suppose that's completely inconspicuous. James Bond: Get in.
[the guard knocks at Dunstan's door. Dunstan opens it] Guard: This was left at the wall for you. [the guard gives to Dunstan a basket which contains a baby] Guard: Says here his name is Tristan.
Jeffrey Goines: All the doors are locked too. They're protecting the people on the outside from us from the people on the outside who are as crazy as us.
Evey Hammond: I can't stay here. V: I know. Well, you won't find any more locked doors here.
So many people appreciate what you've done, the doors you've opened, but some people realise they're not going to be able to make as much money as they thought possible when you first started.
I was much distressed by next door people who had twin babies and played the violin; but one of the twins died, and the other has eaten the fiddle, so all is peace.
To be completely stripped bare of any image power or my hair. To step onstage and get the response that I got blew any problems I had about self-image out the door.
Don't say I hate institutionalised religion - rather than saying I hate those things, which I do not, what I'm saying is that perhaps there is a way of opening more doors, rather than closing so many.
There is an ever-widening gap between what science allows and what we should actually do. There are many doors science can open that should be kept closed, on prudential or ethical grounds.
I happen to love working in cinema, but the theater is always there... you know, and I would never shut the door on it. Even though it's been quite a bit of time since I've done a play, last one was in New York.
When I lived in New York, not only did I have safety locks on the door but I had the music going, keeping the city at a distance, trying to find creative time and peace and so forth.
