Andrew Largeman: So how do people know what's real? Sam: Well, I always feel bad afterwards and admit them when they're lies. Can you trust that?
Little Mary: Is this the ear you can't hear on? [whispering in his bad ear] Little Mary: George Bailey, I'll love you 'til the day I die.
Lowell Bergman: What does this guy have to say that threatens these people? Mike Wallace: Well, it isn't that cigarrettes are bad for you. Lowell Bergman: Hardly new news. Mike Wallace: No shit.
Sing: I realized then that good guys never win. I want to be bad. I want to be the killer! Sing's Sidekick: [looks up] Ice cream! [leaves] Sing: Where? [follows]
Sera: I think the tough times are finally behind me. There'll always be bad things, but... my life is good. It is as I want it to be. It's good. It's good being here with you.
[Christy's nurse won't light his cigarette because it's bad for his health] Christy Brown: I didn't ask for a fucking psychological lecture. I only asked for a fucking light.
Isaac Davis: So what does, what does your analyst say? I mean, did you speak to him? Mary Wilke: Well, Donnie's in a coma, he had a very bad acid experience.
[driving while drunk] Alicia: How am I doing? Devlin: Not bad. Alicia: Scared? Devlin: No. Alicia: No... no, you're not scared of anything, are you? [the car nearly swerves off-road] Devlin: [correcting himself] Not too much!
Morton: Not bad. Congratulations. Tell me, was it necessary that you kill all of them? I only told you to scare them. Frank: People scare better when they're dying.
Commoner: But is there anyone who's really good? Maybe goodness is just make-believe. Priest: What a frightening... Commoner: Man just wants to forget the bad stuff, and believe in the made-up good stuff. It's easier that way.
[about Yeager's bruised ribs] Jack Ridley: How bad did you ding 'em? Chuck Yeager: Well, you might say as I broke a couple of the sons-o'-bitches.
Chihiro's Father: Look, Chihiro! There's your new school! Chihiro's Mother: It doesn't look so bad. Chihiro: It's gonna stink. I liked my old school.
Mama Montana: [to Tony] Why do you have to hurt everything you touch? Why do you have to destroy everything that comes your way? ¡Malagradecido! ¡Mal hijo! [translation: Ungrateful! Bad son!]
Han Solo: Together again, huh? Luke: Wouldn't miss it. Han Solo: How we doin'? Luke: Same as always. Han Solo: That bad, huh?
Bob Blair: [to Frank] Who the fuck do you think you are, you son of a bitch? You think you have it bad just because those bastards won't play ball?
Kathy: You had bad dreams. Talked in your sleep. Joe Turner: What did I say? Kathy: Who's Janice? Well, was she a volunteer or a draftee like me?
Stephen Hawking: There should be no boundaries to human endeavor. We are all different. However bad life may seem, there is always something you can do, and succeed at. While there's life, there is hope.
Combo: What do you think makes a bad father? Milky: I don't know. How about you, what do you think? Combo: Niggers. [Starts beating and kicking Milky to within an inch of his life]
Clarence Worley: Well, he ain't so much a good guy as he is just a bad mother fucker. I mean, he gets paid by people to fuck guys up.
Major John Smith: You are going up to the castle tonight as, well, yes as a domestic. Mary Ellison: How? Naked? Major John Smith: Not a bad idea, but it's a bit obvious.
Bud Fox: This is really a nice club, Mr. Gekko. Gordon Gekko: Yeah, not bad for a City College boy. I bought my way in, now all these Ivy league schmucks are sucking my kneecaps.
