Emily Bates: Beth's mom said the boys' locker room was flooded and they found feces everywhere. Susie Bates: What are feces? Emily Bates: Baby mice. Susie Bates: Aww.
[Lewis and Ed take a wrong turn looking for the river] First Griner: Where you goin' city boy? Lewis: We'll find it. We'll find it. Second Griner: It ain't nothin' but the biggest fuckin' river in the state.
Sheriff Rawlins: Okay boys, gather around here and listen up. We're shuttin' it down, Wyatt Earp's here to mop up. Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: That's funny. "Wyatt Earp."
Bruce: Now there goes a father. Looking for his little boy. [starts crying] Bruce: I never knew my father! Anchor: Come on, group hug. Chum: We're all mates here, mate.
Boy in Police Station: You wear too much eye makeup. My sister wears too much. People think she's a whore.
Raoul Duke: You scurvy shiester bastard. I'm a doctor of journalism man! Get in there and clean your shorts! Clean your shorts goddammit like a big boy!
Tuddy Cicero: [as Paulie is being arrested] Why don't you boys go down to Wall Street and find some real crooks? Whoever sold you those suits had a wonderful sense of humor.
Pinky: Me and the boys talked it over. We think you're a really straight fellow. M. Gustave: Well, I've never been accused of that before, but I appreciate the sentiment.
Fred Friendly: There's no news, boys, so go out there and make some news. Rob a bank, mug an old lady, whatever - just do something.
Harriet Walsh: [Sirens wailing] Where are my boys? Harriet Walsh, Irving Walsh: Mikey? Brand? Mikey: Hi mom. Hi dad. I guess we're in big shit now right?
Bellatrix Lestrange: The boy... is he dead? Narcissa Malfoy: [Leaning into Harry] Is he alive? Draco, is he alive? Narcissa Malfoy: [after Harry nods] Dead.
Haymitch Abernathy: She's gonna lose it when she finds out about the boy. Plutarch Heavensbee: She'll still cooperate, though. Haymitch Abernathy: Without Peeta? There is no guarantee.
Voldemort: [looking at Cedric's body] Awww, tsk, tsk, tsk... [nudges Cedric's face with his foot] Voldemort: Such a handsome boy. Harry: Don't touch him!
Dalton Russell: [after seeing the boy's violent video game] Finish your slice. I'll take you back to your father. I have to talk to him about this game.
Rory Breaker: Your stupidity may be your one saving grace. Nick the Greek: Uuugh? Rory Breaker: Don't "uuugh" me, Greek boy!
Captain Dudley Smith: Don't start tryin' to do the right thing, boy-o. You haven't the practice.
[Exley has to perform the interrogation] Jack Vincennes: Are you sure Golden Boy is up to the task, Cap? Captain Dudley Smith: Oh, I think you'd be surprised what the lad is capable of.
Bilbo: [to Frodo] I am sorry I brought this upon you, my boy. I'm sorry that... you must carry this burden. I'm sorry for everything.
Spade: I hope you're not letting yourself be influenced by the guns these pocket-edition desperadoes are waving around, because I've practiced taking guns from these boys before; so we'll have no trouble there.
Andy Kaufman: Since you've all been such good boys and girls, I would like to take everybody in this entire audience out for milk and cookies. There are buses outside. Everybody follow me.
Duke: Southern summers are indifferent to the trials of young love. Armed with warnings and doubts, Noah and Allie gave a remarkably convincing portrayal of a boy and a girl traveling down a very long road with no regard for the consequences.
