Rat: The boy is being held in an apple crate on top of a gun cabinet in the attic of Bean Annex. Mr. Fox: Would you have told me if I hadn't killed you first? Rat: Never.
Private Eightball: Now you might not believe it, but under fire Animal Mother is one of the... finest human beings in the world. All he needs is somebody to throw hand grenades at him the rest of his life.
Motel: [on being evicted] Rabbi, we've been waiting all our lives for the Messiah. Wouldn't now be a good time for Him to come? Rabbi: We'll have to wait for him someplace else. Meanwhile, let's start packing.
John Coffey: Boss? I gots to speak with you now, Boss. Paul Edgecomb: [prostrate on the floor after being hit in the groin] This is not a good time, John Coffey. Not a good time at all.
Benjamin: It's like I was playing some kind of game, but the rules don't make any sense to me. They're being made up by all the wrong people. I mean no one makes them up. They seem to make themselves up.
Alma: Sit down and - and get comfortable. I'll make you a martini and see what's to cook for dinner. Robert E. Lee "Prew' Prewitt: Hey, this is like being married, ain't it? Alma: It's better.
[Nick is being introduced to the NWA for the first time and expresses his religious convictions to Reverend Shooter] Reverend Philip Shooter: Oh, you're an agnostic, then? Dr. Robin Hatcher: [calling out] I think I've got a cream for that!
[after being told they are reassigning him to a nice village he originally planned for retirement] Nicholas Angel: I don't know what to say. Metropolitan Police Inspector: Yes. Sergeant: Yes, thank you.
Smaug: You are being used, Thief in the Shadows. You were only ever a means to an end. The coward Oakenshield has weighed the value of your life and found it worth nothing... Bilbo Baggins: No. No! You're lying!
Glyptodont: So, where's Eddie? Glyptodont: Oh, he said something about being on the verge of an evolutionary breakthrough. Glyptodont: Really? [Eddie is seen running off a cliff in the background] Eddie: Look, I'm flying! [thud] Glyptodont: Some brea...
Ariadne: [wakes up after being stabbed by Mal in a dream] Why... why wouldn't I wake up? Arthur: 'Cause there was still some time on the clock and you can't wake up from within a dream unless you die.
Cooper: Hey TARS, what's your honesty parameter? TARS: 90 percent. Cooper: 90 percent? TARS: Absolute honesty isn't always the most diplomatic nor the safest form of communication with emotional beings. Cooper: Okay, 90 percent it is.
Cooper: It is hard leaving everything... my kids, your father... Brand: We're gonna be spending a lot of time together. Cooper: We should learn to talk. Brand: And when not to? [laughs] Brand: Just being honest. Cooper: I don't think you need to be t...
[on being introduced to Terence, the head of the Downing Street staff] Prime Minister: I had an uncle called Terence once. Hated him. I think he was a pervert. But I very much like the look of you.
Léon: The rifle is the first weapon you learn how to use, because it lets you keep your distance from the client. The closer you get to being a pro, the closer you can get to the client. The knife, for example, is the last thing you learn.
Mrs. Higgins: Where's the girl now? Professor Henry Higgins: She's being pinned. Some of the clothes we bought her didn't quite fit. I told Pickering we should have taken her with us.
Yale: You are so self-righteous, you know. I mean we're just people. We're just human beings, you know? You think you're God. Isaac Davis: I... I gotta model myself after someone.
Reidenschneider: You say he was being blackmailed, by who? You don't know. For having an affair, with who? You don't know. Did anyone else know about it? Probably not, you don't know.
Clark: [after being in the desert for too long, Clark begins to go insane] Taxi! Taxi! Taxi! Dead. I'm dead. Taxi! Here boy! The heat. Darn. I'm dead. I'm finished. Hot! Hot!
Peter Gibbons: Look, I don't know about you guys, but I'm tired of being pushed around. Aren't you? Samir: Yes, Peter, but I'm not going to do anything illegal. Peter Gibbons: Illegal? Samir, this is America.
Chris Taylor: [narrating] Maybe I finally found it, way down here in the mud. Maybe from down here I can start up again. Be something I can be proud of without having to fake it, be a fake human being.
