Big George: By God, I'm hit. Lord have mercy. Burns like hellfire. You son of a bitch. I'm gonna have to kill somebody now.
Marla Singer: Your whacked out bald freaks hit me with a fucking broom! They almost broke my arm! They were burning their fingertips with lye, the stink was unbelievable!
Young Sophie: They say that the best blaze burns brightest, when circumstances are at their worst. Calcifer: Yeah, but no-one really believes that. Come on, let's be honest.
Walter Burns: [ducking from Hildy's throw and reaching for the ringing telephone] Oh, you're losing your arm! You used to be able to pitch better than that.
Walter Burns: [Points at Bruce's boots] Oh and I see you've got your rubbers too, always good to be prepared for anything.
Dodo: [lecturing about a crater] Now don't fall in. If you do, you will definitely... Dodo: [runs in] Intruders. Intruders... oops. [trips and falls into crater] Dodo: ...Burn and die.
Marcel: [in French; subtitled] What are we talking about? Shosanna Dreyfus: [in French] Filling the cinema with Nazis and burning it to the ground. Marcel: I'm not talking about that. You're talking about that.
[to Indiana, while watching a Nazi parade and book burning] Professor Henry Jones: My son, we're pilgrims in an unholy land.
Dr. Brand: Do not go gentle into that good night; Old age should burn and rave at close of day. Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Treebeard: [of Orcs] They come with fire, they come with axes... gnawing, biting, breaking, hacking, burning! Destroyers and usurpers, curse them!
Anderson: You know, if I were a Negro, I'd probably think the same way they do. Ward: If you were a Negro, nobody would give a damn what you thought.
Mayor Tilman: You know what, Anderson? You're starting to get so far up my nose, I'm beginning to feel your boots on my chin!
Lester Cowans: [after the three civil rights workers are killed] You only left me a nigger, but at least I shot me a nigger.
Deputy Clinton Pell: You have to be a member to drink here. Anderson: Member? A member of what? [long pause] Deputy Clinton Pell: Member of the social club.
[on killing African-Americans] Frank Bailey: I wouldn't give it no more thought than wringing a cat's neck! And there ain't a court in Mississippi that'd convict me for it.
Deputy Pell: It's a goddamn political meeting, hoover boy. Ward: Oh, it looks like a political meeting but it smells more like Klan to me, with or without the Halloween costumes.
Duke Forrest: [as Frank Burns is being taken away in a straight jacket by the MPs] Now, fair's fair Henry. If I nail Hotlips and hit Hawkeye can I go home too?
[the origin of her nickname] Hotlips O'Houlihan: [to Frank Burns, during sex, not knowing everyone is listening] Oh, Frank, my lips are hot! Kiss my hot lips!
Skip: [townspeople are burning library books] Mary Sue, it's better this way! Jennifer: This is the only book I've ever read in my whole life, and you're not going to put it on that fire!
Prince John: [chasing Sir Hiss into the burning castle] You cowardly cobra! Procrastinating python! Agravating asp! Ooh, you eel in snake's clothing!
Lieutenant Commander Data: [with his grafted flesh burned away] I imagine I look worse than I... feel.
