Sulley: [Boo is hopping up and down like she has to use a toilet] Say, that's a cute little dance you got there. It almost looks like you have to... Oh!
Sam: Sometimes I stick leaves on my hair. It helps cool your head down. Suzy: Hmm. That's a good idea. It might also help if you didn't wear a fur hat.
Leonard Shelby: You know, I can remember so much. The feel of the world... her. [sighs] Leonard Shelby: She's gone. And the present is trivia, which I scribble down as fucking notes.
Nemo Nobody adult: So... who has a joke? Anybody? I do! What's green, small and goes up and down? Daughter: A pea in a elevator. It's not funny. Old people humour...
Lieutenant: I think we can handle one little girl. I sent two units, they're bringing her down now. Agent Smith: No lieutenant, your men are already dead.
Stan: The laws are medieval down here. Do you know what the minimum age for execution is in Alabama? Bill: What, sixteen? Stan: Ten!
Young Allie: [Noah is about to lie down in the street intersection] You're gonna get hit. Young Noah: [Looks around for oncoming cars, there aren't any in sight] Uhh, by all the cars?
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.
Topher Grace: Fellas! Fellas! Check this... all... red! [Lays down his hand, which is revealed as two diamonds and three hearts, as everyone at the table congratulates him on his "flush"]
[Yen slides down into the hole in the cart] Rusty: Amazing. You okay? You want something to read, a magazine or something? [Yen's hand pops out of the hole, giving Rusty the finger] Rusty: Okay.
Danny: You remember the day I went out for cigarettes and didn't come back? You must have noticed. [goes to sit down] Tess: I don't smoke. Don't sit!
Jake Mosby: Buck up, Homer. You're a Coalwood boy! You get down there, get that shovel in your hands, coaldust on your neck, feel just as natural as a tick on a dog.
Senator: Fletcher, there's an old saying, to the victors belong the spoils. Fletcher: There's another old saying Senator. Don't piss down my back and tell me it's raining.
[Levy suggested that writers could be eliminated and any old news story could provide a movie story idea] Bonnie Sherow: "Further Bond Losses Push Dow Down 7.15." I see Connery as Bond.
Ada: At night! I think of my piano in its ocean grave, and sometimes of myself floating above it. Down there everything is so still and silent that it lulls me to sleep. It is a weird lullaby and so it is; it is mine.
Sergeant Mac Eliot: I know one thing, Major, I drew down and fired straight at it. Capped off two hundred rounds in the minigun, full pack. Nothing... Nothing on Earth could've lived. Not at that range.
Nathan Arizona Sr.: Dammit, are you boys gonna chase down your leads or are you gonna sit drinkin' coffee in the one house in the state where I know my boy ain't at?
Gale: Here you are sitting on your butt playing house with a... Don't get me wrong, H.I., a fine woman but one who seems like she needs one of those button-down types.
[Sugar Ray Robinson has just battered Jake La Motta half to death, but Jake has stayed on his feet] Jake La Motta: You didn't get me down, Ray.
[Bond is chasing Silva who escaped, trying to open a door] James Bond: It won't open. Q: Of course it will, put your back into it. James Bond: Why don't you come down here and put your back into it?
[after Cosmo's car breaks down] Don Lockwood: Don't tell me, it's a flat tire. Cosmo Brown: I can't undertand it. This car hasn't given me a lick of trouble in nearly 6 hours.
