Bellatrix Lestrange: [to Draco] Don't be shy sweetie, come over. Now if this isn't who we think it is, Draco, and we call him, he'll kill us all. We need to be absolutely sure.
Vernon Dursley: Come on Dudley, hurry up! Dudley Dursley: I still don't understand why we have to leave. Vernon Dursley: Because, it's not safe for us here anymore.
Professor Severus Snape: For myself and a few select members of staff, this news comes as little surprise. We have for some time now considered Mr. Potter's return to Hogwarts as not merely possible, not inevitable.
Stan Shunpike: What you doin' down there? Harry: I fell over. Stan Shunpike: What you fell over for? Harry: I didn't do it on purpose. Stan Shunpike: Well come on then! Let's not wait for the grass to grow!
Kevin McCallister: [behind the dining room door] Oh no, I'm really scared! Harry: It's too late for you, kid; we're already in the house. We're gonna get ya! Kevin McCallister: OK, come and get me!
Stu Price: I'll tell you another thing - 6 to 1 odds our car is beat to shit. Phil Wenneck: Come on Stu. Stu Price: No seriously how much you want to bet it's fucked up beyond all recognition?
[Paul, John and George come out of the studio, looking for Ringo] Paul: Let's split up and look for him! [Paul walks away, George and John follow him. Paul turns around] John: We've become a limited company.
Bard the Bowman: The Lord of Silver Fountains / The King of Carven Stone / The King Beneath the Mountain / shall come into his own. / And the bells shall ring in gladness / at the Mountain King's return. / But all shall fail in sadness, / and the Lak...
Thranduil: Such is the nature of evil. Out there in the vast ignorance of the world it festers and spreads. A shadow that grows in the dark. A sleepless malice as black as the oncoming wall of night. So it ever was. So will it always be. In time all ...
Hermione: Now if you two don't mind, I'm going to bed before either of you come up with another clever idea to get us killed - or worse, expelled. Ron: She needs to sort out her priorities!
Alan Marciano: Why'd I get mixed up with that bitch? Vincent Hanna: Cause she's got a great ass... and you got your head all the way up it! Ferocious, aren't I? When I think of asses, a woman's ass, something comes out of me.
Professor Henry Jones: I'm sorry about your head though. But I thought that you were one of them. Indiana Jones: Dad, they come in through the doors. Professor Henry Jones: Ha, good point.
George Bailey: You're not talking to someone else? You know me, remember me, George Bailey? Mr. Potter: George Bailey. George Bailey, whose ship has just come in. Provided he has enough brains to climb aboard.
[testing the Mark II armor] Tony Stark: Okay, let's see what this thing can do. What's SR-71's record? Jarvis: The altitude record for fixed wing flight is 85,000 feet, sir. Tony Stark: Records are made to be broken! Come on!
Ariadne: Cobb, I'm coming with you. Cobb: I promised Miles... Ariadne: The team needs someone who understands what you're struggling with. And it doesn't have to be me, but then you have to show Arthur what I just saw. Cobb: [to Saito] Get us another...
[after Cooper and Brand return to the Endurance 23 years later] Brand: Why didn't you sleep? Romilly: Oh, I had a couple of stretches. I stopped believing you were coming back. Something seemed wrong about dreaming my life away.
Oliver Sansweet: [Mr. Incredible intercepts him on his way down and his momentum carries them both through the window of the building] Ow! I think you broke something. Mr. Incredible: Well, with counseling, I think you'll come to forgive me.
The Bride: You want to come to the wedding? Bill: Only if I can sit on the bride's side. The Bride: You'll find it a bit lonely on my side. Bill: Your side always was a bit lonely. But I wouldn't sit anywhere else.
Lee: [subtitled version] He looks determined... without being ruthless. There's something heroic about him. He doesn't look like a killer. He comes across so calm... acts like he has a dream... eyes full of passion.
Dill Harris: Let's go down to the courthouse and see the room that they locked Boo up in. My aunt says it's bat-infested, and he nearly died from the mildew. Come on. I bet they got chains and instruments of torture down there.
[to Dill about Miss Dubose] Jem: Listen, no matter what she says to you, don't answer her back. There's a Confederate pistol in her lap under her shawl and she'll kill you quick as look at you. Come on.
