Robert E. Lee "Prew' Prewitt: A man don't go his own way, he's nothing. Sergeant Milton Warden: Maybe back in the days of the pioneers a man could go his own way, but today you got to play ball.
Nadi: [In Farsi] I dreamt of a bird trapped in our empty house, it was trying to find a way out. It fluttered around hitting the walls. I could feel the air from the wings on my face. I opened the window... and it flew away. Behrani: Drink this.
Louis: We searched village after village, country after country. And always we found nothing. I began to believe we were the only ones. There was a strange comfort in that thought. For what could the damned really have to say to the damned?
Willie: [about the Sankara Stone] You could have kept it. Indiana Jones: Nah, it would of just been another rock collecting dust. Willie: Yeah, but it would have given you your fortune and glory.
Harry: [after Perry removes a gun from his crotch after shooting their captor] Wow! I was glad you had a gun in there. For a second, I actually thought you could do that, like it was some big gay thing.
Anjali Sharma: I love you? Rahul Khanna: Yes, I love you! Anjali Sharma: You couldn't do that much? Rahul Khanna: No, unfortunatly I couldn't Anjali Sharma: Thats a shame. We could have won.
Johnny Clay: Alright sister, that's a mighty pretty head you got on your shoulders. You want to keep it there or start carrying it around in your hands? Sherry Peatty: Maybe we could compromise and put it on your shoulder. I think that'd be nice, don...
Natalie: [Just after Keith stops his truck from going over the edge of the cliff] What the hell was that? You crazy? You don't do shit like that! You could get yourself killed! Keith: Not to mention what would have happened to my truck.
Brigid O'Shaughnessy: I haven't lived a good life. I've been bad, worse than you could know. Sam Spade: You know, that's good, because if you actually were as innocent as you pretend to be, we'd never get anywhere.
Janeway: Listen, why don't we begin with what happened tonight, hmm? Perhaps you could... you know, give me some of the details. Babe: I was here, Doc... died, you came. Janeway: That's it? Babe: I'm a demon for details.
Yale: You know we have to stop seeing each other, don't you. Mary Wilke: Oh, yeah. Right. Right. I understand. I could tell by the sound of your voice on the phone. Very authoritative, y'know. Like the pope, or the computer in 2001.
Christopher "Chris" Wilton: [He stands on the window sill of his future flat and looks down] Have I told you I'm afraid of heights? Chloe Hewett Wilton: Really? Christopher "Chris" Wilton: Yeah. Chloe Hewett Wilton: That could be a problem [Chris sni...
Max Rockatansky: I am the one that runs both from the living and the dead. Hunted by scavengers, haunted by those I could not protect. So I exist in this wasteland, reduced to one instinct: survive.
Rod Lane: I probably could have saved her if I'd have moved sooner. But I thought it was just another nightmare, like the one I had the night before. There was... there was this guy; he had knives for fingers.
Clark: [Edited TV version] Excuse me. Could you please tell how to get back on the expressway? Pimp: Man, who do I look like, Christopher "Columbo" Clark: Thank you very much.
Kathy Thorn: Something in mind, Mr. Ambassador? Robert Thorn: Why don't we have a little look upstairs... Kathy Thorn: Well, there's no furniture up there either. Robert Thorn: Awww, you know, you could be too sexy for the White House!
Cheyenne: Harmonica, a town built around a railroad. [laughs] Cheyenne: You could make a fortune. Hundreds of thousands of dollars. Hey, more than that. Thousands of thousands. Harmonica: They call them "millions." Cheyenne: "Millions." Hmm.
Bonnie Sherow: How could you let him sell you out? What about truth? Reality? Tom Oakley: What about the way the old ending tested in Canoga Park? Everybody hated it. We reshot it, now everybody loves it. - That's reality.
[after finding Gerald Root, Angier's new double] Cutter: He's perfect. He needs some work, but when I get through with him, he could be your brother. Robert Angier: I don't need him to be my brother, I need him to be *me*!
Charlie: My Aunt Helen has said I should be a writer, but I don't know what I'd write about. Sam: You could write about us. Patrick: Yeah! Call it 'Slut and the Falcon'. Make us solve crimes.
Tony Montana: Okay, here's the story. I come from the gutter. I know that. I got no education... but that's okay. I know the street, and I'm making all the right connections. With the right woman, there's no stopping me. I could go right to the top.
