Nina Romina: Home invasion in Granada. He got there before the cops. We have 10 minutes to airtime, how much of this can we show? Linda: You mean, legally? Nina Romina: No, morally; of course, legally.
Reuben: You guys are pros. The best. I'm sure you can make it out of the casino. Of course, lest we forget, once you're out the front door, you're still in the middle of the fucking desert!
The Unmarried Mother: You ever hear the expression "a ruined woman"? The Bartender: Of course. The Unmarried Mother: Well, I was as ruined as a woman could be. I was no longer a woman and I did not know how to be a man.
C. K. Dexter Haven: Of course, Mr. Connor, she's a girl who is generous to a fault. Tracy Lord: To a fault. C. K. Dexter Haven: Except to other people's faults.
Charlie: So, you're not scared of me? Sam: No. Charlie: So, can we be friends again? Sam: Of course! [She hugs him] Sam: C'mon. Lets go be psychos together!
Prince John: Robbed! I've been robbed! Hiss! You're never around when I need you! [clears his throat] Prince John: I've been robbed. Hiss: Of course you've been robbed!
Ethel: [about Royal's fake terminal illness charade] Were you part of this, Pagoda? Henry Sherman: Of course he was. Royal: No... well, yeah, he was, but, I mean, he wasn't *that* involved.
[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?
Marta: Can we really keep the puppet show, Uncle Max? Max: Of course. Why else do you think I had Professor Cohen send the bill to your father?
Vinny: Wow! That's a great load off me mind. Now, if you wouldn't mind telling me who the fuck you are, apart from someone who feeds people to pigs of course!
The Operative: Are you willing to die for your beliefs? Capt. Malcolm Reynolds: I am... [they draw. Mal fires first, and the Operative is forced to take cover] Capt. Malcolm Reynolds: 'Course, that ain't exactly plan A.
Marianne: Sir John, might I play your pianoforte? Sir John Middleton: Yes, yes, of course. My goodness. Yes, we do not stand upon ceremony here, my dear.
[as the Narada pursues Spock, he suddenly whips the ship around and heads directly for it] Nero: What's he doing? Spock's Ship's Computer: Ambassador Spock, you are on a collision course. Nero: [panicking] FIRE EVERYTHING!
Randolph Duke: That man is a product of a poor environment. There's nothing wrong with him, I can prove it. Mortimer Duke: Of course there's something wrong with him... he's a Negro!
Jack: [waving to people as the Titanic sets off] Goodbye! Fabrizio: You know somebody? Jack: Of course not! That's not the point! Goodbye, I'll miss you! Fabrizio: Goodbye! I'm gonna never forget you!
Withnail: Are you the farmer? Marwood: Shut up, I'll deal with this. Withnail: We've gone on holiday by mistake. We're in this cottage here. Are you the farmer? Marwood: Stop saying that Withnail, of course he's the fucking farmer!
Jess: Emily is terrific. Harry Burns: Yeah. But of course when I asked where she was when Kennedy was shot she said, "Ted Kennedy was shot?" Jess: No.
All the seven deadly sins are man's true nature. To be greedy. To be hateful. To have lust. Of course, you have to control them, but if you're made to feel guilty for being human, then you're going to be trapped in a never-ending sin-and-repent cycle...
I believe that the topic of chemical weapons is critically important for international peace and security, and I take note of the ongoing debate over what course of action should be taken by the international community. All those actions should be ta...
If peace activists really want to make changes, they have to start putting intense pressure on their elected officials. Of course, everything should be non-violent, because we are trying to create a peaceful world, and violence can't produce peace - ...
Lyric poetry is, of course, musical in origin. I do know that what happened to poetry in the twentieth century was that it began to be written for the page. When it's a question of typography, why not? Poets have done beautiful things with typography...
