Lewis: [Ed and Lewis are driving to find the river and come to a dead end] Well, we fucked up.
DeliveranceNobody: You were a poet and a painter, William Blake. But now, you're a killer of white men.
Dead ManTrading Post missionary: God damn your soul to the fires of Hell! William Blake: He already has.
Dead ManJohn Keating: No matter what anybody tells you, words and ideas can change the world.
Dead Poets SocietyCheryl: [Mocking Scotty] You're not gonna leave me here, are you? Are ya, Ash? [Begins to cackle]
The Evil Dead[Shelly has been hacked into several pieces] Ash: We can't bury Shelly - S-She's a friend of ours.
The Evil Dead[first lines] Scotty: Hey, Ash, where are we? Ash: Well we just crossed the Tennessee border...
The Evil DeadElliot: You must be dead, because I don't know how to feel. I can't feel anything anymore.
E.T. the Extra-Terrestrial