Nobody: You are being followed, William Blake. William Blake: Are you sure? How do you know? Nobody: Often the evil stench of white man precedes him.
William Blake: I came here to talk about my job. John Dickinson: The only job you're goin' to get is pushing up daisies from a pine box.
John Keating: I was the intellectual equivalent of a 98-pound weakling! I would go to the beach and people would kick copies of Byron in my face!
Neil: [talking angrily to Todd] You're in the club! Being in the club means being stirred up by things! You look about as stirred up as a cesspool!
Richard: You know why people give kids drugs? So they can control their minds. 'Cause they're fucking weak-minded themselves.
Richard: [to Mark] You, you were supposed to be a monster - now I'm the fucking beast. There's blood on my hands, from what you made me do.
Richard: Was he screaming my name? When they were torturing him... was he screaming my name? Mark: Yes Richard: He's still screaming my name
Sister Helen Prejean: Show me some respect, Matthew. Matthew Poncelet: Why? 'Cause you're a nun? Sister Helen Prejean: Because I'm a person.
Matthew Poncelet: I just wanna say I think killin' is wrong, no matter who does it, whether it's me or y'all or your government.
Sister Helen Prejean: Look at you. Death is looking down your neck, and you're playing your little male come-on games.
[to Ash, after picking up a ceremonial dagger adorned with skulls] Scotty: This kinda looks like your old girlfriend! Ha ha ha.
[Nurses attempt to wake a sickly man] Jim: Can I have his shoes when he's dead? Dr. Rawlins: God you're a pragmatist, Jim.
Joe: When a man with .45 meets a man with a rifle, you said, the man with a pistol's a dead man. Let's see if that's true. Go ahead, load up and shoot.
[after Kimble jumps off of the dam] Marshal Biggs: Sam, are you out of your mind? He's dead. Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: That ought to make him easier to catch.
Officer Collins: Close 13. [door closes] Snowman: Come on. I'm supposed to be in PC the rest of my term. Jackson said. Officer Collins: Jackson's dead... you can get up.
Cuccillo: [Looking at dead body] Who did it? El Indio: Why don't you look at the knife. Cuccillo: ...it's mine. El Indio: And it shouldn't be there, should it?
Hans: [Hans brings the dead maria to town] Maria she's drowned. The Burgomaster: My poor man why do you bring her here. Hans: She was MURDERED!
Proximo: Ultimately, we're all dead men. Sadly, we cannot choose how but, what we can decide is how we meet that end, in order that we are remembered, as men.
Chunk: Look at this. They've got Misissippi Mud and they've got Chocolate Eruption and they've got what? [Everyone screams] Chunk: It's a stiff. [Everyone screams and drops the dead body]
Kingsley Shacklebolt: [through his Patronus] The Ministry has fallen. The Minister of Magic is dead. They are coming.
Justine Hanna: I may be stoned on grass and Prozac, but... you've been walking through our life dead. And now I have to demean myself with Ralph just to get closure with you.
