[Roger and Rico point their guns at each other, at point blank range] Roger: Hold it! [Rico breaks and begins to run away] Roger: Don't go out there! [Rico is shot and screams as he falls off the tenement rooftop]
Peter: Go on, get out of here. Francine Parker: Peter... Peter: I said get out of here. Francine Parker: Jesus Christ, Peter... Peter: I don't want to go. I really don't.
The Joker: Harvey, Harvey, Harvey Dent. [climbs up to the cab of a semi truck, the driver of which is dead or unconscious] The Joker: Oh, excuse me, I want to drive! [shoves him out and takes the wheel]
William Blake: Do you still have my eyeglasses? Nobody: No, I traded them. Do you have any tobacco? William Blake: No, I traded it. Nobody: For what? William Blake: I'm not telling. Nobody: Liar. William Blake: Thief.
Train Fireman: I'll tell you one thing for sure... I wouldn't trust no words written down on no piece of paper, especially from no Dickinson out in the town of Machine... you're just as likely to find your own grave.
Big George: You know I just, I can't drink whiskey like I usetacould. My old belly just ain't no count. I get the shits every time don't you know.
Neil: For the first time in my whole life, I know what I wanna do! And for the first time, I'm gonna do it! Whether my father wants me to or not! Carpe diem!
[after dropping McClane off in Harlem with a sign that says "I hate niggers"] Inspector Cobb: We'll be back to pick you up in fifteen minutes. John McClane: Take your time. I expect to be dead in four.
Shelly: [about Cheryl] Why does she keep making those horrible noises? Ash: I don't know! Shelly: Look at her eyes. Look at her eyes! For God's sake, what happened to her eyes?
[Cheryl has become possessed] Cheryl: Why have you disturbed our sleep; awakened us from our ancient slumber? [shouts] Cheryl: You will die! Like the others before you, one by one, we will take you. [falls to the floor]
Shelly: [the posessed Shelly's face is smoking and scarred] Thank you. I don't know what I would have done if I had remained on those hot coals, burning my pretty flesh.
Ed Reynolds: [referring to Tor Johnson] Why did you give HIM all the dialog? He is unintelligible! Edward D. Wood, Jr.: Look, Bela's dead and Vampira won't talk. I had to give somebody the dialog!
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: So he showed up not dead yet. Let that be a lesson to you, boys and girls. Don't ever argue with the big dog, because the big dog is always right. Marshal Biggs: Woo-woo-woo-woof.
Tevye: In the middle of the dream, in walks your grandmother Tzeitel, may she rest in peace. Golde: Grandmother Tzeitel? How did she look? Tevye: Well, for a woman who's dead 30 years, she looked very good.
Raoul Duke: A drug person can learn to cope with things like seeing their dead grandmother crawling up their leg with a knife in her teeth. But no one should be asked to handle this trip.
Mark: I do apply myself every day, mom. I work my ass off burying dead people, okay? I'm only 26. I'm not in any rush. What's your rush for?
Pauline Parker: [Narrative from the diary] My new years resolution is a far more selfish one than last year. It is to make my motto, eat, drink and be merry for tomorrow, you may be dead
Dumbledore: No spell can reawaken the dead, Harry. I trust you know that. Dark and difficult times lie ahead. Soon we must all face the choice between what is right and what is easy.
Hamlet: What man dost thou dig it for? First Gravedigger: For no man sir. Hamlet: For what woman then? First Gravedigger: For none neither. Hamlet: *Who* is to be buried here? First Gravedigger: One that was a woman sir, but rest her soul, she's dead...
Adult Simba: Well... Timon: Yeah? Adult Simba: Somebody once told me that the great kings of the past are up there, watching over us. Pumbaa: Really? Timon: You mean a bunch of royal dead guys are watching us?
Oskar: Are you a vampire? Eli: I live off blood... Yes. Oskar: Are you... dead? Eli: No. Can't you tell? Oskar: But... Are you old? Eli: I'm twelve. But I've been twelve for a long time.
