The Boss: [showing a picture] That was my son. Notice how I said was? Slevin: Yeah. The Boss: That's because he's dead. Murdered. Relegated to the past tense. Sent from an is to a was before he'd had his breakfast. Slevin: Bummer.
Fa Li: I should have prayed to the ancestors for luck. Grandmother Fa: How lucky can they be? They're dead. Besides, I've got all the luck we'll need. [to Cri-Kee] Grandmother Fa: This is your chance to prove yourself.
Ed Crane: I was turning into Ann Nirdlinger, Big Dave's wife. I had to turn my back on the old lady, on the veils, on the ghosts, on the dead. Before they all sucked me in.
The Gyro Captain: [Max loads his shotgun with a shell found on a dead body] How do we know that one's not a dud? Max: [Max aims at the Captain's face] Find out.
Llewelyn Moss: If I don't come back, tell mother I love her. Carla Jean Moss: Your mother's dead, Llewelyn. Llewelyn Moss: Well then I'll tell her myself.
Wendell: [referring to the dead bodies in the desert] How come you reckon the coyotes ain't been at them? Ed Tom Bell: I don't know. Supposedly, a coyote won't eat a Mexican.
Chris Taylor: [after taking down a group of NVA soldiers] I got two of them fuckers, man! Rhah: I got one! Chris Taylor: [cups hand to his mouth] Ho Chi Minh sucks dead dick! [whoops]
Detective Susan Avery: So you're saying if you drove a shitty car, you would park in the parking lot. Griffin Mill: No, I'm saying if I were driving a shitty car, I would be a dead man.
[the other pirates come upon Jack Sparrow in the cave] Pintel: You? You're supposed to be dead. Jack Sparrow: [Looks himself up and down] Am I not?
Nice Guy Eddie: I don't know who did what! I don't know who's got the loot. I don't know if anybody's got the loot. I don't know who's dead, who's alive, who's caught, who's not.
Shaun: Look, I don't care what the telly says, all right? We *have* to get out of here. If we don't they'll tear us to pieces, and that is really going to exacerbate things for all of us.
[Shaun hits the zombie pub owner with the butt of the rifle] Ed: Why didn't you just shoot him, man? Shaun: Ed, for the last time... [Shaun squeezes the trigger of the gun, and it actually fires!] Ed: [gleefully] I fucking knew it!
Ed: [Directing Shaun on where to shoot] There! Shaun: Where? Ed: Three o'clock! Dianne: Oh! Over there again. Quarter to twelve. Shaun: What? David: Eleven forty-five! Shaun: Keep it simple! Ed: Top left!
Jeremy Thompson - Newsreader: To recap, it is *vital* that you stay in your homes. Make no attempt to reach loved ones, and avoid all physical contact with the assailants. Ed: Do you believe everything you hear on TV?
[David discovers that the zombies have somehow made it into the bar. Shaun, Ed and Liz are still beating the barman] Shaun: Why is Queen still playing? David: Ah, we have a situation here. Shaun: I KNOW!
Shaun: You're the one that's gone from being a chartered accountant to Charlton Heston! David: I'm not a chartered accountant! Shaun: Well, you look like one! Ed: YEAH! David: I'm a lecturer. Shaun: You're a twat! Ed: YEAH!
Shaun: All right, I've got a car outside, but it's going to be a bit cramped, so has anyone got transport? Dianne: Yes, yes! Shaun: Great, where? Dianne: Oh? No, well I passed my test.
[the telegraph breaks off in mid-message] Capt. Sickel: Well? What's wrong? Telegraph operator: The line went dead, sir. Capt. Sickel: What have you got here? Telegraph operator: Only the first word, sir. Capt. Sickel: (reading) Geronimo.
[Rooster is caught under his horse; as Ned starts to shoot him, La Boeuf fires from the ridge and hits Ned's horse; Ned falls dead] Mattie Ross: Hooray for the man from Texas! Some bully shot!
[after LaBoeuf pulls Rooster and Mattie from the snake pit, he collapses off his horse; they go to him but it's too late] Rooster Cogburn: Texican... saved my neck twice. Once after he was dead.
Jack: I'm going to impale your mom on a spike and feed her dead body to my dog with syphilis. Brad: Ha, you got me! Jack: [to Nick and Joey Naylor] Inside joke.
