Narrator: [Narrator/Death] It's always been the same. The excitement and rush to war. I met so many young men over the years who have thought they were running at their enemy, when the truth was, they were running to me.
Gideon: Look, I'm beggin' you, alright? Don't kill me. Eric Draven: I'm not gonna kill you. Your job will be to tell the rest of them that death is coming for them, tonight. Tell them Eric Draven sends his regards.
Albrecht: That's Tin-tin. One of T-Bird's little helpers. I think you can rule out accidental death. Lead Cop: Don't any of your street-demons have real grown-up names?
M. Gustave: [Following Mme. Celine's death] All of Lutz will be dressed in black... except her own ghastly, deceitful children, whom she loathed and couldn't bear to kiss hello. They'll be dancing like gypsies.
Hermione Granger: [Disguised as Belltrix Lestrange, addressing a Death Eater] Good morning! Griphook: Good morning? You're Bellatrix Lestrange, not some dewey-eyed schoolgirl!
[Smaug is smothered with a deluge of molten gold] Smaug: [rises up] Revenge? REVENGE? I will show you revenge! [takes flight towards Lake Town] Smaug: I am fire! I am... death!
Santiago: Suppose death had a heart to love and to release you, to whom would he turn this passion? Would you chose a person from the crowd there? A person to suffer as you suffer?
Man on Porch: Why don't you kiss her instead of talking her to death? George Bailey: You want me to kiss her, huh? Man on Porch: Ah, youth is wasted on the wrong people.
Edgar McGraw: What'd I tell you, Pop? It's like a goddamn Nicaraguan death squad. Earl McGraw: You'd better shit-can that blasphemy, boy. You're in a house of worship.
Older Scout: [narrating] Neighbors bring food with death, and flowers with sickness, and little things in between. Boo was our neighbor. He gave us two soap dolls, a broken watch and chain, a knife, and our lives.
Gandalf: Go back to the abyss! Fall into nothingness that awaits you and your master! Witch King: Do you not know death when you see it, old man? This is my hour!
Jigo: Give the head back now? Come on, boy. Don't be silly. Now, when the sun's about to come up? Look! He's a brainless, life-sucking god of death. At sunrise he'll vanish like a bad dream.
Hardware store customer: [Looking at can] They tell you what its ingredients are, and how it's guaranteed to exterminate every insect in the world, but they do not tell you whether or not it's painless. And-and I say, insect or man, death should alwa...
Vinny: What the fuck do you mean, replicas? Sol: They look the shit, don't they? And nobody is gonna argue. And I've got some extra loud blanks, just in case. Vinny: In... Oh, in case we have to deafen them to death?
Curly Bill: Hey Johnny, what did that Mexican mean by a sick horse is going to get us? Johnny Ringo: He was quoting the Bible, Revelations. "Behold the pale horse". The man who "sat on him was Death... and Hell followed with him".
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton: People think it's all about misery and desperation and death and all that shit which is not to be ignored, but what they forget is the pleasure of it. Otherwise we wouldn't do it. After all, we're not fucking stupid. At least,...
[the Merchants of Death pass through a metal detector, which beeps as Bobby Jay, the firearms lobbyist, passes through] Bobby Jay Bliss: [to Nick and Polly] You guys go on ahead, this might take a while.
Evey Hammond: [watching a woman anchor on TV covering Lewis Prothero's "accidental death"] She's lying. V: How do you know? Evey Hammond: She blinks a lot when she's reading a story she knows is false.
Nightcrawler: The Lord is my shepherd. I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of the death, I will fear no evil, for thou art with me.
[to Longshanks] Princess Isabelle: You see? Death comes to us all. But before it comes to you, know this: your blood dies with you. A child who is not of your line grows in my belly. Your son will not sit long on the throne. I swear it.
He turned one of his death rays into an ice cream maker, except he said I shouldn’t eat too much of it at once.” I nodded slowly. “Right,” I said. “That’s…sweet, I think.
