Elastigirl: I think your father is in trouble. Violet: If you haven't noticed, Mom, we're not doin' so hot either.
Mr. Incredible: [yelling to Helen as she holds up the RV] How ya doin', honey? Elastigirl: [screaming back] Do I have to answer?
McMurphy: What are you doin' here? You oughta be out in a convertible bird-doggin' chicks and bangin' beaver.
Lando: How you doin' Chewbacca? Still hanging around with this loser?
Policeman: So, what you doin here? Turkish: I'm taking the dog for a walk. What's the problem? Policeman: What's in the car? Turkish: Seats and a steering wheel.
Bullet Tooth Tony: I'm driving down the road with your head stuck in my window. What does it look like I'm doin'?
James T. Kirk: Scotty, how we doin'? Scotty: Dilithium chamber at maximum, Captain. Scotty: [noticing Keenser straddling a console] GET DOWN!
Doris Vinyard: You think you're the only one doin' time, Derek? You think you're here all alone? You think I'm not in here with you?
Young William: What are they doin'? Argyle Wallace: Saying goodbye in their own way. Playing outlawed tunes on outlawed pipes.
Mr. Eddy: I'm really glad to know you're doin okay. You're *sure* you're okay? Everything alright? Pete Dayton: Yeah? Mr. Eddy: I'm really glad to know you're doin good, Pete. Hey, I want you to talk to a friend of mine. Mystery Man: We've met before...
How ya doin'?' I always think, What kind of a question is that?, and I always reply, 'A bit early to tell.
So keep fightin' for freedom and justice, beloveds, but don't you forget to have fun doin' it. Lord, let your laughter ring forth. Be outrageous, ridicule the fraidy-cats, rejoice in all the oddities that freedom can produce.
I'm doin' something different. I mean, I talk a little bit about race and interracial dating, but it's not the heart of my act. I just try to do what I think is funny; there's no huge message or through line.
We're feminists. We're doing something that only guys are expected to do and doin' it right! At our concerts we'll do one hard-core rap song and then do one where we'll be real sexy.
FBI Agent Johnson: I'm Agent Johnson, this is Special Agent Johnson. Dwayne T. Robinson: Oh, how you doin'? FBI Agent Johnson: No relation.
Jack: This is how you dressed before you were in the joint, right? Sort of garbage man on parade. Zack: You, uh, plannin' on doin' a little squirrel huntin', Jack?
Jamal: Man, what am I DOIN' in here, man? This ol' ghetto ass class got people in here lookin' like a bad rerun of cops!
Frank Sachs: You can take my car, a convertible. Do you drive? Melvin Udall: Like the wind, BUT I'M NOT DOIN' IT! Carol Connelly: Gettin' loud.
Lyle Gorch: All your fancy plannin' and talkin' damn near got us shot to pieces over a few lousy bags of washers. Well, this was goin' to be me and Tector's last job before we quit and headed south. We spent all our time and money a-gettin' ready for...
Humans have been doin’ awful things to each other throughout history. Humanity’s not as great as you make it out to be. I do what needs to be done, and that’s that. We’re about to go to war, Earl. There ain’t no humanity in war.
Han Solo: Together again, huh? Luke: Wouldn't miss it. Han Solo: How we doin'? Luke: Same as always. Han Solo: That bad, huh?
