Sam: It's possible I may wet the bed by the way. Later, I mean. Suzy: Okay. Sam: I wish I didn't have to mention it but just in case. I don't want to make you be offended. Suzy: Of course, I won't.
Mulan: Just because I look like a man doesn't mean I have to smell like one. Mushu: So a couple of guys don't rinse out their socks. Picky, picky, picky. Well, myself, I kinda like that corn chip smell.
Johnny: Hey, come on, Barb. Church was this morning. [pause as lightning is seen] Johnny: I mean, prayin's for church. Barbara: I haven't seen you in church lately. Johnny: Well, there's not much sense in my going to church.
Sheba Hart: We never invited you to the fucking Dordogne! Barbara Covett: I'm sorry, but you specifically said if I happened to be in France I should drop in. Sheba Hart: We didn't mean it! Barbara Covett: Well, fine. I won't come then.
Inigo Montoya: Where is the Man in Black? [the Albino doesn't answer] Inigo Montoya: Fezzik, jog his memory. Fezzik: [Fezzik strikes the Albino so hard it knocks him out] Sorry, Inigo. I didn't mean to jog him so hard.
Inigo Montoya: Hello there. Slow going? Man in Black: Look, I don't mean to be rude but this is not as easy as it looks, so I'd appreciate it if you wouldn't distract me. Inigo Montoya: [apologetic] Sorry. Man in Black: Thank you.
[Leo Bloom walks in on Bialystock romancing Holdmethouchme] Leo Bloom: Oh my God! Max Bialystock: You mean "oops," don't you? Just say "oops" and get out! Leo Bloom: ''stammering'' Ah-a-a-a-a-a-a-a Max Bialystock: Not "Ah-a-a-a-a-a-a-a" Oops! Leo Blo...
[performing in the play] Doc Goebbels: Danke schön, mein Führer. Lorenzo St. DuBois: Hey, you're a German. Doc Goebbels: We're all Germans. Lorenzo St. DuBois: That's right. [gasps] Lorenzo St. DuBois: That means we CANNOT attack Germany.
Feathers: I thought you were never going to say it. John T. Chance: Say what? Feathers: That you love me. John T. Chance: I said I'd arrest you. Feathers: It means the same thing, you know that.
Police Chief: You know if the boy ever talked to a psychiatrist? Plato: You mean a head-shrinker? Crawford Family Maid: Oh, Mrs. Crawford don't believe in them, sir. Police Chief: Well, maybe she better start.
Charlie: Listen, Ray, our dad died, that means he's not with us anymore. Did they tell you about that? Raymond: I don't know. Charlie: You don't know if they told you or you don't know what death is? Raymond: I don't know.
Gus Grissom: [listening to the NASA recruiter] Say, Hot Dog; what the hell does "astronaut" mean, anyway? Gordon Cooper: [thinks for a moment] "Star Voyager" Gus Grissom: "Star Voyager" Gus Grissom. I kinda like the sound of that.
Linguini: [attempting to make an inspirational speech to the other cooks] Tonight is a big night. Appetite is coming, and he's gonna have a big ego. I mean, Ego! He's coming. The, the critic? And he's gonna order... something. Something from our menu...
Alan Bosley: [act naturally playing in the background] Huh? Yes! This one... I don't even have to ask but, I will. What do you think of this one? Blue Stanton: [rubbing head] Does the term, cruel and unusal punishment mean *anything* to you?
Richie: And I heard about Eli. Margot: I know. Poor Eli. Anyway, we mostly just talked about you. Richie: You did? Margot: Yeah. I guess that was the attraction, if you know what I mean.
Gossie McKee: Man, we're gonna be late. Ray Charles: I gotta get my own place, Gossie. Gossie McKee: Why? I mean you got free rent right now. Ray Charles: Like hell it's free rent...
Shapiro: I'm tellin' ya, Animal, these Nazis ain't kosher. Animal: Ya can say that again! Shapiro: I'm tellin' ya, Animal, these Nazis ain't kosher! Animal: I said ya can say it again, that doesn't mean ya hafta repeat it!
[on choosing a career] Lloyd Dobler: How many of them really know what they want, though? I mean, a lot of them think they have to know, right? But inside they don't really know, so... I don't know ,but I know that I don't know.
Linda: Frank's always after a father figure and Lord knows Doyle ain't one with his mean ass. Vaughan Cunningham: What about me? Linda: Frank doesn't really see you as a guy-guy. Vaughan Cunningham: Oh, and Karl's a guy-guy?
Shane: So you're Jack Wilson. Jack Wilson: What's that mean to you, Shane? Shane: I've heard about you. Jack Wilson: What have you heard, Shane? Shane: I've heard that you're a low-down Yankee liar. Jack Wilson: Prove it.
Vinnie: Last thing I heard, it's still illegal to sell Cuban cigars in this country. Auggie Wren: It's the law that's buying. That's the beautiful thing about it. I mean, when's the last time you heard of a judge sending himself to jail?
