Sister Helen Prejean: Look at you. Death is looking down your neck, and you're playing your little male come-on games.
Kate: [after Cal asks why she shot his father] Because he tried to hold me, he tried to tie me down! Nobody holds me!
[Ash is trapped in the cellar with Henrietta walking towards him] Ash: Open the door. There's something down here! Annie: Open it. Quickly! Jake: It's a trick!
Bill Foster: [Two LA gangbangers threaten to charge Foster a toll for crossing their turf, Foster responds] Listen fellows, I've had a really rare morning...
[Bill Foster exits his car in the middle of the highway] Guy on Freeway: Hey, where do you think you're going? Bill Foster: I'm going home!
Sergeant Prendergast: Lucky you caught me. Motorcycle Cop: I am? Sergeant Prendergast: Yeah. Today's my last day as a cop. Motorcycle Cop: Lucky me.
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Bullshit. It looks to me like the best part of you ran down the crack of your mama's ass and ended up as a brown stain on the mattress.
Galloway: Tell your friend not to get cute down there, the Marines at Gitmo are fanatical. Lt. Weinberg: Fanatical about what? Galloway: About being Marines.
Richard Blaney: [having missed betting on a horse that won at 20-to-1 odds] Twenty-to-one. Twenty-to-bloody-one! Christ, damn it to hell! [throws down a box of grapes and stomps on them]
The Collector: These carriers can use the stone to mow down entire civilisations like wheat in a field. Peter Quill: There's a little pee coming out of me right now.
Melvin Udall: [dumping Verdell down the garbage chute] This is New York, pal. If you can make it here, you can make it anywhere!
[last lines] James Bond: Oh, no you don't. [Bond grabs Pussy to pull her down as she is waving to a helicopter] James Bond: This is no time to be rescued. [Bond kisses Pussy passionately]
Mikey: You idiot! You glued it upside down! Chunk: It looks fine to me! Brandon Walsh: If God would have made it like that, you would be peeing on your faces!
[first lines] Prison Guard: Lunchtime! The longer you animals bark, the colder your lunch gets. Come on, move it out. You too, down there! Hey, turkey!
[first lines] Airplane pilot: [voiceover] Los Angeles Tower, this is Transworld 22 Heavy. We are going down! Repeat, engines two and... L.A. Tower, this is... Mayday! Mayday!
Diego: Who just saw some titties? [Mark, Largeman and Sam raise their hands tentatively] Diego: Ok. Now everybody calm the fuck down!
Letti: What's going on? Someone just told me you floated down into our balcony! Young Sophie: So that did happen, it wasn't a dream.
Martin: People gotta talk themselves into law and order before they do anything about it. Maybe because down deep they don't care. They just don't care.
Chief Gillespie: Mr. Tibbs! Well Mr. Woods take Mr. Tibbs! Take him down to the depot and I mean boy like now!
Albus Dumbledore: [looking down at Harry that is being tortured by Voldemort in his mind] Harry... It's not how you are alike. It's how you are not...
Wilbur 'Shooter' Flatch: Clete, you tell him. Sectionals of '33, one point down. Five, four, three, two, one, let 'er fly... in and out. Yeah, well, I was fouled...
