Vesper Lynd: So? James Bond: You want to do what to me? Vesper Lynd: You've lost me completely. James Bond: You just said you can't wait to get me back to the room.
James Bond: You want to do what to me! Vesper Lynd: You've lost me. James Bond: You just said you can't wait to get me back up to the room. Let's go.
Natasha Romanoff: What about the nurse that lives across the hall from you? She seems kind of nice. Steve Rogers: Secure the engine room, then find me a date. Natasha Romanoff: I'm multitasking.
Frances Stevens: I called the police from your room and told them who you are and everything you've been doing tonight. John Robie: Everything? The boys must have really enjoyed *that* at headquarters!
[4-year-old Joel watches his mother leave the room] 4-Year-Old Joel: I really want her to pick me up. It's amazing how strong that desire is.
Nikolai Luzhin: [referring to Soyka] Okay. Now I'm going to do his teeth and cut off his fingers. You might want to leave room. [Nikolai motions for Azim to go away, and then puts out his cigarette on his tongue]
Maria: Is that you Bill? Bill! [She runs into a dark room and is grabbed by Angel Eyes] Maria: Who are you? What do you want with me? Angel Eyes: Go on talking about Bill Carson.
[Maid knocks on a door] Young Witch Maid: Housekeeping! [the door opens, something roars from inside the room, and the door slams shut] Young Witch Maid: I'll come back later.
[first lines] Mrs. Chasen: [after spotting Harold hanging from a noose in the living room] I suppose you think that's very funny, Harold... Oh, dinner at eight, Harold. And do try and be a little more vivacious.
Phil Wenneck: Whose fucking baby is that? Stu Price: Alan, are you sure you didn't see anyone else in the suite? Alan Garner: Yeah, I checked all the rooms... no one's there. Check its collar or something.
Poltical Officer Ivan Putin: [Discussing Captain Tupolev] He was your student. It is rumoured that he has a special place in his heart for you. Captain Ramius: There is little room in Tupolev's heart for anyone but Tupolev.
Ginny Weasley: [she and Harry are in the Room of Requirement. Ginny takes the book from Harry so she can hide it] Close your eyes so you won't be tempted
[last lines] Older Scout: [narrating] I was to think of these days many times. Of Jem, and Dill, and Boo Radley, and Tom Robinson, and Atticus. He would be in Jem's room all night, and he would be there when Jem waked up in the morning.
T.E. Lawrence: Michael George Hartley, this is a nasty, dark little room. Hartley: That's right. T.E. Lawrence: We are not happy in it. Hartley: It's better than a nasty, dark little trench. T.E. Lawrence: Then you're an ignoble fellow. Hartley: That...
David Gale: There once was a lesbian from Cancun/ who took a young man up to her room/ where they argued all night/ as to who had the right/ to do what and how much and to whom.
Sam: [reading the book's title] There and Back Again: A Hobbit's Tale by Bilbo Baggins, and The Lord of the Rings by Frodo Baggins. You finished it. Frodo: Not quite. There's room for a little more.
Bob: I was feeling tight in the shoulders and neck, so I called down and had a Shiatsu massage in my room... Charlotte: Mmh, that's nice! Bob: And the tightness has completely disappeared and been replaced by unbelievable pain. [Charlotte laughs]
Paul Sheldon: [Paul is trying to use his "key" to unlock the door of his room] Come on, you've written about this. Now, do it. Paul Sheldon: [the "key" unlocks the door and he opens it] What do you know? It actually works.
Roger Thornhill: [as the police carry Thornhill out of the Art Auction Room, Roger says to the thug who tried to kill Roger twice before in the picture] I'm sorry old man. Too bad. Keep trying.
[in the midst of a fight in a Conference room, Frank wipes off Mikhail Gorbachev's birthmark. Frank looks at us] Frank: I knew it! [Frank throws Gorbachev through a wall]
Ellen Griswold: [leaving the house] I turned off the water, the stove, the heat and the air, locked the door, notified the police, stopped the papers. I called to get the grass cut. Did I put the timers on the living-room lights?
