[Rachel discovers Dent's coin is two-faced] Rachel Dawes: [smiling sardonically] You make your own luck...
Dignam: I can't wait to wipe that fucking smirk right off of your face. Frank Costello: Wouldn't you rather wipe my ass for me?
Constanze Manziarly: I hate those two-faced sods who say 'Sieg Heil', but behind their backs say, 'Kiss my a... aunt'.
Henrietta: I'll swallow your soul! I'll swallow your soul! I'll swallow your soul! Ash: [aims shotgun at Henrietta's face] Swallow this.
Ricky: [to Bob, while interviewing for applicants] You're too old, fat man. [to Angel Face] Ricky: And you, you are too fucking... *blonde*!
Narrator: I got in everyone's hostile little face. Yes, these are bruises from fighting. Yes, I'm comfortable with that. I am enlightened.
Lou: *punches Tyler in face* You here me now? Tyler Durden: Alright, alright, I got it. I got it - shit I lost it.
John Coffey: Please boss, don't put that thing over my face, don't put me in the dark. I's afraid of the dark.
Paul Edgecomb: [Dean is in tears as he kneels to strap John Coffey to the electric chair] Wipe your face before you get up, Dean.
Tim: [to Mark's mom, Carol] I had a lovely evening. [to Andrew] Tim: By the way, it says BALLS on your face.
[Alan falls from the window of the car because the door on the passenger side doesn't open] Mr. Chow: [laughs obnoxiously] Funny fat guy fall on face!
Mola Ram: [after Indy spits blood back in his face] You dare not do that.
Ip Man: [Facing the Northerner Ip Man adopts his combat stance with an unsettling mixture of mettle and serenity] Wing Chun, Ip Man.
Duncan: There is a war on. How is it you are headed west? Hawkeye: Well, we kinda face to the north and real sudden-like turn left.
Sera: You can fuck me in the ass. You can cum on my face. Just keep it out of my hair. I just washed it.
Yao: Ah, you ain't worth my time, chicken boy. Mushu: Chicken boy? Say that to my face, you limp noodle!
[Hands Hotel Day Clerk a one-dollar tip] Larry Lipton: What are you making a face for? He's the father of our country.
Johnny Boy: [Charlie hits him] You two-faced, dirty fucking bastard! Don't you ever hit me again!
Jane Livingstone: Neutrality does not exist in the face of murder. Doing nothing to stop it is, in fact, choosing. It is not being neutral.
Patton: When you put your hand into a bunch of goo that a moment before was your best friend's face, you'll know what to do.
David Mills: I seem to remember us knocking on your door. John Doe: Oh, that's right. And I seem to remember breaking your face.
