[last lines] Yuri Orlov: You know who's going to inherit the Earth? Arms dealers. Because everyone else is too busy killing each other. That's the secret to survival. Never go to war. Especially with yourself.
Mary Wilke: What are you thinking? Isaac Davis: I dunno, I was just thinking. There must be something wrong with me, because I've never had a relationship with a woman that's lasted longer than the one between Hitler and Eva Braun.
Helen: We saw a wonderfully funny American film last night. Inez: Who was in it? Helen: Oh, I don't know. I forget the name. Gil: Wonderful but forgettable. It sounds like a film I've seen. I probably wrote it.
[last lines] Jack Walsh: You wouldn't happen to have change of a thousand, would ya? Cab Driver: What are you, a comedian? Get out of here, ya bum! Jack Walsh: Well, looks like I'm walkin'.
Cousin Eddie: Yeah, I bet you could use a cool one, eh? Clark: Now you're talking! [Eddie hands Clark his opened beer he'd been drinking and opens the last fresh one for himself]
Dae-su Oh: If by any chance Mido should find out the truth, you son of a bitch, I'm going to rip you limb from limb. And your remains will never be found. Why? Because I'm going to swallow every last bit.
[last lines] Cheyenne: Hey, Harmonica - when they do you in, pray it's somebody who knows *where* to shoot... Go away... go away... go away, I don't want you to see me die.
[first lines] Theater Manager: Oh Cecilia, be careful! You all right? Cecilia: Yeah. Theater Manager: You're gonna like this one, it's better than last week's, more romantic.
[last lines] Christopher: Knock, knock. Christopher Gardner: Who's there? Christopher: Nobody. Christopher Gardner: Nobody who? [Christopher says nothing] Christopher Gardner: Christopher, nobody who? [Christopher says nothing] Christopher Gardner: [...
Dorota: I nagged Jurek for weeks and weeks, and at last he gave in and said, "Allright, come with me tomorrow." So I came and... they bombed the station! Wladyslaw Szpilman: Meeting you like that was absolutely wonderful. Dorota: Really? Wladyslaw Sz...
[last lines] Jack Sparrow: Now... bring me that horizon. [humming] Jack Sparrow: "And really bad eggs." Drink up me 'earties. Yo ho. [snaps compass shut]
Macaulay Connor: [after Tracy has declined his last-minute marriage proposal] But they're in there! They're waiting! Elizabeth (Liz) Imbrie: Don't get too conventional all at once, will you? There'll be a reaction.
Congressman Derounian: I'm happy that you've made the statement. But I cannot agree with most of my colleagues. See, I don't think an adult of your intelligence should be commended for simply, at long last, telling the truth.
Jack Barry: [prepping for the show] My light okay? My nose doesn't look big? Stage worker: You look great Jack. Jack Barry: Last week I looked like a sun dial.
[last lines] Off-Screen Police Officers: Freeze! Drop the fucking gun, buddy. Put the gun down! Don't do it! Drop the gun man! Don't do it! Drop the fucking gun. We're gonna fucking blow you away! [gunshots]
Price: Must you two always be last? Animal: Oh, yeah? You try jumping in those trenches first. Everybody jumps in on top of you. Shapiro: How do you think I got my hernia? [coughs]
[last lines] Joe Oramas: It's the librarian fantasy, man. Glasses off, hair down, books flying. Finbar McBride: She doesn't wear glasses. Olivia Harris: Well, buy her some, it's worth it.
Betty Schaefer: Perhaps the reason I hated "Bases Loaded" is that I knew your name. I'd always heard you had some talent. Joe Gillis: That was last year. This year I'm trying to earn a living.
[last lines] Travers Goff: [voiceover] Winds in the east / Mist coming in / Like something is brewing / About to begin / Can't put me finger / On what lies in store / But I feel what's to happen / All happened before.
[Shaun hits the zombie pub owner with the butt of the rifle] Ed: Why didn't you just shoot him, man? Shaun: Ed, for the last time... [Shaun squeezes the trigger of the gun, and it actually fires!] Ed: [gleefully] I fucking knew it!
[last lines] Ichabod Crane: [arriving in New York City with Katrina and Masbeth] Ah, just in time for a new century. You'll soon find your bearings, young Masbeth. The Bronx is up, the Battery is down, and home is this way.
