Zeus: So what's up with this L.A. thing? You famous or something? John McClane: Yeah, for about five minutes. Zeus: Don't tell me. Rodney King, right? John McClane: Fuck you.
Rocket Raccoon: He called me "vermin"! [points to Drax] Rocket Raccoon: She called me "rodent"! [points to Gamora] Rocket Raccoon: Let's see if you can laugh after five or six good shots in your freakin' face!
Kay: It made me think of what you once told me: "In five years the Corleone family will be completely legitimate." That was seven years ago. Michael Corleone: I know. I'm trying, darling.
Blondie: [counting Angel Eyes' men] One, two, three, four, five, and six. Six, the perfect number. Angel Eyes: I thought three was the perfect number. Blondie: I've got six more bullets in my gun.
Alcoholic Customer: Do you serve beer or any alcohol? Enid: I wish. Actually you wish, after about five minutes of this movie, you're gonna wish you had ten beers.
Bill: Mulberry Street... and Worth... Cross and Orange... and Little Water. Each of the Five Points is a finger. When I close my hand it becomes a fist. And, if I wish, I can turn it against you.
Barry: Rob, top five musical crimes perpetuated by Stevie Wonder in the '80s and '90s. Go. Sub-question: is it in fact unfair to criticize a formerly great artist for his latter day sins, is it better to burn out or fade away?
Mike Tyson: By the way man, where you get that cop car from? Stu Price: We uh, stole it from these dumbass cops. Mike Tyson: *Nice*! [laughing] Mike Tyson: *Nice*! High five there!... That's nice!
Professor McGonagall: [to Harry and Ron after beating the Mountain Troll] Five points... will be awarded to each of you. [Ron and Harry smile at each other] Professor McGonagall: For sheer dumb luck.
[Mike and Sulley at a crosswalk next to a giant monster] Sulley: Hey, Ted! Good morning! [Ted clucks; light changes and they cross] Sulley: See that, Mikey? Ted's walking to work. Mike: Big deal. Guy takes five steps and he's there.
Children: One, two, Freddy's coming for you. / Three, four, better lock your door. / Five, six, grab your crucifix. / Seven, eight, gonna stay up late. / Nine, ten, never sleep again.
[first lines] Carol Anne: Hello? What do you look like? Talk louder, I can't hear you! Hey, hello! Hello, I can't hear you! Five. Yes. Yes. I don't know. I don't know.
Ed: [Directing Shaun on where to shoot] There! Shaun: Where? Ed: Three o'clock! Dianne: Oh! Over there again. Quarter to twelve. Shaun: What? David: Eleven forty-five! Shaun: Keep it simple! Ed: Top left!
Governor: Lord Henry Blackwood, you are sentenced to death for the practice of black magic, the unholy murders of five innocent young women, and the attempted murder of a sixth. Have you any final words? Lord Blackwood: Death... is only the beginning...
Derek Smalls: That's not to say I haven't had my visionary moments. I've taken acid seventy... five, seventy-six times. Marty DiBergi: 76? Derek Smalls: Yeah, so I've had my moments in the sky.
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