Colonel Smithers: [Referring to the gold bar on the dining room table] Mr. Bond can make whatever use of it he deems necessary... provided he returns it, of course. It's worth five thousand pounds. [Bond reaches for the bar, but M stops him short] M:...
Kenny: Put your hands on your head, please. Andrew Largeman: What? Kenny: I said to put your motherfucking hands on your head. [slams car door] Kenny: Please. Eighty in a twenty-five. What are you going to tell me, you were late or you're just tired?...
Jackson: [trying to tell in which grave the gold is hidden] There's no number... there's a name... it's written... [chokes and gasps a couple of times, then] Jackson: Water! Tuco: You talk first, I'll give you water later! Sad Hill Cemetery, okay, in...
Hiccup: [narrating] Now dragons used to be a bit of a problem here, but that was five years ago. Now they've all moved in. And, really, why wouldn't they? We have custom stables, all-you-can-eat feeding stations, a full-service dragon wash, even top-...
Professor McGonagall: The house of Godric Gryffindor has commanded the respect of the wizarding world for nearly ten centuries. I will not have you, in one night, besmirching that name by behaving like a babbling, bumbling band of baboons! Fred: [whi...
Malfoy: Why so tense, Potter? My father and I have a bet, you see. See, I don't think you're going to last ten minutes in this tournament. He disagrees. He thinks you won't last five! Harry: I don't give a damn what your father thinks, Malfoy! He's v...
John: Hey, look at the talent. Let's give them a pull. Paul: Should I? George: Aye, but don't rush. None of your five-bar gate jumps and over sort of stuff. Paul: What's that supposed to mean? George: I don't know, I just thought it sounded distingui...
[Harry and Luna are the last two students to arrive at the school] Professor Filius Flitwick: There you are! We've been looking everywhere for you two. [looks at his register] Professor Filius Flitwick: Now, names? Harry Potter: Professor Flitwick, y...
Harry Potter: Hey Big D. Beat up another 10 year old? Dudley Dursley: This one deserved it. Harry Potter: Five against one. That's very brave. Dudley Dursley: Well you're one to talk, moaning in your sleep every night. At least I'm not afraid of my p...
Neil McCauley: I'm looking for a driver that can handle scanners and a radio right now today, you remember the drill? Donald Breedan: Yeah man sure Neil McCauley: You cool? Donald Breedan: You know I'm cool Neil McCauley: One answer right now, yes or...
Ernie Bishop: Just a minute! Quiet everybody! Quiet, quiet. Now get this, it's from London. Ma Bailey: Oh! Ernie Bishop: [Reading the telegram in his hand] Mr. Gower cabled you need cash, stop. My office instructed to advance you up to twenty-five th...
Sean Devine: So Jimmy, when was the last time you saw Dave? Jimmy Markum: The last time I saw Dave... Sean Devine: Yeah, Dave Boyle. Jimmy Markum: Dave Boyle... Sean Devine: Yeah Jimmy, Dave Boyle. Jimmy Markum: That was twenty-five years ago, going ...
Jonathan Mardukas: [impersonating an FBI agent] Would you describe exactly what the last man who passed a $20 bill to you looked like? Bar Cashier: Thirty, tall... Jonathan Mardukas: About 6 feet? Bar Cashier: [shakes head] Six-five. Jonathan Marduka...
Elizabeth Bennet: Kitty! Lydi! What have I told you about listening at the door! Lydia Bennet: Shh! Nevermind that! It's Mr. Bingley, right from the North! [Kitty is incoherent] Lydia Bennet: Five thousand a year! Elizabeth Bennet: Really? Lydia Benn...
Marion: Well, Jones, at least you haven't forgotten how to show a lady a good time. Indiana: Boy, you're something! Marion: Yeah? I'll tell you what; Until I get back my five thousand dollars, you're gonna get more than you bargained for. I'm your go...
Pablo Sandoval: Ma'am, did a saint die this morning? Irene Menéndez Hastings: Why? Pablo Sandoval: Because an angel in mourning just walked through the door. Irene Menéndez Hastings: It's just a trick we angels have to look five pounds lighter. Ben...
[at the booking office, trying to be hired] Joe: What kind of a band is this, anyway? Sig Poliakoff: You gotta be under twenty-five. Jerry: We could pass for that. Sig Poliakoff: You gotta be blonde. Jerry: We could dye our hair. Sig Poliakoff: And y...
Captain Miller: [Approaching the beach] Port side stick, starboard side stick, move fast and clear those murder holes. Sergeant Horvath: I wanna see plenty of beach between men. Five men is a juicy opportunity, one man's a waste of ammo. Captain Mill...
Mr. Garrison: What is five times two? [No response from the class] Mr. Garrison: Now come on children, don't be shy, just give it your best shot. [Clive raises his hand] Clive: Twelve. Mr. Garrison: OK, now lets try to get an answer from someone who'...
John Connor: You're not here to kill me. I figured out that for myself. So what's the deal? The Terminator: My mission is to protect you. John Connor: Yeah? Who sent you? The Terminator: You did. Thirty-five years from now, you reprogrammed me to be ...
LaBoeuf: You give out very little sugar with your pronouncements. While I sat there watchin' I gave some thought to stealin' a kiss... though you are very young, and sick... and unattractive to boot. But now I have a mind to give you five or six good...
