[after the *FOUR* soggy bottom boys finish recording "I Am a Man of Constant Sorrow"] Ulysses Everett McGill: Woo! Hot Damn, son I believe you did sell your soul to the devil. Lund: Woooooooo-wee. Boy, that was a miiiighty fine a-pickin' and a-singin...
Miracle Max: He probably owes you money huh? I'll ask him. Inigo Montoya: He's dead. He can't talk. Miracle Max: Whoo-hoo-hoo, look who knows so much. It just so happens that your friend here is only MOSTLY dead. There's a big difference between most...
General Broulard: It would be a pity to lose your promotion before you get it. A promotion you have so very carefully planned for. Colonel Dax: Sir, would you like me to suggest what you can do with that promotion? General Broulard: [angry] Colonel D...
General Broulard: Colonel Dax, you're a disappointment to me. You've spoiled the keenness of your mind by wallowing in sentimentality. You really did want to save those men, and you were not angling for Mireau's command. You are an idealist... and I ...
Mullroy: What's your purpose in Port Royal, Mr. Smith? Murtogg: Yeah, and no lies. Jack Sparrow: Well, then, I confess, it is my intention to commandeer one of these ships, pick up a crew in Tortuga, raid, pillage, plunder and otherwise pilfer my wea...
Elizabeth Bennet: If I was uncivil, then that is some excuse. But I have other reasons, you know I have. Mr. Darcy: What reasons? Elizabeth Bennet: Do you think anything might tempt me to accept the hand of the man who has ruined, perhaps for ever, t...
Mr. Collins: Mrs. Bennet I was hoping, if it would not trouble you, that I might solicit a private audience with Miss Elizabeth in the course of the morning. Mrs. Bennet: Oh, yes. Certainly. Lizzy will be very happy indeed. Everyone, out. Mr. Collins...
Charlie Burns: My brother's taken a bullet, Stanley, and is in need of medical attention. Captain Stanley: Well, allow me to address the subject of your brother, Mr. Burns. Christmas, as you're probably aware, is fast approaching, and Christmas this ...
Patton: [Bradley frowns as Patton pins on his new stars] What's the matter, Brad? I've been nominated by the president. General Omar N. Bradley: I know... but it doesn't become official until it's been approved by the Senate. Patton: Well, they have ...
Colonel Yu: [about warlord] He said no. Walter Fane: He doesn't speak any English, does he? Colonel Yu: [shrug] Walter Fane: Tell him that's the most ridiculous suit that I've ever seen. Colonel Yu: This Doctor respects you greatly, and you are right...
Mrs. John F. Kennedy: I'm sorry to hear you aren't feeling well. Rosemary Woodhouse: It's just a mouse bite. Mrs. John F. Kennedy: Perhaps you'd better have your legs tied down in case of convulsions. Rosemary Woodhouse: Yes, I suppose so. If it was ...
Roosevelt: The entire outer skin will be like this. Tyler: It's titanium, laminated with kevlar. Roosevelt: Go ahead. Shake his hand. [the robotic arm extends to shake Morton's hand] Bob Morton: Come here often? How you doin'? Bob Morton: [cringes as...
Major Tom Baxter: We're asking them. We're asking them for a new deadline. General Hummel: Put the phone down. Major Tom Baxter: The men are falling apart! General Hummel: The men are Marines! Major Tom Baxter: Are they? [Hummel is silent] Major Tom ...
Harry Goldfarb: I always thought you were the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. Marion: Really? Harry Goldfarb: Ever since I first saw you. Marion: That's nice Harry. That makes me feel really good. you know other people have told me that before ...
Mr. Pink: He seems okay now, but he was crazy in the store. Mr. White: This is what he was doing. [mimics randomly shooting innocent bystanders] Mr. White: Bam. Bam. Bam. Bam. Mr. Blonde: Yeah, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam. I told 'em not to touch the ala...
Friar Tuck: [the Sheriff has taken the only coin from the Poor Box, and Friar Tuck is furious] You thieving scandal! Sheriff of Nottingham: Now, take it easy, Friar, I'm just doing my duty. Friar Tuck: Collecting taxes for that arrogant, greedy, ruth...
Prince John: Stop! Executioner, stop! Hold your axe! Little John: [threatening him with a dagger] Okay, big shot, now tell him to untie my buddy, or I'll. Prince John: Sheriff, release my buddy! I mean, release the prisoner! Sheriff of Nottingham: Un...
James Hunt: I have a theory why women like racing drivers... It's not because they respect what we do, driving round and round in circles. Mostly they think that's pathetic and they're probably right. It's our closeness to death. You see the closer y...
Henry Luce: Now, I want them all to meet my people who will write their true stories, Naturally these stories will appear in Life magazine under their own bylines: For example, "by Betty Grissom", or "by Virgil I. Grisson", or... Gus Grissom: Gus! He...
Royal: I got a pretty bad case of cancer. Chas: [yawns] How long you gonna last? Royal: Not long. Chas: A month? A year? Royal: About six weeks. Let me get to the point, the three of you and your mother are all I've got and I love you more than anyth...
Richie: I think he's very lonely. Lonelier than he lets on. Maybe lonelier than he even realizes. Ethel: Have you spoken to him about this? Richie: Briefly. And he agreed that... Chas: I'm sorry, maybe I'm a little confused here. What are you suggest...
