Nemo Nobody adult: [to/about Elise] I often have this dream. In prehistoric times, I can hear you screaming. I chase the bear and you're not afraid anymore, but when I wake up, there's no bear... but you're still afraid. And I'm not a bear hunter. I'...
Jefferson Smith: I guess this is just another lost cause, Mr. Paine. All you people don't know about lost causes. Mr. Paine does. He said once they were the only causes worth fighting for. And he fought for them once, for the only reason any man ever...
Eulogy Performer: Here - at this final hour, in this quiet place - Harlem has come to bid farewell to one of its brightest hopes - extinguished now, and gone from us forever. For Harlem is where he worked and where he struggled and fought - his home ...
Phillip Vandamm: Mr. Kaplan, you are quite the performer. First you're the outraged Madison Avenue advertising executive who claims that he has been mistaken for someone else. Next, you play the fugitive from justice supposedly trying to clear himsel...
Jack Sparrow: Last time... I was here a grand total of three days, all right? Last time, the rum runners used this island as a cache, they came past and I was able to barter passage off. By the look of things, they've long been out of business. Proba...
Mr. Bennet: Lizzy, are you out of your senses? I thought you hated the man. Elizabeth Bennet: No, Papa. Mr. Bennet: He's rich, to be sure, and you will have more fine carriages than Jane. But will that make you happy? Elizabeth Bennet: Have you no ob...
Elizabeth Bennet: Are you too proud Mr. Darcy? And would you consider pride a fault or a virtue? Mr. Darcy: That I couldn't say. Elizabeth Bennet: Because we're doing our best to find a fault in you. Mr. Darcy: Maybe it's that I find it hard to forgi...
Mr. Bingley: Your friend, Miss Lucas, is a most amusing young woman. Elizabeth Bennet: Oh, yes, I adore her! Mrs. Bennet: It is a pity she's not more handsome. Elizabeth Bennet: Mama! Mrs. Bennet: Oh, but Lizzie would never admit that she's plain. Of...
Norman Bates: Well, a son is a poor substitute for a lover. Marion Crane: Why don't you go away? Norman Bates: What, to a private island like you? Marion Crane: No, not like me. Norman Bates: I couldn't do that. Who would look after her? The fire in ...
[First lines] Guy Woodhouse: Are you a doctor? Guy Woodhouse: Yes. Yes. Rosemary Woodhouse: He's an actor. Mr. Nicklas: Oh,an actor. We're very popular with actors. Have I, uh, seen you in anything? Guy Woodhouse: Well,let's see, I-I did "Hamlet" a w...
[Richie tells his father Royal he's in love with Margot, his adopted sister] Royal: Margot Tenenbaum? Richie: Yeah. Royal: Well, since when? Richie: Since always. Royal: Does she know? Richie: Uh-huh. Royal: Well, what does she feel about that? Richi...
The Salesman: The wind rises, electric. She's soft and warm and almost weightless. Her perfume is a sweet promise that brings tears to my eyes. I tell her that everything will be all right. That I'll save her from whatever she's scared of and take he...
Stanley Kowalski: Listen, baby, when we first met - you and me - you thought I was common. Well, how right you was. I was common as dirt. You showed me a snapshot of the place with them columns, and I pulled you down off them columns, and you loved i...
[last lines] Han Solo: I'm sure Luke wasn't on that thing when it blew. Princess Leia: He wasn't. I can feel it. Han Solo: You love him, [pause] Han Solo: don't you? Princess Leia: Yes. Han Solo: All right. I understand. Fine. When he comes back, I w...
Elinor Dashwood: Poor Willoughby. He will always regret you. Marianne: But does it follow that, had he chosen me, he would have been content? He would have had a wife he loved, but no money, and might soon have learned to rank the demands of his pock...
Mrs. Dashwood: You must miss him, Elinor. Elinor Dashwood: We are not engaged, Mamma. Mrs. Dashwood: But he loves you, dearest, of that I am certain. Elinor Dashwood: I am by no means assured of his regard, and even were he to feel such a preference,...
Dug: Oh, please, oh, please, oh, please be my prisoner! Russell: Dug, stop bothering Kevin! Dug: That man there says I should take the bird... [Kevin squacks at Dug] Dug: ... and I love that man there like he is my master. Carl Fredricksen: I am not ...
Lester Burnham: How's Jane? Angela Hayes: What do you mean? Lester Burnham: I mean, how's her life? Is she happy? Is she miserable? I'd really like to know, and she'd die before she'd ever tell me about it. Angela Hayes: She's... she's really happy. ...
Allison: I'm in the midst of doing my thesis. Alvy Singer: On what? Allison: Political commitment in twentieth century literature. Alvy Singer: You, you, you're like New York, Jewish, left-wing, liberal, intellectual, Central Park West, Brandeis Univ...
Raymond Dufayel aka Glass Man: So that's the one, there, the guy who raises his hand? Amélie: Yes. Raymond Dufayel aka Glass Man: Is she in love with him? Amélie: Yes. Raymond Dufayel aka Glass Man: The time has come for her to take some real risks...
Hiro: Wow, that's a whole lot of tungsten carbide. Honey Lemon: Five hundred *pounds* of it! C'mere c'mere c'mere, you're gonna *love* this! A dash of perchloric acid, a smidgen of cobalt, a hint of hydrogen peroxide, SUPER HEATED TO FIVE HUNDRED KEL...
