Brock Rumlow: Whoa, big guy. I just want you to know, Cap, this isn't personal! [tries to attack Rogers... KO] Steve Rogers: It kind of feels personal.
Wikus Van De Merwe: [Points out Alien graffiti] This is basically a guy, and there's 3 humans here, basically trying to make a warning, you know, saying "I kill 3 humans, watch out for me."
Michelle Burroughs: Watch them fly... away Pickford: Hey you guys know what that song is about? Its about the aliens. We're the aliens man, we're the savages. We're the savages man.
George: Eddie. The guys and I were talking, we'd like want to invite you to our card game on Friday night. Would you like that? Only thing is, you can't cut!
Sergeant Prendergast: What did this guy look like? Angie: I don't know, he looked like you except he was taller and he had hair. Det. Jones: [sarcastically] Good description, Angie.
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: I bet you're the kind of guy that would fuck a person in the ass and not even have the goddamn common courtesy to give him a reach-around. I'll be watching you.
[the guys just notice the "additional miles" on the car] Ferris: [to the audience] Here's where Cameron goes berserk. Cameron: Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh! [Cameron's screams can be heard all across Chicago]
Marge Gunderson: Say, Lou, didya hear the one about the guy who couldn't afford personalized plates, so he went and changed his name to J3L2404? Lou: Yah, that's a good one.
Anna: [knocking on the doors of Elsa's ice palace] It opened. That's a first. Oh, you should probably wait out here. Kristoff: What? Anna: Last time I introduced her to a guy, she froze everything.
Dr. Peter Venkman: We've been going about this all wrong. This Mr. Stay Puft's okay! He's a sailor, he's in New York; we get this guy laid, we won't have any trouble!
Melorra: Oh my god, you guys, I can't believe we made it! Enid: [Deadpan] Yeah. We graduated high school. How totally amazing.
Angelo Maggio: I just hate to see a good guy get it in the gut. Cpl. Buckley: You better get used to it, kid. You'll probably see a lot of it before you die.
Eddie Palermo: Listen to me, I'm gonna' tell you something. I know some sick people in my life, this guy is the craziest, wildest bastard I ever met in my life!
Mr. Chow: I want my purse back, assholes. Phil Wenneck: What, your purse? Alan Garner: That's not a purse. That's a satchel! Mr. Chow: It's a purse! Okay? And you steal from wrong guy!
Lowell Bergman: What does this guy have to say that threatens these people? Mike Wallace: Well, it isn't that cigarrettes are bad for you. Lowell Bergman: Hardly new news. Mike Wallace: No shit.
Sing: I realized then that good guys never win. I want to be bad. I want to be the killer! Sing's Sidekick: [looks up] Ice cream! [leaves] Sing: Where? [follows]
[the lone obstacle to the sought-after gold is a solitary tank guarding the bank] Crapgame: Then make a DEAL! Big Joe: What kind of deal? Crapgame: A DEAL, deal! Maybe the guy's a Republican. "Business is business," right?
Timon: Hyenas. I hate hyenas. So what's the plan for getting past those guys? Adult Simba: Live bait. Timon: Good idea. [realizes what he means] Timon: HEY!
Lucy: [about Batman's song] That's real music, Emmet. It's dark and brooding. Emmet: Hey, I can be dark and brooding too - Guys, look, a rainbow!
Eddie Morra: For a guy with a four digit IQ, I must have missed something. And I hadn't missed much. I'd come this close to having an impact on the world. And now the only thing I'd have an impact on was the sidewalk.
Sarah Merrit: Do you know the feeling when you're married to a really nice guy? Dr. Garrigan: You feel like a shit. Sarah Merrit: Yeah...
