Selma: [talking about musical films] You know when the camera goes really big and it comes up out of the roof, and you just know that it's gonna end? I hate that.
Michael: I'll tell you, Nick. You're the only guy I go hunting with, you know. I like a guy with quick moves and speed. I ain't gonna hunt with no assholes.
Ellerby: I'm gonna go have a smoke right now. You want a smoke? You don't smoke, do ya, right? What are ya, one of those fitness freaks, huh? Go fuck yourself.
Colin Sullivan: [to Madolyn] If we're not gonna make it, it's gotta be you that gets out, cause I'm not capable. I'm fucking Irish, I'll deal with something being wrong for the rest of my life.
Ricky Walsh: Next, fourteen dumptrucks stolen from a yard in Staten Island. Fourteen! Jesus! Somebody starting a construction company? Joe Lambert: No, it was John's landlady, gonna clean his apartment.
[watching Elliot's house under quarantine after E.T.'s death] Steve: Something's happening. Greg: [sarcastically] Ooh, they're gonna die. Tyler: Shut up, Greg. Steve: Something is definitely happening.
Narrator: It's just, when you buy furniture, you tell yourself, that's it. That's the last sofa I'm gonna need. Whatever else happens, I've got that sofa problem handled.
Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle: The son of a bitch is here. I saw him. I'm gonna get him. [Popeye presses his search of the abandoned crematorium] Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle: Son of a bitch.
Forrest Gump: [narrating] If I'd a known that was the last time I was gonna talk to Bubba, I would of thought of something better to say. Forrest Gump: Hi Bubba. Bubba: Hey Forrest.
Peach: [yawns] Morning. It's morning, everyone! Today's the day! The sun is shining, the tank is clean, and we are gonna get out of... [beat] Peach: [gasps] The tank is clean. [yells] Peach: The tank is clean!
Jerry Lundegaard: I'm in a bit of trouble... Carl Showalter: What kind of trouble are you in, Jerry? Jerry Lundegaard: Well, that's, that's... I'm not gonna go into, inta... see, I just need money.
[Toretto gets out of his car, pointing a shotgun at Shaw] Dominic Toretto: You thought this was gonna be a street fight? [Points shotgun upwards and fires before putting it away] Dominic Toretto: You're goddamn right it is.
Henry Hill: [narrating] And then there was Jimmy Two Times, who got that nickname because he said everything twice, like: Jimmy Two Times: I'm gonna go get the papers, get the papers.
Phil: [Does a double take at Larry] Wow! Looking *foxy* tonight man! Hey, is your troop gonna be selling cookies again this year? Larry: [Sarcastically] Oh that's so funny Phil!
Peter Quill: If we're gonna work together you might wanna try trusting me a little bit. Gamora: How much do you trust me?
Dr. Peter Venkman: Janine, someone with your qualifications would have no trouble finding a top-flight job in either the food service or housekeeping industries. [phone rings] Dr. Peter Venkman: You gonna answer that?
Michael Corleone: I feel... I'm getting wiser now. Kay Corleone: The sicker you get, the wiser you get, huh? Michael Corleone: When I'm dead, I'm gonna be really smart.
Johnny Fontaine: It's your favorite song, Michael, where you going? Michael Corleone: I'm just gonna go into the kitchen and listen to some Tony Bennett records.
Sharts: I wonder when they gonna give us the blue suits. Trip: [laughs] Where you from, boy? Sharts: South Carolina. Trip: South Carolina? Well, then you ought to know better than that, boy.
Sgt. Mulcahy: [berating Private Trip] You half-wit black bastard! Did they truly cut your balls off at birth? I'm gonna work on you, you bastard, until I get you broken.
Edward R. Murrow: He's gonna hope a senator trumps a newsman. Fred Friendly: He'll lose. Edward R. Murrow: Not if we're playing bridge.
