Hannibal Lecter: All good things to those who wait.
Bess McNeill: Everyone has something they're good at. I've always been stupid, but I'm good at this.
Kaffee: Is the colonel's underwear a matter of national security?
Melvin Udall: You like sad stories? Wanna hear mine?
Carol Connelly: A compliment is something nice about somebody else.
Sean: People call those imperfections, but no, that's the good stuff.
Blondie: Every gun makes its own tune.
Blondie: Put your drawers on, and take your gun off.
[first lines] Malcolm Tucker: Good morning, my little chicks and cocks.
Arthur Jensen: Good morning, Mr. Beale. They tell me you're a madman.
Boss Spearman: We'll drink to good health for them that have it comin'.
Anamaria: It was a good plan... up 'til now.
[first lines] Henry Styles: Morning, professor. Finbar McBride: Good morning.
Batiatus: Good luck, and may fortune smile upon... most of you.
Mattie Ross: Do you need a good lawyer? Lucky Ned Pepper: I need a good judge...
Mattie Ross: Do you need a good lawyer? Ned Pepper: I need a good judge!
Grandpa Joe: Good morning. Look at the sun.
Arnie Grape: Good night to you but not me.
Riffs leader: You Warriors are good. Real good. Swan: The best.
Moza: Good evening, a table for one? Cuenca: I see you're good at math.
Music is the soundtrack to every good and bad time we will ever have.
