Charlie Burns: Quiet. Fast Eddie: Yeah, like a church. Church of the Good Hustle. Charlie Burns: Looks more like a morgue to me. Those tables are the slabs they lay the stiffs on. Fast Eddie: I'll be alive when I get out, Charlie.
Harry: Good of you to get us out of trouble like that. Ron: Mind you, we did save her life! Harry: Mind you, she might not have needed saving if you hadn't insulted her.
Professor Henry Jones: I'm sorry about your head though. But I thought that you were one of them. Indiana Jones: Dad, they come in through the doors. Professor Henry Jones: Ha, good point.
Bailey Child - Pete: Daddy, the Brown's next door have a new car. You should see it. George Bailey: Well, what's the matter with our car? Isn't it good enough for you? Bailey Child - Pete: Yes, Daddy.
Syndrome: [Slams Mr. Incredible against the ground] Am I good enough now? [Slams him again] Syndrome: Who's super now? I'm Syndrome, your nemesis and... [inadvertently throws Mr. Incredible out of sight] Syndrome: Oh, brilliant.
Oddball: Who is that guy, Crapgame? Crapgame: Him? Name's Kelly. Used to be a lieutenant, pretty good one, too, till they gave him orders to attack the wrong hill. Wiped out a half a company of G.I.'s. Somebody had to get the blame and he got picked.
Big Joe: I thought I told you to bring me some good-looking kid, not this fat, sausage-chewing wino! Kelly: Well, if you were looking for a young boy, you should have sent somebody else, Joe.
Volodja: I killed myself and went to heaven and yeah, it's really good in heaven. But I regret it, 'cause I wanted to live on earth a little longer. You remain dead for all eternity, but you're alive only for a brief moment.
Giosué Orefice: Daddy, I cannot find any of the other kids, and a lady came telling me to take a shower. Guido: That's a good idea. You go take a shower. Giosué Orefice: No! Guido: Go take a shower! Giosué Orefice: No!
One Stab: Tristan died in 1963. The moon of the popping trees. He was last seen up in the North Country, where the hunting was still good. His grave is unmarked, but it does not matter. He had always lived in the borderland anyway, somewhere between ...
George: What would you do if you had three or four months to live? Nurse #1: Um... I'd eat a lot of red meat? George: Good for you. Nurse #1: What would you do? George: Build a house.
Banzai: But we gotta finish the job. Shenzi: Well, he's as good as dead out there anyway. And *if* he comes back, we'll kill him. Banzai: [calling out to Simba] Yeah! You hear that? If you ever come back, we'll kill ya!
Nala: What's happened to you? You're not the Simba I remember. Adult Simba: You're right, I'm not. Now are you satisfied? Nala: No, just disappointed. Adult Simba: You know you're starting to sound like my father. Nala: Good. At least one of us does.
Landlord: Am I a charity? You haven't paid me in four months. Fantine: [shivering with cold] I paid you... Landlord: I have bills too and I can't spread my legs. Besides, it's not good business to rent to a whore.
Léon: Revenge is not a good thing, it's better to forget. Mathilda: Forget? After I've seen the outline of my brother's body on the floor, you expect me to forget? I wanna kill those sons of bitches, and blow their fucking heads off!
Katsumoto: You fought against your Red Indians? Algren: Yes. Katsumoto: Tell me of your part in this war. Algren: Why? Katsumoto: I wish to learn. Algren: Read a book. Katsumoto: I would rather have a good conversation.
Johnny Caspar: It's gettin' so a businessman can't expect no return from a fixed fight. Now, if you can't trust a fix, what can you trust? For a good return, you gotta go bettin' on chance - and then you're back with anarchy, right back in the jungle...
Mike: I'm telling you, Big Daddy. You're gonna be seeing this face on TV more often. Sulley: Yeah, like on "Monstropolis' Most Wanted"? Mike: Ha, ha, ha. You've been jealous of my good looks since the fourth grade, pal.
Gen. Hammond: Henry, I have a report here from your Major O'Houlihan. Now she makes some accusations here that I frankly find hard to believe. Colonel Blake: Well, don't believe them then, General. Good-bye. [hangs up]
Colonel Blake: I think it's important we go over the three basic principles: organization, discipline, and team work. Spearchucker: Excuse me, but do you mind if we limber up first? Colonel Blake: Oh, th-that's a good idea. You organize that.
Truck Driver: [shouts] Ya dumb broad! Driving instructor: All right, Stephanie, gently extend your arm. Extend your middle finger. Very good. Well done.
