Jill: If you want to, you can lay me over the table and amuse yourself. And even call in your men. Well. No woman ever died from that. When you're finished, all I'll need will be a tub of boiling water, and I'll be exactly what I was before - with ju...
[Frank just knocked Morton off of his crutches] Morton: Is that sufficient to make you feel stronger? Frank: I could squash you like a wormy apple! Morton: Sure. But you won't do it... because it's... not to your advantage... Frank: Hmm. Who knows ho...
[Josey and Lone Watie are relaxing after Moonlight has cooked for them] Lone Watie: That meal was damn good. I'm gonna take up teepee livin' if it's like this. You know she thinks I'm some kind of a Cherokee chief. Josey Wales: I wonder where she eve...
Vizzini: Finish him. Finish him, your way. Fezzik: Oh good, my way. Thank you Vizzini... what's my way? Vizzini: Pick up one of those rocks, get behind a boulder, in a few minutes the man in black will come running around the bend, the minute his hea...
Tom Baxter: Cecilia, it's clear how miserable you are with your husband. And if he hits you again, you tell me. I'd be forced to knock his teeth out. Cecilia: I don't think that'd be such a good idea. He's big. Tom Baxter: I'm sorry. It's written int...
Mia: Don't you hate that? Vincent: What? Mia: Uncomfortable silences. Why do we feel it's necessary to yak about bullshit in order to be comfortable? Vincent: I don't know. That's a good question. Mia: That's when you know you've found somebody speci...
Jean-Baptiste Grenouille: You want to make this leather smell good, don't you? Giuseppe Baldini: Why of course, and so it shall. Jean-Baptiste Grenouille: With Amor and Psyche by Pelissier? Giuseppe Baldini: What ever gave you the absurd idea I would...
Wladyslaw Szpilman: You've got to give me something to do. Yehuda: You're an artist, Wladek. You do enough. Wladyslaw Szpilman: I want to help. I want to do something. Yehuda: You're too well known, Wladek. And you know what? You musicians don't make...
Samuel Stote: What's a misanthrope, Arthur? Two Bob: Some bugger who fuckin' hates every other bugger. Samuel Stote: Hey, I didn't ask you, you black bastard Arthur Burns: He's right Samuel. A misanthrope is one who hates humanity. Samuel Stote: Is t...
Tracy Lord: [Tracy and Mike have almost kissed. Both are very drunk] Has your mind taken hold again, dear professor? Macaulay Connor: Good thing, don't you agree? Tracy Lord: No, professor. Macaulay Connor: [angrily] Alright, lay off that "professor"...
C. K. Dexter Haven: Sometimes, for your own sake, Red, I think you should've stuck to me longer. Tracy Lord: I thought it was for life, but the nice judge gave me a full pardon. C. K. Dexter Haven: Aaah, that's the old redhead. No bitterness, no recr...
Marion: Well, Jones, at least you haven't forgotten how to show a lady a good time. Indiana: Boy, you're something! Marion: Yeah? I'll tell you what; Until I get back my five thousand dollars, you're gonna get more than you bargained for. I'm your go...
Robin Hood: [in disguise] I'm gonna win that Golden Arrow, and then I'm goin' to present meself to Maid Marian. Sheriff of Nottingham: Listen, Scissorbill. If you shoot half as well as you blabbermouth, you're better than Robin Hood. Robin Hood: Robi...
Alan-A-Dale: Man, oh man! That Prince John sure made good as threat! And his helpless subjects paid dearly for his humiliation, believe me. Taxes, taxes, taxes. Why he taxed the whole heart and soul out of the poor people of Nottingham, and if you co...
[on seeing Kerim Bey's office in shambles] James Bond: Well... who won? Kerim Bey: I had visitors. Limpet mine on the wall outside - timed to catch me at my desk. But by good fortune, I was relaxing on the settee for a few moments. The girl left in h...
Remy: Look, if we're going to be thieves, why not steal the good stuff in the kitchen, where nothing is poisoned? Django: First of all, we are not thieves. Secondly, stay out of the kitchen and away from the humans. It's dangerous. Remy: [voiceover] ...
Coach Boone: You look like a bunch of fifth grade sissies after a cat fight! You got anger, that's good you're gonna need it, you got aggression that's even better you're gonna need that, too. But any little two year old child can throw a fit! Footba...
Adm. Randolph: Try one of these Jamaican cigars, Ambassador. They're pretty good. Ambassador de Sadesky: Thank you, no. I do not support the work of imperialist stooges. Adm. Randolph: Oh, only commie stooges, huh?
General "Buck" Turgidson: If the pilot's good, see, I mean if he's reeeally sharp, he can barrel that baby in so low... oh you oughta see it sometime. It's a sight. A big plane like a '52... varrrooom! Its jet exhaust... frying chickens in the barnya...
Bill Cox: How are you coming along with that garden tiller? Karl: I fixed it. It's workin' pretty good now. Bill Cox: You done fixed it? Well I'll be damned. Scooter told me it couldn't be fixed. 'Course Scooter is about as shiftless as one poor son ...
P.L. Travers: [reading the script] 'Scene one, exterior, Seventeen Cherry Tree Lane, Day.' Yes, that's good. That can stay. Richard Sherman: That's just a scene heading. P.L. Travers: Though I do think we should say 'Number Seventeen,' instead of jus...
