[Indy meets Belloq in a crowded bar] Indiana: Belloq. Belloq: Good afternoon, Doctor Jones. Indiana: I oughta kill you right now. Belloq: Not a very private place for a murder.
Feathers: In case you make up your mind, I left my door open. Get a good night's sleep. John T. Chance: You're not helping me any.
Brandon: But why should I want to come back? Phillip Morgan: Yes, why? Brandon: For the pleasure of our company, or another drink? Rupert Cadell: That's a very good idea. May I have one for the road?
[Chihiro is being called Sen] Chihiro: Granny... I just want you to know my real name! It's Chihiro! Zeniba: Oh, what a pretty name! Be sure to take good care of it, dear!
Imperial Officer: Sir, rebel ships are coming into our sector. Captain Lennox: Good, our first catch of the day.
Morris: Dots look good on paper. You don't sing them anyway, you're just showing your true Aries color now. Doyle: Stay out of my goddam face, you fucking buzzard!
Tony Montana: You wanna waste my time? Okay. I call my lawyer. He's the best lawyer in Miami. He's such a good lawyer, that by tomorrow morning, you gonna be working in Alaska. So dress warm.
[lining up a rifle shot] Private Jackson: My goodness, and my fortress; my high tower, and my deliverer; my shield, and he in whom I trust.
Marianne: Sir John, might I play your pianoforte? Sir John Middleton: Yes, yes, of course. My goodness. Yes, we do not stand upon ceremony here, my dear.
Mrs Jennings: Ah, now, do not fret, my dear. I have been told that this good weather is keeping many of our sportsmen in the country at present, but the frost will soon drive them to town. Depend on it.
Anakin Skywalker: My powers have doubled since the last time we met, Count. Count Dooku: Good. Twice the pride, double the fall.
Mycroft Holmes: Good evening, Mrs Watson. I'm the other Holmes. Mary Watson: You mean there's *two* of you? How marvelous! Could this evening get any better?
Johnny Hooker: Luther! Good God, we're millionaires! Luther: Jesus! Did you know he was that loaded? Johnny Hooker: Hell no. I just cut into him. I woulda settled for pawning one of them shoes.
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: Wait a minute, kid. How old are you? Pavel Chekov: Seventeen, sir. Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: Oh... oh, good, he's seventeen. Spock: Doctor... Mr. Chekov is correct.
Satan: You have spilled the blood of the innocent. Now begins two million years of Darkness. Chef: Oh, good job Mrs. Broslofski. Thanks a lot!
[Han is chasing some Stormtroopers] Princess Leia Organa: He certainly has courage. Luke Skywalker: What good will it do us if he gets himself killed? Come on. [Luke and Leia run off in the opposite direction]
Crash: Good evening. My name is Crash, and these are the Boys. Wallace Wells: [yelling out] Is that girl a boy too? Crash: Yes! [girl drummer flips him off]
Clarence Worley: Well, he ain't so much a good guy as he is just a bad mother fucker. I mean, he gets paid by people to fuck guys up.
Carl Fredricksen: I believe I made my position to your boss very clear. Construction Foreman Tom: You poured prune juice in his gas tank. Carl Fredricksen: Yeah, that was good.
Veruca Salt: Daddy, I want a boat like this. A beautiful paddle boat is what I want. Grandpa Joe: [to Charlie] What she wants is a good kick in the pants!
Jake: Burt, what do you want to ride that contraption for? Burt Munro: 'S a good question. Errrr... I guess the reward is in the err doing of it, you know?
