Vern: What am I supposed to do, think of everything? I brought the comb! Teddy: Oh, great! You brought the comb! What did you bring a comb for? You don't even have any hair!
Anthony: Listen to it man. Nigga this, Nigga that. You think white go around callin' each other "honky" all day, man? "Hey, honky, how's business?" "Going great, cracker, we're diversifying!"
Albrecht: Great. A guy shows up looking like a mime from Hell and you lose him right out in the open. Well, at least he didn't do that walking against the wind shit, I hate that.
Michael: Holy shit, you know what those are? Those are sun dogs. It means a blessing on the hunter sent by the Great Wolf to his children. It's an old Indian thing.
Van Helsing: You'll die in torment if you die with innocent blood on your soul. Renfield: God will not damn a poor lunatic's soul. He knows that the powers of evil are too great for those with weak minds.
Parry: You have a great set of... dishes. Anne Napolitano: Jack, he's trying to start a con-vuh-sation... Jack Lucas: Then talk to him, he won't bite you.
Veronica Quaife: [to Seth after her stocking disintegrates in the telepod] Great. The world's largest microwave oven. I'm glad I didn't give you my Rolex, if I had a Rolex.
Frank Pentangeli: Those were the great old days,you know... And we was like the Roman Empire... The Corleone family was like the Roman Empire...
Samuel Sutherland: [Nicholas is making rounds at his birthday party] Nicholas, I haven't a *clue* what's going on, but your taste in champagne is excellent, as always. Anson Baer: It was a *great* entrance!
Rebecca: [about the rap song playing in the 50s diner] So, who could forget this great hit from the fifties, huh? Enid: I feel as though I've stepped into a time warp.
Inspector Frank Butterman: And he had one thing you haven't got. Nicholas Angel: What's that, sir? Inspector Frank Butterman: A great, big, bushy beard!
Indiana Jones: Bingo! Elsa: You don't disappoint, Dr. Jones. You're a great deal like your father. Indiana Jones: Except he's lost and I'm not.
Lex: [after being sneezed on by a Brachiosaur] Yuck! Tim: Oh, great. Now she'll never try anything anymore. She'll just sit in her room, and never come out, and play on her computer.
[first lines] Prince Eric: Isn't this great? The salty sea air, the wind blowing in your face. Aaah, the perfect day to be at sea! Grimsby: [leaning over rail] Oh, yes urp delightful.
Merry: [to the suggestion of returning home] The fires of Isengard will spread, and the forests of Tuckborough and Buckland will burn. And all that was once great and good in this world will be gone. There won't *be* a Shire, Pippin.
Mrs. Iselin: [to her husband] I keep telling you not to think! You're very, very good at a great many things, but thinking, hon', just simply isn't one of them.
Psychiatrist: Human fish, swimming at the bottom of the great ocean of atmosphere, develop psychic injuries as they collide with one another. Most mortal of all are those gotten from the parent fish.
[after watching The Bicycle Thief] Griffin Mill: Great movie, huh? So refreshing to see something like this after all these... cop movies and, you know, things we do. Maybe we'll do a remake of this!
Lorenzo St. DuBois: Love Power! Talkin' 'bout Love Power! The Power of a Sweet Flower... is gonna rule the Earth! [prances] Lorenzo St. DuBois: And there'll be a Great Rebirth! Love is the Power that is mine...
Margaret Lord: We both might face the facts that neither of us has proved to be a very great success as a wife. Tracy Lord: We just picked the wrong first husband.
Gen. Sir Harold Alexander: You know, George, you'd have made a great Marshal for Napoleon, if you'd lived in the 18th Century. Patton: Oh, but I did, Sir Alex, I did.
