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!
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.
John Mason: I'm sure all this will make a great bed time story to tell your kid. Stanley Goodspeed: You're insane, Mason. The kid'll have nightmares. I'll spend all my money on shrinks.
Charlie Fineman: [picking up a vinyl record] Ahh Graham Nash - Songs For Beginners. Just... just the album cover alone, look at that face, he knows he made a great record.
Vinny: Wow! That's a great load off me mind. Now, if you wouldn't mind telling me who the fuck you are, apart from someone who feeds people to pigs of course!
Batiatus: But, my dear, great, all-conquering Marcus Licinius Crassus... what if it is Spartacus who crosses the battlefield, looking for you? Marcus Licinius Crassus: In such circumstances, I have no doubt you will be helping him.
Fat Ass: I don't belong here! I want to go home! I want my mother! Another Prisoner: I had your mother, she wasn't that great!
Marianne: Did you see him? He expressed himself well, did he not? Mrs. Dashwood: With great decorum and honour. Marianne: And spirit and wit and feeling! Elinor: And economy - ten words at most.
Count Dooku: I sense great fear in you, Skywalker. You have hate. You have anger. But you don't use them.
Joe Turner: Are you sure about this ideogram? Janice: Look at this face. Could I be wrong about an ideogram? [Turner laughs] Joe Turner: It's a great face. But it's never been to China.
Sick Boy: Personality, I mean that's what counts, right? That's what keeps a relationship going through the years. Like heroin, I mean heroin's got a great fucking personality.
