Will: Do you play the piano? Skylar: A bit. Will: Okay, when you look at a piano you see Mozart, right? Skylar: I see "Chopsticks."
Andrew Largeman: We're not playing Spin the Bottle; how old are we? More importantly, how old are they? Jesse: Oh, they're all legal. I think...
Walt Kowalski: [Walt has just gotten Thao a job from his Irish friend] Come on, Zipperhead. We'll leave the mick here to play with himself.
[playing baccarat] Grandfather: My turn? Er... bingo! Croupier: Pas "bingo," monsieur. "Banco." Grandfather: Ah, I'll take the little darlin's anyway.
Hagrid: [about Fluffy] Just play a bit of music and he falls straight asleep... I shouldn't have told you that!
Elizabeth Hobby: This is my first time playing in New York... Llewyn Davis: [from the audience, drunk] How'd you get the gig, Betty?
Driss: [after listening to classical music] We listened to your classics. Now it's time to listen to mine. [plays Earth Wind & Fire]
The Beast: Child's play! I can stop bullets. [smash noise] The Beast: Whoa! [looks down to see that Sing crushed his toe]
[the other villagers are refusing to let Kachra, an untouchable, join the team] Bhuvan: Whether you support me or not, Kachra will play.
Eddie Morra: I'm sick. Carl Van Loon: You don't get sick. You are playing at this level and you get hit by a fucking car, you don't even die.
Tom Reagan: Drop Johnson? He play your book much? Tad: Pssh! You kidding? I didn't even know he could count!
Headmaster: [while having sex with his wife, notices Carter is playing with something] Carter? Carter: Yes sir? Headmaster: What is it Carter? Carter: An ocarina, sir...
Zidler: I am the evil maharajah. Satine: Oh Harold, no one could play him like you could. Zidler: No one's going to.
Ed Crane: Life has dealt me some bum cards. Or maybe I just haven't played 'em right, I don't know.
McMurphy: Jesus Christ! D'you nuts wanna play cards or do ya wanna fuckin' jerk off?
Max Bialystock: How could this happen? I was so careful. I picked the wrong play, the wrong director, the wrong cast. Where did I go right?
Franz Liebkind: [runs backstage to try to stop the play] Stagehand: Hey, what can I do for you? Franz Liebkind: You will please be unconscious. [hits him on the head]
Max Bialystock: That's exactly why we want to produce this play. To show the world the true Hitler, the Hitler you loved, the Hitler you knew, the Hitler with a song in his heart.
[rubbing his thumb and forefinger together] Mr. Pink: Do you know what this is? It's the world's smallest violin playing just for the waitresses.
[Introducing his play "Heaven and Hell"] Max Fischer: Also, you'll find a pair of safety glasses and some earplugs under your seats. Please feel free to use them.
Rosemary Cross: How did I hurt your feelings? Max Fischer: Oh, my God! I wrote a hit play! [pauses] Max Fischer: And I'm in love with you.
