Peachy Carnehan: They're savages here, one and all. Leave 'em to go back to slaughterin' babes, and playin' stickball with each other's heads, and pissin' on their neighbors.
Sam: Sometimes I stick leaves on my hair. It helps cool your head down. Suzy: Hmm. That's a good idea. It might also help if you didn't wear a fur hat.
Caption: It is a restless moment. She has kept her head lowered... to give him a chance to come closer. But he could not, for lack of courage. She turns and walks away.
Professor Henry Higgins: [singing] Women are irrational, that's all there is to that! Their heads are full of cotton, hay, and rags. They're nothing but exasperating, irritating, vacillating, calculating, agitating, maddening and infuriating hags!
Larry Lipton: Meanwhile, I can't get that Flying Dutchman theme out of my head. Remind me tomorrow to buy up all the Wagner records in town and rent a chainsaw.
[the readings Agatha is giving run quickly on a makeshift screen] John Anderton: It's too fast. Slow it down. Rufus Riley: How do I slow this down, I should hit her on the head?
Jacoby: I'm gonna teach you the meaning of pain. Elizabeth: You like pain? [hits pirate in the head with a pole] Elizabeth: Try wearing a corset.
Angus: And the bride is blushing now as the groom is gazing into her eyes. You can almost see Cupid fluttering his wings above their heads [imitating wings flapping, then cawing] Angus: No, that was a seagull.
Indiana: [Indiana is being strangled against the bar. He calmly looks up at Marion] Whiskey [Marion hands him the whiskey bottle and he smashes it over his assailant's head]
Jim Stark: [to a shivering Plato] Want my jacket? [Plato looks up at Jim] Jim Stark: You want my jacket? It's warm. [Plato shakes his head]
Vaughan Cunningham: I don't understand. Morris: Exactly the point, my young level-headed friend. Vaughan Cunningham: I don't get it. Morris: Well, I rest my case.
Tony Montana: [watching news on TV] I know that. But you know why, Vic? 'Cause you got your head up your culo. That's why that fucking guy never tells the truth. That motherfucker!
Grumpy: Now, I'm warnin' ya. Don't let nobody or nothin' in the house. Snow White: Why, Grumpy, you do care. [Kisses the reluctant Grumpy in the head]
Lando Calrissian: Split up and head back to the surface. And see if you can get a few of those TIE fighters to follow you.
Red: I'd like to think that the last thing that went through his head, other than that bullet, was to wonder how the hell Andy Dufresne ever got the best of him.
Young River: People don't like to be meddled with. We tell them what to do, what to think, don't run, don't walk. We're in their homes and in their heads and we haven't the right. We're meddlesome.
Blacksmith Plog: I'm going to pinch them in the nose with my pliers. I'm going to pound them on the chest with my little hammer. I'm going to crack them lightly on the head with my sledgehammer
[as the Narada pursues Spock, he suddenly whips the ship around and heads directly for it] Nero: What's he doing? Spock's Ship's Computer: Ambassador Spock, you are on a collision course. Nero: [panicking] FIRE EVERYTHING!
Sheila Broflovski: What the heck is a rimjob? Mrs. Cartman: Why, that's where you put your legs behind your head and let someone lick your ass.
Slinky Dog: We've been down this aisle already. Mr. Potato Head: We haven't been down this aisle, it's pink. Slinky Dog: Face it, we're lost.
Martins: I'd make comic faces... and stand on my head and grin at you between my legs... and tell all sorts of jokes. I wouldn't stand a chance, would I?
