Paul Edgecomb: I've done some things in my life I'm not proud of, but this is the first time I've ever felt in real danger of hell.
Luna Lovegood: Well, there's Rowena Ravenclaw's lost diadem. Ron Weasley: Oh bloody hell, here we go.
Sheriff Dan Shaw: [after the Stranger blows up the hotel and shoots four men] What the hell happened? The Stranger: Somebody left the door open and the wrong dogs came home.
Mike Wallace: [to Hezbollah Head Gunman] What the hell do you think I am? A 78 year-old assassin? You think I'm gonna karate him to death with this notepad?
Crapgame: [into field phone] Hogan? Yeah, it's me. Listen... I gotta favor to ask ya. Will you quit cryin... I haven't even asked ya yet! What the Hell's the matter with you?
Jack Crabb: [Narration; upon finding his white wife among the Cheyenne] It was Olga! She had never learned much English, but she sure as hell had learned Cheyenne!
Johnny Caspar: I'm talkin' about friendship. I'm talkin' about character. I'm talkin' about - hell. Leo, I ain't embarrassed to use the word - I'm talkin' about ethics.
Bart: Hell, I drove up from Dallas one time. That's 850 miles, I done that in eight hours. David Grant: That's, like, over 100 miles an hour. Cole: Oh, Bart was movin'.
Howard Beale: No, no. I'm gonna blow my brains out right on the air, right in the middle of the 7 O'clock news. Max Schumacher: You'll get a hell of a rating, I'll guarantee you that. 50 share easy.
Officer 'Fartface' Whitey: Okay, boys, we're even... Young Noodles: The hell we are! Young Max: You'll be collecting your pension before we're even!
Dae-su Oh: Who the hell are you? Woo-jin Lee: Me? I'm a sort of scholar. And my major is you. A scholar studying Dae-su Oh; an expert on Dae-su Oh.
Cheyenne: They wanna hang me. The big, black crows. Idiots. What the hell? I'll kill anything. Never a kid. Be like killin' a priest. Catholic priest, that is.
Jamie: I wish we had time to bury them fellas. Josey Wales: To hell with them fellas. Buzzards gotta eat, same as worms.
Levinson: [Comes in with a plate of hors d'oeuvres with Hrundi's shoe on top of it] Would you care for some hors-d'oeuvres sir? Hrundi V. Bakshi: I am on a diet, but to hell with it! [Takes his shoe]
Patton: You want to know why this outfit got the hell kicked out of it? A blind man could spot it. They don't act like soldiers; they don't look like soldiers; why should they be expected to fight like soldiers?
Max Fischer: How the hell did you get so rich? You're a quitter, man! Herman Blume: I spent eight million dollars on this. Max Fischer: And is that all you're willing to spend?
Priest: ...ask yourself if that corpse of a slut is worth dying for. Marv: Worth dying for. [shoots priest] Marv: Worth killing for. [shoots him again] Marv: Worth going to hell for. [shoots him again] Marv: Amen.
[a jukebox begins playing Queen's "Don't Stop Me Now" while the zombie pub owner attacks the group] Shaun: Who the hell put this on? Ed: It's on random. Liz: For fuck's sake!
Reverend Steenwyck: Their heads weren't found severed. Their heads were not found at all. Ichabod Crane: The heads are... gone? Notary James Hardenbrook: Taken. Taken by the Headless Horseman. Taken back to hell.
McCoy: Damn it Jim, what the hell is the matter with you? Other people have birthdays, why are we treating yours like a funeral?
Jacob Mitchell: I mean, hell, Hank, I've never even kissed a girl. You know, if me becoming rich is gonna change all that, you know I'm all for it.
