Celie: [to Shug] He beat me when you ain't here. Shug: Who do? Albert? Celie: Mister. Shug: Why he do that? Celie: He beat me for not being you.
Celie: [Celie confronts Albert] Nettie and my kids be comin' home soon, and when they get here we gonna' set around and whip your ass.
Rick: Who are you really, and what were you before? What did you do and what did you think, huh? Ilsa: We said no questions. Rick: ...Here's looking at you, kid.
Ace Rothstein: [to Don] Listen to me very carefully. There are three ways of doing things around here: the right way, the wrong way, and the way that *I* do it. You understand?
Natasha Romanoff: Hey, fellas. Either one of you know where the Smithsonian is? I'm here to pick up a fossil. Steve Rogers: That's hilarious.
John Robie: You're here in Europe to buy a husband. Frances Stevens: The man I want doesn't have a price. John Robie: That eliminates me.
Eddie: [holding Aunt Bethany's present] This one here, is leaking. [Ellen sticks her finger in the leak. Eddie leans over and sucks it off her finger] Eddie: It's lime!
Clark: I can't believe you're standing here in my living room, Eddie. Never thought the day would come. Eddie: Yeah I'm excited about it too.
Sister James: [Referring to her students] I don't allow them ballpoint pens. Sister Aloysius Beauvier: [Picking one off the floor] And yet here one is.
[coming across a Zombie storage room] Roger: Why did these people keep them here? Peter: 'Cause they still believe there's respect in dying.
Theo: [sees LAPD SWAT armored vehicle approaching] Wait a minute, wait a minute. What have we here, gentlemen? The police have themselves an RV. Southeast corner.
Phyllis: I'm a native Californian. Born right here in Los Angeles. Walter Neff: They say all native Californians come from Iowa.
William Blake: I came here to talk about my job. John Dickinson: The only job you're goin' to get is pushing up daisies from a pine box.
John Dunbar: [voice over] It seems every day ends with a miracle here. And whatever God may be, I thank God for this day.
[Ash is trapped in the cellar with Henrietta walking towards him] Ash: Open the door. There's something down here! Annie: Open it. Quickly! Jake: It's a trick!
Howard: [overlapping speech] We'll dispose of these mementos when we're done here, that way you won't be confused by their unexplainable presence in your home.
[Stepping into water] Bela Lugosi: GODDAMN, it's cold! Edward D. Wood, Jr.: It'll warm up once you're in it. Bela Lugosi: FUCK YOU! You come out here!
Shadow: It's Shadow... Zorg: Zorg here. Shadow: Am I disturbing you? Zorg: Oh no... no, no... I was... just... W-Where are you? Shadow: Not far now. Zorg: Good... good, good...
Private Joker: Leonard, if Hartman comes in here and catches us, we'll both be in a world of shit. Private Gomer Pyle: I *am*... in a world... of shit.
Private Eightball: What we have here, little yellow sister, is a magnificent specimen of pure Alabama Blacksnake. But it ain't too goddamned beaucoup.
El Indio: [to prison guard he hasn't killed] I'm letting you live, hero. That way you can tell everyone what takes place here.
