Rizzo the Rat: [falls down a chimney ignoring Gonzo] Hey! I'm stuck! Get me out of here! Gonzo: I knew you weren't suited for literature.
[John walks back in the room] Harry: Well, you're finally fulfilling one prophecy about the millennium, John. John Oldman: What's that? Harry: Here you are again.
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.
Walt Bishop: Holy Christ, what am I looking at here? Laura Bishop: He does watercolors. Mostly landscapes but a few nudes. Walt Bishop: Did she sit for this?
Eliza Doolittle: *Here* are your slippers! *There*... [throws a slipper at Higgins] Eliza Doolittle: And *there*! [throws the other one] Eliza Doolittle: *Take* your slippers, and may you NEVER have a day's luck with them!
Hawkeye Pierce: Here we are, Officer's Mess. Perhaps you'd like to come in and take a small repast? Duke Forrest: I don't think I could eat after that ride you just gave me.
Altamirano: Your Holiness, a surgeon to save the body must often hack off a limb. But in truth nothing could prepare me for the beauty and the power of the limb that I had come here to sever.
Gabriel: So you're hunting above the falls now, Captain Mendoza? [pauses] Gabriel: We're building a mission here. We're going to make Christians of these people! Mendoza: If you have the time.
Stan: The laws are medieval down here. Do you know what the minimum age for execution is in Alabama? Bill: What, sixteen? Stan: Ten!
Preserved Killick, Captain's Steward: [hearing Aubrey and Maturin warming up for their music session] Ugh, here we go again. Scrape, scrape, scrape!
Clown: [singing] I am the Clown with the tear-away face! [Pulls face off] Clown: [Demonic voice] Here in a *flash* and gone without a trace! [vanishes in a puff of smoke]
Remigio da Varagine: In the twelve years I have lived here, I have done nothing but stuff my belly, shag my wick, and squeeze the hungry peasants for tithes!
Roy Hobbs: Red, it took me sixteen years to get here. You play me, and I'll give ya the best I got. Red Blow: I believe ya.
[watching a TV news broadcast about the Bailey Scandal in 1968] Fat Moe: Take the money and run, Noodles. What's keeping you here? Noodles: Curious...
Rusty: What's with the orange? Saul: My doctor says I need vitamins. Rusty: So why don't you take vitamins? Saul: You come here to give me a physical?
[last title card] Title card: "Here is wisdom. Let him that hath understanding count the number of the beast; for it is the number of a man; and his number is 666." Book of Revelation Chapter 13 Verse 18
Photographer: Run out of film? Keith Jennings: Saving it for his canonization. Photographer: How's that? Keith Jennings: I don't know if we've got the heir to the Thorn millions here or Jesus Christ Himself.
Penny Wharvey McGill: Vernon here's got a job. Vernon's got prospects. He's bona fide. What are you?
Josey Wales: You have any food here? Lone Watie: All I have is a piece of hard rock candy. But it's not for eatin'. It's just for lookin' through.
Griffin Mill: I was just thinking what an interesting concept it is to eliminate the writer from the artistic process. If we could just get rid of these actors and directors, maybe we've got something here.
Roger De Bris: Just do what you do best. Lorenzo St. DuBois: I can't do that here! That's why they put me away, man... Roger De Bris: Oh, sing, sing!
