Fa Zhou: Honorable ancestors, please help Mulan impress the matchmaker today. [Little Brother runs by dragging a sack of feed; chickens start pecking the grain left behind] Fa Zhou: Please. *Please* help her.
Leonard Shelby: You know, I can remember so much. The feel of the world... her. [sighs] Leonard Shelby: She's gone. And the present is trivia, which I scribble down as fucking notes.
Jimmy Markum: And it's really starting to piss me off, Dave! She's my own little daughter, and I can't even cry for her! Dave Boyle: Jimmy, you're crying now.
[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?
Paul Sheldon: I don't know if anyone could ever totally get over something like that... It's weird. Even though i know she's dead, I still think about her once and a while.
Lieutenant: I think we can handle one little girl. I sent two units, they're bringing her down now. Agent Smith: No lieutenant, your men are already dead.
Nancy: [looking in the mirror] This is just a dream, this isn't real. This is just a dream, he isn't real. He isn't... Nancy: [Freddy smashes through the mirror and grabs her]
[about Deborah] Young Noodles: She don't leave me alone, I'm gonna give her what she's asking for...
Jurek: [after Dorota meets Wladek] Come on Dorota, you can write him a fan letter later, this isn't the best time. Come on. Wladyslaw Szpilman: Jurek! Where have you been hiding her?
Georgiana Darcy: [to Elizabeth on playing the piano] Do you play duets Miss Bennet? Elizabeth Bennet: Only when forced. Georgiana Darcy: [to Darcy] Brother, you must force her.
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.
Tracy Lord: [on her wedding day] Do you like my dress, Dinah? Dinah Lord: Oh, yes. Ever so much. Tracy Lord: Feels awfully heavy.
Dinah Lord: [describing her "dream" to Tracy] Do you know what I saw coming out of the woods? Tracy Lord: I haven't the faintest idea, a skunk?
Marie Brisson: Why didn't Shahryar tell me that Lucie was there? Ahmad: He couldn't tell you. Marie Brisson: Why he couldn't? He saw that I was dying from concern. Ahmad: He promised to her.
[urging Mrs. de Winter to jump out the window and end her misery] Mrs. Danvers: Go ahead. Jump. He never loved you, so why go on living? Jump and it will all be over...
Charlie Fineman: I have no one. At least you two have each other. [Charlie kisses Ginger Timplemen, his mother-in-law, on her cheek and walks away]
Detective: [referring to what was buried in Thorwald's flower bed] It's over in his apartment. In a hat box. Wanna look? Stella: Oh, no thanks! I don't want any part of her.
First assistant director: [about Norma Desmond] She must be a million years old. Cecil B. DeMille: I hate to think where that puts me. I could be her father.
David Larrabee: I've been trying to write a poem to her but I... I can't seem to finish it. What rhymes with "glass"? Linus Larrabee: Glass... Glass... Uh... [snaps fingers] Linus Larrabee: "Alas."
Sabrina: [writing to her father] I have learned how to live, how to be IN the world and OF the world, and not just to stand aside and watch. And I will never, never again run away from life. Or from love, either.
P.L. Travers: [on finding a first name for Mrs. Banks] I will not have her called Cynthia, absolutely not. It feels unlucky. It should be something warm, a bit sexy. How about Mavis?
