Chuck Noland: Hey, HEY, It's a ship. HEY. HEY. HEY SHIP. HEY. Wait, look look, S.O.S... Oh come on. HELP. Please.
Crab#1: Hey. Crab#2: Hey. Crab#1: Hey. Crab#2: Hey.
Hagrid: [about Buckbeak] I think he may let you ride him now. Harry: What? Hagrid: [picking him up and placing him on Buckbeak's back] Come on, right behind the wing joint. Harry: Hey! Hey hey hey hey hey! Hagrid!
[first lines] Station agent: Hey - hey hey hey hey, if you want any tickets, you'll have to go around to, eh, to, eh, the front of the, eh... oooh, well, I s'pose it'll be all right.
Winston Zeddemore: Hey, wait a minute. Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey! Hold it! Now, are we actually gonna go before a federal judge, and tell him that some moldy Babylonian god is going to drop in on Central Park West, and start tearing up the city? Dr. Eg...
Dash: [answers door] Hey, Lucius! Lucius: Hey, Speedo, Helen, Vi, Jack-Jack. Bob: Hey, hey! ICE of you to drop by. Lucius: Ha! [unenthusiastically] Lucius: Never heard that one before.
John McClane: Yo, partner! Wait up. Zeus: Hey, hey, hey, hey, I ain't your partner. I ain't your neighbor, your brother, or your friend. I'm your total stranger.
Mark: Hey, vagina! Andrew Largeman: Hey, what's up, guys? Uh, Sam, it's Mark, Dave, and you remember Jesse. Jesse: Hey. Sam: Hey. Dave: What's up? Mark: Hey, nice to meet you. I'm sorry I said vagina just now. I didn't know you were here. Sam: Oh, th...
'Ronald Reagan' Video Waiter: Welcome to the Cafe 80's, where it's always morning in America, even in the afternoo-noo-noon. Our special today is mesquite-grilled sushi... 'Ayatollah Khomeini' Video Waiter: [interrupts] You must have the hostage spec...
Fiery 1: Hey! Hey! Her head don't come off! Sarah: Of course it doesn't! Fiery 2: Hey, lady! Where are you going with a head like that? Fiery 3: Hey, man! I know what we can do! Take off her head! Ha-ha!
Peter Quill: [spots a guard taking his headphones] HEY, HEY, HEY! That's mine! Hey, take those headphones off, right now! [goes to face the guard, and gets zapped by a stun-rod] Peter Quill: Hooked on a Feeling, Blue Swede! That song belongs to me! [...
Make a plural hey while the singular sun is up there. Not just the hey, but the best hey. Excellence should be your priority!
Needleman: Hey, Mr. Sullivan! Sulley: Guys, I told you, call me Sulley. Smitty: [Giggling] I don't think so. Needleman: We just wanted to wish you good luck today. Mike: Hey, hey, hey, hey. Come on, get lost, you two. You're making him lose his focus...
Harry: Hey, hey, hey! It's Christmas, where's my present, Slick? Perry: Your fucking present is you're not in jail, fag-hag.
Dr. Ian Malcolm: [Malcolm waves a flare, to get the T-Rex's attention] Hey, hey, hey, hey! Dr. Alan Grant: Ian, freeze! Dr. Ian Malcolm: Get the kids! [the T-rex sees the flare, roars at Malcolm, and runs after him] Dr. Alan Grant: Get rid of the fla...
[Dragon, having a crush on Donkey, is cuddling him] Donkey: [desperately talking] I don't want to rush into a... physical relationship... I'm not that emotionally ready for a... uh... commitment of this... uh... magnitude! Really, that's the word I'm...
Mike: [as the Scream Extractor approaches] What is that thing? What is that thing? Hey, hey, hey, that thing is moving. I don't like big, moving things that are moving towards me.
Bob Falfa: Hey, hey, hey, baby. What do you say? Laurie Henderson: Don't say anything and we'll get along just fine.
Francis: [Francis and Taylor are laying on stretchers] Hey, Taylor, that you? Chris Taylor: Hey, Francis. Francis: Hey, man, how you doin? Chris Taylor: I'm okay. How you doing? Francis: Fine, man. Just fine. Hey, dig it. We two timers, man. We're go...
Benny: Hey, man, you need a cab? Douglas Quaid: Well, what's wrong with this one? [points to other cabbie] Benny: [laughs] He ain't got five kids to feed. Douglas Quaid: Where's yours? Benny: Right over there man. [takes Quaid with him] Punk Cabbie: ...
Clifford Worley: 'Cause you, you're part eggplant. [all laugh] Vincenzo Coccotti: Ohhh! Clifford Worley: Huh? Hey! Hey! Hey! [motioning with his hand three times] Vincenzo Coccotti: You're a cantaloupe. [shoots Cliff in the face]
