Bruce: Just a bite! Anchor: Now you hold it together, mate! Chum: Remember, Bruce! Fish are friends, not food! Bruce: Food!
[Deckard Shaw puts a grenade into a security guard's hands] Deckard Shaw: Hold this. [He shoves the man down and walks away as the grenade explodes]
Tommy DeVito: [Tommy holds up a gun at the truck driver he's hijacking] Where's the strong box you fuckin' varmint, you?
Nova Prime Rael: The fate of 12 billion people is in your hands. Peter Quill: Hold on a second, you're being serious right now?
Dr. Peter Venkman: How's the grid holding up? Dr. Egon Spengler: Not good. Winston Zeddemore: Tell him about the Twinkie. Dr. Peter Venkman: What about the Twinkie?
Proximo: [holding up a sword] Thrust this into another man's flesh, and they will applaud and love you for that. You may even begin to love them [thrusts] Proximo: for that.
Mama Fratelli: Trust your dear old mother boys. Throw 'er into four-wheel drive and hold on to your hats.
Ollivander: [Holding a wand] 12 and three quarter inches... unyielding. This belongs to Bellatrix Lestrange.
[the check-out woman holds up a bag full of army men, and gives Kevin a funny look] Kevin McCallister: For the kids.
Vincent Hanna: I gotta hold on to my angst. I preserve it because I need it. It keeps me sharp, on the edge, where I gotta be.
Diego: I'm... sorry I set you guys up. Sid: Ah, you know me, I'm too lazy to hold a grudge.
Mr. Incredible: [yelling to Helen as she holds up the RV] How ya doin', honey? Elastigirl: [screaming back] Do I have to answer?
Gandalf: Hold them back! Do not give in to fear! Stand to your posts! FIGHT!
[holding up a mail shirt] Bilbo: Here's a pretty thing: Mithril. As light as a feather, and as hard as dragon-scales.
Garcés: [surrounded by men, Mercedes holds the paring knife against her throat... ] If anyone is going to kill you, I'd rather it be me.
[first lines] Court Official: Quick. We can't hold them back much longer. Hurry. Come on!
Max Bialystock: This pin used to hold a pearl the size of your eye. Look at me now, LOOK AT ME NOW! I'm wearing a cardboard belt!
Hold me, Touch me: Oh Bialy, Bialy, darling, did I hurt you? Max Bialystock: It's only a flesh wound, lambchop.
Cardinal Roark: Kevin? Is that you? Marv: [holding up Kevin's severed head] What's left of him, anyway. The dog ate the rest.
Sweeney Todd: [holding up one of his razors] At last! My arm is complete again!
Begbie: No sorry enough for being a fat cunt. Pub Heavy: Fuck you. If you can't hold a pint you shouldn't be in a pub. Fuck off.
