[David brings some new clothes for Leeloo - she examines them with delight, then casually strips off her robe - David and Cornelius quickly turn around] David: They really made her... Priest Vito Cornelius: Perfect. I know.
[young Jenny's father is chasing her through the fields to beat her when she stops and hides] Young Jenny Curran: Dear God, make me a bird. So I could fly far. Far far away from here.
Nemo: What's that? Tad: I know what that is. Sandy Plankton saw one. He called it... uh... he said it was called a "butt". Pearl: That's a pretty big butt. [swims out a little] Sheldon: Oh, look at me. I'm gonna touch the butt.
Fyedka: Your father is coming. Chava, let me talk to him. Let me tell him about us. Chava: No, Fyedka, that would be the worst thing, I'm sure of it. Fyedka: But let me try! Chava: No! I'll talk to him. I promise.
Olaf: I can't feel my legs! Kristoff: Those are my legs. Olaf: [as his lower body runs by] Ooh, do me a favor and grab my butt. [Kristoff grabs Olaf's lower body and puts the rest of him on top] Olaf: Ah, that feels better.
Ninny Threadgoode: Idgie and her friend Ruth ran the Whistle Stop Cafe. Idgie was a character, all right. But how anybody could have thought she murdered that man is beyond me. Evelyn Couch: I beg your pardon?
John Coffey: That's a smart mouse, Del, he's like a circus mouse. Eduard Delacroix: Correct, that's just what he is too. He's a circus mouse. When I get outta here, he's gonna make me rich.
Irene Walsh: Now, Rosalita, this is the attic. Mr. Walsh doesn't like anybody up here, ever. I guess that's why it's always open. Mouth: [in Spanish] Translation - never go up there. It's filled with Mr. Walsh's *sexual torture devices*.
Louie: It's a pigeon. It must be a carrier pigeon or whatever. Old Consigliere: Passenger pigeon! They've been extinct since 1914! Sonny Valerio: Am I fucking dreaming here or what? All right, Louie, forget about the bird, okay?
Makoto Konno: [while walking with Yuri] [Voice-over] Makoto Konno: In general, I'm quite cautious, so I never suffered any major injury, both physically and in the emotional... [a man is thrown to her and both are crashing in a tree]
[last lines] Vincent: [voiceover] For someone who was never meant for this world, I must confess I'm suddenly having a hard time leaving it. Of course, they say every atom in our bodies was once part of a star. Maybe I'm not leaving... maybe I'm goin...
Vernon Dursley: Come on Dudley, hurry up! Dudley Dursley: I still don't understand why we have to leave. Vernon Dursley: Because, it's not safe for us here anymore.
Harry Potter: Voldemort has the Elder Wand. Professor Albus Dumbledore: True. Harry Potter: And the snake's still alive. Professor Albus Dumbledore: Yes. Harry Potter: And I have nothing to kill it with.
Harry: He was their friend, and he betrayed them. He was their *friend*! I hope he finds me! Cause when he does, I'm gonna be ready. When he does, I'm gonna kill him!
Hagrid: Well, first the committee took turns in talking about 'why we were there'. Then I stood up and said my bit, how Buckbeak was a good hippogriff, always cleaned his feathers. And then Lucius Malfoy got up...
[about Malfoy] Ron: Listen to the idiot! He's really laying it on thick, isn't he? Harry: At least Hagrid didn't get fired. Hermione: Yeah, but I hear Draco's father's furious. We haven't heard the end of this.
Bilbo Baggins: Who is that? He doesn't look too happy. Gandalf: It is Dain, Lord of the Ironhills. Thorin's cousin. Bilbo Baggins: [jogging to catch up to Gandalf] Are they alike? Gandalf: [pauses] I always found Thorin the more reasonable of the two...
Nicholas Angel: I didn't mean to upset the apple cart. DS Andy Cartwright: Oh yeah, cause we all sell apples 'round here, don't we? Danny Butterman: Your dad sells apples, Andy. DS Andy Cartwright: And raspberries.
[Nick Angel and Danny are returning from the pub] Danny Butterman: Fancy a coffee? Nicholas Angel: No thanks, don't drink it. Danny Butterman: Cup of tea? Nicholas Angel: I don't drink caffeine after midday. Danny Butterman: A beer? Nicholas Angel: [...
Dumbledore: Send a message to Azkaban. I think they'll find they're missing a prisoner. Barty Crouch Junior: [gloating] I'll be welcomed back like a hero! Dumbledore: Perhaps. Personally, I've never had much time for heroes.
Argus Filch: [Holding Malfoy] Professor Slughorn, sir. I've just discovered this boy lurking in an upstairs corridor. He claims to be invited to your party. Draco Malfoy: Ok! Ok! I was gate crashing. Happy?
