Mortimer Brewster: [introducing Teddy to Gilchrist] Oh, uh, Mr. President, may I have the pleasure of introducing... Teddy Brewster: Dr. Livingstone! Dr. Gilchrist: Livingstone? Mortimer Brewster: Yeah, well, that's what he presumes.
Genie: [as tailor] First, that fez and vest combo is much too third century. These patches. What are we trying to say? Beggar? No. Let's work with me here. [after taking measurements, turns Aladdin's rags into fine clothes] Genie: Ooh, I like it! Muy...
Antonio Salieri: All I wanted was to sing to God. He gave me that longing... and then made me mute. Why? Tell me that. If He didn't want me to praise him with music, why implant the desire? Like a lust in my body! And then deny me the talent?
[to man in restaurant] Jake: [fakes accent] How much for the little girl? How much for the women? Father: What? Jake: Your women. I want to buy your women. The little girl, your daughters... sell them to me. Sell me your children!
Murph: [reacting to the lights at Bob's Country Bar being turned off] Hey, why'd they turn out the lights? Willie 'Too Big' Hall: Maybe they blew a fuse. 'Blue Lou' Marini: I don't think so, man! Those lights are off on purpose.
David Shayne: Maybe Olive's got stage fright. Maybe she won't show. Julian Marx: Not Olive. That dame doesn't have a nerve in her body. I don't think her spinal cord touches her brain.
Cheech: Sylvia Pincus. Big fat Jewish broad, had a little tiny husband. She chopped him up with an ax and mailed his pieces all over the country. I don't know what she was tryin' to prove.
[Richard Vernon places magazine rack in front of door to hold it open] John Bender: That's very clever, sir. But what if there's a fire? I think violating fire codes and endangering the lives of children would be unwise at this juncture in your caree...
Eversmann: Look, these people, they have no jobs, no food, no education, no future. I just figure that we have two things we can do. Help, or we can sit back and watch a country destroy itself on CNN. Right?
[on Wex's drawing] Busch: Looks good. Wex: It's improving. Busch: But if I may make a suggestion... more of an observation. Wex: Go ahead. Busch: It's a children's book. They aren't supposed to scare the living shit out of the children.
Dr. Emmett Brown: Things have certainly changed around *here*. I remember when this was all farmland as far the eye could see. Old man Peabody owned all of this. He had this crazy idea about breeding pine trees.
Wilbur (Age 10): Is it true she's got a glass eye? I heard she got it from the gypsies... Young Don Price: What's a gypsy? Ed Bloom (Age 10): Your momma's a gypsy. Young Don Price: Your momma's a bitch.
Conklin: Let's ask Marie what she wants to do. Jason Bourne: Actually, I don't think she gives a shit. She's dead. Conklin: I'm sorry to hear that. How did that happen? Jason Bourne: She was slowing me down.
[Biff has chased Marty to the roof of a building] Biff Tannen: Go ahead, kid! Jump! A suicide will be nice and neat. Marty McFly: What if I don't? [Biff points gun at Marty] Biff Tannen: Lead poisoning.
Colonel Nicholson: One day the war will be over. And I hope that the people that use this bridge in years to come will remember how it was built and who built it. Not a gang of slaves, but soldiers, British soldiers, Clipton, even in captivity.
Thomas: She isn't my wife, really. We just have some kids. No, no kids, not even kids. Sometimes, though, it feels as if we had kids. She isn't beautiful, she's... easy to live with. No, she isn't. That's why I don't live with her.
Nash: Alicia, does our relationship warrant long-term commitment? I need some kind of proof, some kind of verifiable, empirical data. Alicia: I'm sorry, just give me a moment to redefine my girlish notions of romance.
Bruno: Shmuel. Can we go to the café or something? Shmuel: Café? Bruno: [pause] Maybe I should go home. Shmuel: What about Papa? Bruno: [after looking around] Yeah. Shmuel: We'll check our hut first.
[last lines] Deckard: [narrating] Gaff had been there, and let her live. Four years, he figured. He was wrong. Tyrell had told me Rachael was special. No termination date. I didn't know how long we had together... Who does?
Brendan Frye: Who's she been eating with? The Brain: I don't know. That's, um, that's hard to keep track of. Brendan Frye: Is it? The Brain: It can be - it can be hard to keep track of those things because lunch - lunch is a lot of things, lunch is d...
Lily: Oh, soloists? [Nina nods] Lily: Great! I fuckin' missed my stop. Had to hoof it all the way from 79th. Veronica: [whispering] Who's that? Galina: It's that girl from San Francisco. Lily: [nervously chuckles] Hey?
