[trying to convince a group of rebels that he's letting them escape] John Preston: Go. Go, damn you! [sees another rebel being shot and knows this group will be next] John Preston: Get out of here, God damn it! If you don't, you're dead! Rebel: Don't...
Peg Boggs: Hello? Hello? Hello? Avon calling. Oh, my. Hello? Hello? I'm Peg Boggs. I'm your local Avon representative. Hello? I... I'm sorry to barge in like this, but you don't have any reason to be afraid. Ooh! This is some huge house, isn't it? Th...
Edward D. Wood, Jr.: Do you know that I've even had producers re-cut my movies? Orson Welles: I hate when that happens. Edward D. Wood, Jr.: And they always want to cast their buddies. It doesn't even matter if they're right for the part. Orson Welle...
Dolores Fuller: Ed, what's *my* motivation? Edward D. Wood, Jr.: You're the file clerk. You're running into the next room and you run into Janet. Dolores Fuller: But are we good friends or is she just a casual acquaintance? Edward D. Wood, Jr.: Dolor...
Edward D. Wood, Jr.: Mr. Reynolds. Ed Reynolds: Yes. Edward D. Wood, Jr.: We are going to finish this picture just the way I want it... because you cannot compromise an artist's vision. Reverend Lemon: But it's OUR money. Edward D. Wood, Jr.: And you...
Arthur: [of Lancelot] Will he live? Merlin: Oh, yes. Arthur: Will Guinevere...? Merlin: Yes. Arthur: Merlin, will I ever have a son? Merlin: Yes. Arthur: No riddles? Nothing but a simple "yes"? That frightens me. Merlin: But a King should be afraid, ...
Narrator: He was *the* guerilla terrorist in the food service industry. [the Narrator looks at Tyler, who's urinating in a pot] Tyler Durden: Do not watch. I cannot go when you watch. Narrator: Apart from seasoning the lobster bisque, he farted on th...
John Kinsella: Is this heaven? Ray Kinsella: It's Iowa. John Kinsella: Iowa? I could have sworn this was heaven. [starts to walk away] Ray Kinsella: Is there a heaven? John Kinsella: Oh yeah. It's the place where dreams come true. [Ray looks around, ...
Mr. Fox: [Mr. Fox, Ash, Kris, and Kylie are on a motorcycle, and Mr. Fox refers to a quadruped wolf at the edge of a snowy forest] I don't think he speaks English or Latin. Mr. Fox: [loudly, to the wolf] Pensez-vous que l'hiver sera rude? Mr. Fox: [a...
Phyllis 'Beaver' Eklund: I heard she's into three-ways. Sherri Ward: Yeah, with other girls. Cathy 'Pork' Eklund: Yeah, like one of those MTV Girls. Alice Ward: MTV g... What're you talkin' about? Cathy 'Pork' Eklund: Wild. Cindy 'Tar' Eklund: She ac...
Head Illinois State Trooper: I don't want to tell you how to do your job... Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: [on his police radio] Put the helicopter on the bridge! Head Illinois State Trooper: ...but only one man in a million can survive that fall. The...
Dr. Anne Eastman: Hey, Do you have a particular interest in our paitient's X-Rays? Dr. Richard Kimble: What do you mean? Dr. Anne Eastman: I saw you looking at that boy's chest film. Dr. Richard Kimble: It's a hobby of mine. Dr. Anne Eastman: It's a ...
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: What's your excuse? Private Cowboy: Sir, excuse for what, sir? Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: I'm asking the fucking questions here, private! Do you understand? Private Cowboy: Sir, yes, sir. Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Well, thank...
[Indio and his gang have been dispatched] Col. Douglas Mortimer: My boy, you've become rich. Monco: You mean *we've* become rich, old man. Col. Douglas Mortimer: No, it's all yours. I think you deserve it. Monco: What about our partnership? Col. Doug...
Kaffee: [when Galloway insists on investigation instead of an instant uninformed plea-bargain] Commander, do you have some sort of jurisdiction here that I should know about? Galloway: My job is to make sure that you do your job. I'm Special Counsel ...
Barnes: I've got some camouflage jackets in the Jeep, sirs, I suggest you both put them on. Kaffee: Camouflage jackets? Barnes: Yes sir, we'll be riding pretty close to the fence line. The Cubans see an officer wearing white, they think it might be s...
Marlin: Now it's my turn. I'm thinking of something dark and mysterious. It's a fish we don't know. If we ask it directions, it could ingest us and spit out our bones. Dory: What is it with men and asking for directions? Marlin: I don't want to play ...
Cameron: I don't know what I'm gonna do. Sloane: College. Cameron: Yeah, but to do what? Sloane: What are you interested in? Cameron: Nothing. Sloane: Me neither! Cameron: [to Ferris, who's singing on the parade float] YOU'RE CRAZY! Sloane: What do y...
[Cameron doesn't want to go out, but Ferris keeps calling] Cameron: He'll keep calling me, he'll keep calling me until I come over. He'll make me feel guilty. This is uh... This is ridiculous, ok I'll go, I'll go, I'll go, I'll go, I'll go. What - I'...
Hodel: [singing] For Papa, make him a scholar! Chava: [singing] For Mama, make him rich as a king! Hodel, Chava: For me, well, I wouldn't holler if he were as handsome as anything! Hodel, Chava: Matchmaker, matchmaker, make me a match! Find me a fi...
[Yente has returned from the post office] Yente: The postman told me there was a letter for your sister, Hodel. Tzeitel: Thank you, I'll go and get it. Yente: I got it. It's, ah, from her intended, Perchik. Tzeitel: Oh, she'll be so happy, she's been...
