Dr. Berger: Now. You can live with that. Can't you? Conrad "Con" Jarrett: I'm so scared! I'm scared. Dr. Berger: Feelings are scary. And sometimes they're painful. And if you can't feel pain... you won't feel anything else either. You know what I'm s...
Lawrence: We still goin' fishin' this weekend? Peter Gibbons: Nah, Lumbergh's gonna have me come in on Saturday, I just know it. Lawrence: Well, you can get out of that easily. Peter Gibbons: Yeah? How? Lawrence: Well, when a boss wants you to work o...
The Ancient Booer: Boo. Boo. Boo. Buttercup: Why do you do this? The Ancient Booer: Because you had love in your hands, and you gave it up. Buttercup: But they would have killed Westley if I hadn't done it. The Ancient Booer: Your true love lives. An...
[last lines] Theater Manager: Cecilia, what are you doing here? Cecilia: Meeting Gil Shepherd. Theater Manager: They all gone. Cecilia: Th - whaddaya, whaddaya mean? Theater Manager: They went back to Hollywood. Cecilia: Gil too? Theater Manager: Mr ...
Capitán Vidal: I'll make you a deal. If you can count to three without st-t-uttering you can go. Don't look at him look at me. Above me there is no one. Garces! Garcés: Yes Captain? Capitán Vidal: If I say this asshole can leave would anybody here...
Capt. Harris: Be advised. We've got zips in the wire down here. Phantom Pilot: Roger your last, Bravo Six. Can't run it any closer. We're hot to trot and packing snake and nape, but we're bingo on fuel. Capt. Harris: For the record, it's my call. Dum...
[ordered to order Lizzie to accept Mr. Collins's proposal] Mr. Bennet: Your mother insists on you marrying Mr. Collins... Mrs. Bennet: Yes! Or I'll never see her again! Mr. Bennet: Well, Lizzy, from this day henceforth it seems you must be a stranger...
Max Bialystock: Don't you see, darling Bloom, glorious Bloom? It's so simple. STEP ONE: We find the worst play ever written, a surefire flop. STEP TWO: I raise a million bucks. Lots of little old ladies out there. STEP THREE: You go back to work on t...
Jellon Lamb: Forgive me, sir, but I've been stuck here with no one but this sorry sack of Hibernian pig shit for conversation. Poor, poor Dan O'Reilly. Sit, sir. Drink with me. [Charlie cocks his gun and points it to Lamb] Charlie Burns: One more cra...
Patton: Men, all this stuff you've heard about America not wanting to fight, wanting to stay out of the war, is a lot of horse dung. Americans traditionally love to fight. All real Americans love the sting of battle. When you were kids, you all admir...
Mary Elizabeth: Charlie, Charlie, what do you think about high school? Charlie: High school? Bullshit. The cafeteria is called the Nutrition Center; people wear their letter jackets even when it's 98 degrees out. And why do they give out letter jacke...
Mrs. John F. Kennedy: I'm sorry to hear you aren't feeling well. Rosemary Woodhouse: It's just a mouse bite. Mrs. John F. Kennedy: Perhaps you'd better have your legs tied down in case of convulsions. Rosemary Woodhouse: Yes, I suppose so. If it was ...
Roosevelt: The entire outer skin will be like this. Tyler: It's titanium, laminated with kevlar. Roosevelt: Go ahead. Shake his hand. [the robotic arm extends to shake Morton's hand] Bob Morton: Come here often? How you doin'? Bob Morton: [cringes as...
Major Tom Baxter: We're asking them. We're asking them for a new deadline. General Hummel: Put the phone down. Major Tom Baxter: The men are falling apart! General Hummel: The men are Marines! Major Tom Baxter: Are they? [Hummel is silent] Major Tom ...
FBI Director Womack: Great job, Goodspeed. Agent Paxton: Why don't you throw in a trip to Tahiti while you're at it? FBI Agent: Okay, I'll deliver this to the Attorney General... FBI Director Womack: [Interrupts and takes the contract from Hunt] Ah, ...
Harry Goldfarb: [on the phone] Marion... I've been thinking about you so much... are you okay? Marion: When are you coming home? Harry Goldfarb: Soon. Marion: When? Harry Goldfarb: Soon... you holding out alright? Marion: Harry... can you come today?...
Mr. Blonde: Listen kid, I'm not gonna bullshit you, all right? I don't give a good fuck what you know, or don't know, but I'm gonna torture you anyway, regardless. Not to get information. It's amusing, to me, to torture a cop. You can say anything yo...
Mr. Pink: We still gotta get outta here. Mr. Blonde: We're gonna sit here and wait. Mr. White: For what, the cops? Mr. Blonde: Nice Guy Eddie. Mr. Pink: Nice Guy Eddie? What makes you think he isn't on a plane half way to Costa Rica? Mr. Blonde: 'Cau...
Irving Radovich: Hey, er, anybody ever tell you you're a dead ringer for... [Joe kicks him under the table] Irving Radovich: Ow! Well, I guess I'll be going! Joe Bradley: Oh, don't do a thing like that, Irving. Sit down, join us, join us. Irving Rado...
[Grant has just explained SPECTRE's plot for Bond] James Bond: That must have been a pretty sick collection of minds to dream up a plan like that. Donald 'Red' Grant: Wish you could see the headlines, "British agent murders beautiful Russian spy, the...
[last lines] Tatiana: [removes ring and hands it to Bond] Here you are. In case you ever need it again. James Bond: Oh, yes. All government property has to be accounted for. But as I said before, we won't always be working on the company's time. Will...
