Ralphie as Adult: [chuckling] Ho, ho, but no matter. Christmas was on its way. Lovely, glorious, beautiful Christmas, upon which the entire kid year revolved.
Jasper Sitwell: There's nowhere you can run, Rogers! [Captain America jumps through a window] Jasper Sitwell: Are you kidding me?
Catwoman: [Batman kicks a gun out of Catwoman's hand] You've gotta be kidding me! Batman: No guns, no killing. Catwoman: Where's the fun in that?
Richard: You know why people give kids drugs? So they can control their minds. 'Cause they're fucking weak-minded themselves.
Capitão Nascimento: [to Neto] Take off this black uniform because you don't deserve it! Take it off! [slaps him] Capitão Nascimento: You're not a "skull", you're a kid!
Det. Rosetti: You better be straight with me kid. You're telling me this is the fella staying in your mother's basement? Landlady's son: That's what I'm telling you.
Henry Hill: [narrating] One day some of the kids from the neighborhood carried my mother's groceries all the way home. You know why? It was outta respect.
Fast Eddie: I'm the best you ever seen, Fats. I'm the best there is. And even if you beat me, I'm still the best. Bert Gordon: Stay with this kid; he's a LOSER.
Gail: Listen, kid, I think you snapped your cap. Maybe you need a few weeks in Bermuda or something. Or go to a whorehouse!
Billy Mack: Hiya kids. Here is an important message from your Uncle Bill. Don't buy drugs. Become a pop star, and they give you them for free!
Pumbaa: What'd ya do, kid? Young Simba: Something terrible. But I don't wanna talk about it. Timon: Good. We don't wanna hear about it.
Tom Reagan: Drop Johnson? He play your book much? Tad: Pssh! You kidding? I didn't even know he could count!
Rizzo the Rat: Boy, that's scary stuff! Should we be worried about the kids in the audience? Gonzo: Nah, it's all right. This is culture!
[Jordan finishes a story of a recent kidnapping] Samuel: So what happened? Jordan: Family paid the ransom. And they sent the kid home after a couple of days... minus an ear, of course.
Coco Lenoix: Honey, you're a good kid, but what you're telling me is a load of horse puckey. Even though it comes from a good place.
Isaac Davis: Don't stare at me with those big eyes. Geez, you look like one of those barefoot kids from Boliva who needs foster parents.
John, Kid in Classroom: Oh, God, I could be bounded in a nutshell, and count myself a king of infinite space, were it not that I have bad dreams.
Young Allie: It was real, wasn't it? You and me. Such a long time ago, we were just a couple of kids. But we really loved each other, didn't we?
Reuben: You're Bobby Caldwell's kid. From Chicago. It's nice there, do you like it? Linus: Yeah. Reuben: That's wonderful. Get in the goddamn house.
[last lines] Djamila: Where will you live? [Malik shrugs] Djamila: Come home. I'll take the kid. Use his bedroom. Malik El Djebena: I don't want to impose. Djamila: You're not.
Squints: Come on, Benny. Man. The kid is a... [with his thumb and index fingers of both hands] Squints: L, 7, Weenie! Yeah Yeah: Yeah. Yeah. Oscar Meyer even.
