Cedric Diggory: For a moment there, I thought you were going to let it get me. Harry: For a moment there, so did I!
Rita: Sam, I can go at least another nine rounds, but you got to let me in.
Frodo: [to Faramir] The Ring will not save Gondor. It only has the power to destroy. Please, let me go.
[Mike complains to Sulley about Randall] Mike: One of these days I am really... going to let you teach that guy a lesson.
[last lines] Sheriff McClelland: Good shot! OK, he's dead; let's go get 'im. That's another one for the fire.
Engywook: Here comes one that *looks* fancy! Let's see what he REALLY thinks of himself! Go on, scared cat!
Inigo Montoya: You know, Fezzik, you finally did something right. Fezzik: Don't worry, I won't let it go to my head.
Linebacker: Hey, Nothing! Nose Tackle: Hey, Nothing! Patrick: Let it go! Jesus! It's an antique joke. It's over!
Indiana: You want to talk to God? Let's go see him together, I've got nothing better to do.
Hoffy: What's the matter with you, Security? You were always so calm. Especially when you let Manfredi and Johnson go out there.
George: Let's leave the Jews out of this just for a moment and think of another minority, one that can go unnoticed if it has to.
Pat: I don't have an iPod. I don't have a phone. They don't let me make calls. I'm going to call Nikki.
[Preparing Senator Kelly for the mutation machine] Senator Kelly: What are you going to do? Magneto: Let's just say God works too slow.
Trust me, I'm going to find out where the money has gone and how it has been spent, and see if we can't get it down there quicker to let that rebuilding start.
Let the word go forth from this time and place, to friend and foe alike, that the torch has been passed to a new generation of Americans - born in this century, tempered by war, disciplined by a hard and bitter peace.
I'm not into 'Let's go out with one guy on a Monday and another guy on a Wednesday' - that's just not me. I'm a relationship kind of girl. I like a twosome. Some people get excited about being single. I don't.
Those people behind the mosque have to respect, have to appreciate and have to defer to the people of New York. The wound is still there. Just because the wound is healing you can't say, 'Let's just go back to where we were pre-9/11.
As a journalist, you have to have multiple sources and verifiable science, and when you've done that and satisfied the most skeptical voice in your head, you have an obligation to ride through the streets - let people know what's going on.
I could be hit by a Sara Lee truck tomorrow. Which is not a bad way of going: 'Richard Simmons Found in a Freeway in Pound Cake and Fudge, With a Smile on His Face.' Let's face it. We don't know anything.
At the very beginning, I was a page at Letterman, and I freelanced for any place that would let me write any word. I wanted to do this so badly. Then when I got a tiny bit of success, I was petrified that I was going to lose it.
If a man be gloomy let him keep to himself. No one has the right to go croaking about society, or what is worse, looking as if he stifled grief.
