Ernie: White women call this the silent treatment... and we let 'em think we don't like it.
Jackson Bentley: Ow, you rotten man... here, let me take your rotten bloody picture... for the rotten bloody newspapers.
Biggus Dickus: Let me come with you, Pontiuth. I may be of thome athithtanthe if there ith a thudden crithith! [I may be of some assistance if there is a sudden crisis]
[Goblins breaking the doors] Gimli: Let them come. There is one Dwarf yet in Moria who still draws breath.
Frodo: [to Faramir] The Ring will not save Gondor. It only has the power to destroy. Please, let me go.
Gilbert: [wearing a deerstalker and brandishing a calabash pipe] Let's marshal the facts over a pipeful of Baker Street shag.
[after rescuing Roger and Rianne] Martin Riggs: What did one shepherd say to the other shepherd? Let's get the flock out of here!
Angel: My name is Angel. Vitaly Orlov: Her name really is Angel! Let's put her on the Christmas tree!
Eugenie Rose Chaney: Are you arabic? Bennett Marco: No. Eugenie Rose Chaney: Let me put it another way: are you married?
King of Swamp Castle: Please! This is supposed to be a happy occasion. Let's not bicker and argue over who killed who.
[Mike complains to Sulley about Randall] Mike: One of these days I am really... going to let you teach that guy a lesson.
Jack O'Callahan: You know what Coxy let me ask you a question. Why'd you wanna play college hockey? Cox: Isn't it obvious? For the girls.
Chris: Bring them in. [refering to the women] Chico: What for? Let Calvera find them, he'll take good care of them.
[last lines] Sheriff McClelland: Good shot! OK, he's dead; let's go get 'im. That's another one for the fire.
[Tom has just brought Judy up from the basement] Harry Cooper: You gonna let them get her too, huh?
Engywook: Here comes one that *looks* fancy! Let's see what he REALLY thinks of himself! Go on, scared cat!
Danny: There's a ninety-five pound Chinese man with a hundred sixty million dollars behind this door. Linus: Let's get him out.
Roy Lee: Let them have outer space. We got rock 'n' roll.
Inigo Montoya: You know, Fezzik, you finally did something right. Fezzik: Don't worry, I won't let it go to my head.
Jiminy Cricket: [guietly] Toodle-oo, Stromboli. Pinocchio: Goodbye, Mr Stromb... Jiminy Cricket: Shhh! Quiet! Let's get out of here before something else happens.
Linebacker: Hey, Nothing! Nose Tackle: Hey, Nothing! Patrick: Let it go! Jesus! It's an antique joke. It's over!
