Bob: Weren't you in the news? Some show in, Prayge... Prague? Edna: Milan, darling. Milan. Supermodels. Heh! Nothing super about them... spoiled, stupid little stick figures with poofy lips who think only about themselves. Feh! I used to design for *...
Gilbert Huph: [in Huph's office] You know, Bob... a company... Bob: Is like an enormous clock. Gilbert Huph: ...Is like an enormous cl... Yes, precisely. It only works if all the little cogs mesh together. A clock must be clean, well lubricated, and ...
Mike Wallace: You cut it! You cut the guts out of what I said! Eric Kluster: It was a time consideration, Mike... Mike Wallace: Time? Bullshit! You corporate lackey! Who told you your incompetent little fingers had the requisite skills to edit me?
[first lines] Ed Herlihy: And now, from New York, The Jerry Langford Show! With Jerry's guests Tony Randall, Richard Dreyfuss, Rodney Dangerfield, Dr. Joyce Brothers, Lou Brown and the orchestra, and little old me Ed Herlihy. And now say hello to Jer...
[the Soccer boy accidentally kicks his ball to Sing, who does a number of tricks with one foot] Soccer Boy: Wow, can you teach me that? Sing: Sure, lesson ONE! [pops the ball, the little boy starts crying]
Ralphie: Hey Curly, what all happens in a hurricane? Curly: The wind blows so hard the ocean gets up on its hind legs and walks right across the land. Toots: And singin' this song: Rain rain, go away, little Ralphie wants to play.
Volodja: I killed myself and went to heaven and yeah, it's really good in heaven. But I regret it, 'cause I wanted to live on earth a little longer. You remain dead for all eternity, but you're alive only for a brief moment.
Little Chris: Fuckin' hell John, do you always walk around with this in your pocket? Big Chris: Hey! You use language like that again son, you'll wish you hadn't!
May McGorvey: There are four columns of lonely women in here, and only one of lonely men. The odds are on our side. Now why wouldn't any of these women want to meet a nice person like you? Ronald James McGorvey: I'm not a nice person.
Timon: I'm telling you, kid: this is the great life. No rules, no responsibilities... [he reaches into a hole in a log and various insects skitter out, with him holding a blue bug; he points to the rest of the insects] Timon: Ooh! The little cream-fi...
[Grandfather, who has laid himself down to die, wakes up] Old Lodge Skins: Am I still in this world? Jack Crabb: Yes, Grandfather. Old Lodge Skins: [groans] I was afraid of that. Well, sometimes the magic works. Sometimes, it doesn't.
Jack Crabb: [after the sergeant shoots Shadow] There was no describing how I felt: an enemy had saved my life from the violent murder of one of my best friends... The world was too ridiculous to even bother to live in.
General Custer: You came up here to kill me, didn't you? And you lost your nerve. Well, I was correct. In a sense, you are a renegade, but you are no Cheyenne Brave. Do I hang you? I think not. Get out of here.
Jack Crabb: Sure, I'm white. Didn't you hear me say, "God bless George Washington. God bless my mother."? I mean, now what kind of Indian would say a fool thing like that?
Younger Bear: Every time I believe you are dead and the buzzards have eaten your body, you come back! Jack Crabb: Yes, and I always will until you pay me the life you owe me.
Léon: You need some time to grow up a little. Mathilda: I finished growing up, Léon. I just get older. Léon: For me it's the opposite. I'm old enough. I need time to grow up.
[from trailer] Olive: Grandpa, am I pretty? Grandpa: You are the most beautiful girl in the world. Olive: You're just saying that. Grandpa: No! I'm madly in love with you and it's not because of your brains or your personality.
Olive: I'd like to dedicate this to my grandpa, who showed me these moves. Pageant MC: Aww, that is so sweet. [Audience applauds] Pageant MC: Is he here? Where's your grandpa right now? Olive: In the trunk of our car.
Grandpa: Jesus, I'm tired. I'm so fucking tired. You know how tired I am? If a girl came up to me and begged me to fuck her, I couldn't do it. That's how tired I am.
Christian: [singing] The courtesan and sitar man are pulled apart by an evil plan... Satine: [singing] but in the end she hears his song... Christian: [singing] and their love is just too strong. The Duke: [singing] It's a little bit funny, this feel...
Barbara Covett: Courage, mon brave! Sheba Hart: [kisses her fingers and throws them in the air] Barbara Covett: [voice-over] And bon voyage, to her little leprechaun! Sheba and I share a deep understanding now. No one can violate our magnificent comp...
