Mary Ann: Oh that's nice. So now cheating on your husband makes you a feminist? Sarah Pierce: No, no, no. It's not the cheating. It's the hunger - the hunger for an alternative and the refusal to accept a life of unhappiness.
May McGorvey: [Helping Ronnie get ready for his date] There, you look handsome. She won't be disappointed. Ronald James McGorvey: Yeah, wait till she hears about my criminal record.
Louise Pendrake: Well, Jack. Now you know. This is a house of ill fame. And I'm a fallen flower. This life is not only wicked and sinful. It isn't even any fun.
Jack Crabb: I love Jesus and Moses and all of them... Louise Pendrake: [authoritatively] There's quite a difference. Moses was a Hebrew, but Jesus was a gentile, like you and me.
Jack Crabb: [voiceover] He believed that he needed one more victory over the Indians to be nominated for President of the United States. That is a true historical fact.
Old Lodge Skins: You make all things and direct them in their ways, oh Grandfather, and now, you have decided the Human Beings will soon walk a road that leads nowhere.
Jack Crabb: [Narration; upon finding his white wife among the Cheyenne] It was Olga! She had never learned much English, but she sure as hell had learned Cheyenne!
Jack Crabb: I don't understand it, grandfather, why would they kill women and children? Old Lodge Skins: Because they are strange. They do not seem to know where the center of the Earth is.
Galadriel: [to Fellowship] The Quest stands upon the edge of a knife. Stray but a little, and it will fail, to the ruin of all. Yet hope remains while the Company is true.
Grandpa: Every night it's the fucking chicken! Holy God Almighty! Is it possible just once we could get something to eat for dinner around here that's not the goddamned fucking chicken?
Olive: Can I get the, uh, waffles? And, um, what does "a la mode-y" mean? Diner Waitress: Oh that means it comes with ice cream! Olive: Ok. A la mode-y then.
Sulley: [Boo is hopping up and down like she has to use a toilet] Say, that's a cute little dance you got there. It almost looks like you have to... Oh!
Fa Zhou: Honorable ancestors, please help Mulan impress the matchmaker today. [Little Brother runs by dragging a sack of feed; chickens start pecking the grain left behind] Fa Zhou: Please. *Please* help her.
Jimmy Markum: And it's really starting to piss me off, Dave! She's my own little daughter, and I can't even cry for her! Dave Boyle: Jimmy, you're crying now.
Vin: What're you gonna do when Calvera comes? Old Man: At my age, a little excitement is welcome. Don't worry. Why would he kill me? Bullets cost money.
Lieutenant: I think we can handle one little girl. I sent two units, they're bringing her down now. Agent Smith: No lieutenant, your men are already dead.
[Pearl reaches to touch Powell's switchblade] Rev. Harry Powell: No, no! Don't you touch that, little lamb. Don't touch my knife, that makes me mad. That makes me very, very mad.
Cousin Eddie: How do you like yours, Clark? Clark: Oh, medium rare, a little pink inside. Cousin Eddie: No, I mean your bun.
Clark: Aah, what d'ya say honey? Ohh. Despite all the little problems, it really is fun isn't it? Ellen Griswold: No. But with every new day there's fresh hope.
Boss Spearman: She ought not to sneak up like that. Charley Waite: She weren't sneaking. I scared that woman half to death. Boss Spearman: Scared me a little bit too.
Ofelia: Mercedes, do you believe in fairies? Mercedes: No. But when I was a little girl, I did. I believed in a lot of things I don't believe anymore. Ofelia: Last night a fairy visited me.
