Jayne Cobb: Ain't logical. Cuttin' on his own face, rapin' and murdering - Hell, I'll kill a man in a fair fight... or if I think he's gonna start a fair fight, or if he bothers me, or if there's a woman, or if I'm gettin' paid - mostly only when I'm...
Dr. Mathias: [referring to Dr. Simon Tam who has just helped his sister, River Tam, escape] Gave up a brilliant future in medicine as well. It's madness. The Operative: Madness? [Ambles over to the holographic projection of River and Simon escaping t...
[Jonas Skat is in a tree which Death is cutting down] Jonas Skat: Hey, you scurvy knave, what are you doing with my tree? You might at least answer. Who are you? Death: I'm felling your tree. Your time is up. Jonas Skat: You can't. I haven't time. De...
[last lines] Senator Bail Organa: Captain Antilles. Captain Antilles: Yes, Your Highness? Senator Bail Organa: I'm placing these droids in your care. Treat them well. Clean them up. Have the Protocol Droid's mind wiped. C-3PO: What? [R2-D2 beeps in a...
Sweeney Todd: You have a room over the shop, don't you? If times are so hard, why don't you rent it out? Mrs. Lovett: People think it's haunted. Sweeney Todd: Haunted? Mrs. Lovett: Yeah. And who's to say they're wrong? You see, years ago, something h...
Sweeney Todd: [sings] The history of the world, my love... Mrs. Lovett: [sings] Save a lot of graves, does a lot of relatives favors. Sweeney Todd: Is those below serving those up above. Mrs. Lovett: Everybody shaves, so there should be plenty of fla...
[last lines] Narrator: They ruled for 80 years. But no man can live forever, except he who possesses the heart of a star, and Yvaine had given hers to Tristan completely. When their children and grandchildren were grown, it was time to light the Baby...
Lt. Col. Frank Slade: Clear them little bottles off. And when I get off the phone here, call up Hyman and tell him I want it wall to wall with John Daniels. Charlie Simms: Don't you mean Jack Daniels? Lt. Col. Frank Slade: He may be Jack to you son, ...
Zep Hindle: Dr. Gordon's time is up, now I gotta do what I gotta do and... I'm afraid it has to be you that tells him he's failed. Dr. Lawrence Gordon: [in bathroom, cell phone ringing] Is that you, Zep, you bastard? I know it's you, you son of a bit...
Buzz Lightyear: Buzz, are you coming? Buzz Lightyear #2: No, I... I have a lot of catching up to do with my dad. [Buzz throws the ball back to Zurg; it hits him on the head] Emperor Zurg: Good throw, son. That's my boy! Go long, Buzzy! [throws Buzz a...
Buzz Lightyear #2: Oh no, the walls are closing in! [grabs Mr. Potato head and mounts him aganist the celing of the vent] Buzz Lightyear #2: Quick, help me prop up Vegetable man here or we're done for! Mr. Potato Head: Hey! Put me down you moron! Rex...
Woody: [Woody is trying to find directions to Andy's house on Bonnie's mother's computer. Suddenly a chat window pops up, and Woody reads the username of its sender] Who's "Velocistar237"...? Trixie: [knocks Woody aside and starts typing frantically]...
Woody: You wait. Andy's gonna tuck us in the attic. It'll be safe and warm... Buzz Lightyear: And we'll all be together. Woody: Exactly! There's games up there and books and... Buzz Lightyear: The race car track! Woody: The race car track. Thank you!...
John Connor: Where are we going? The Terminator: We have to get out of the city immediately and avoid the authorities. John Connor: Listen, I need to stop my my house. I want to pick up some stuff before we leave. The Terminator: Negative. The T-1000...
Rooster Cogburn: When's the last time you saw Ned Pepper? Emmett Quincy: I don't remember any Ned Pepper. Rooster Cogburn: Short feisty fella, nervous and quick, got a messed-up lower lip. Emmett Quincy: That don't bring nobody to mind. A funny lip? ...
Bob Curtin: Wouldn't it be better, the way things are, to separate tomorrow, or even tonight? Fred C. Dobbs: That would suit you fine, wouldn't it? Bob Curtin: Why me more than you? Fred C. Dobbs: So you could fall on me from behind, sneak up and sho...
Beeks: This is as far as we go. No more cockamamie cigar smoke. No more Swedish meatballs there, tootsie. And no more phony Irish whiskey. No more goddamn jerky beef! The party's over. Harvey: The party's over? Hey, come on! What do you mean, the par...
Billy Ray Valentine: [being pushed away by the doorman] Hey, man! I really don't appreciate this! I don't care what it is! A spiced ham! Anything! Some crackers! [the Dukes enter the building] Billy Ray Valentine: Thanks a lot. How'd you like a stump...
Tommy: How's it going with Gail? Spud: No joy yet. Tommy: How long is it? Spud: Six weeks. Tommy: Six weeks! Spud: It's a nightmare. She told me she didn't want our relationship to start on a physical basis as that is how it would be principally defi...
Bob McClane: What is it that is exactly the same about every single vacation you have ever taken? Douglas Quaid: I give up. Bob McClane: You! You're the same. No matter where you go, there you are. It's always the same old you. Let me suggest that yo...
Mr. Potato Head: [while playing Battleship] Ah, ha. B-3. Hamm: Miss. G-6. Mr. Potato Head: Aw, you sunk it! [Hamm chuckles] Mr. Potato Head: Are you peeking? Hamm: Hey, quit your whining and pay up. [Mr. Potato Head plls off one of his ears] Hamm: No...
