[examining one of the gauntlets for his new and improved Batsuit, Bruce presses a button, and the spikes are launched across the room, narrowly missing Fox before they bury themselves in the wall] Lucius Fox: Perhaps you should read the instructions ...
Kate McCallister: [while on the phone, Kevin jumps onto the bed] No, we're not bringing the dog. We took him to the kennel... Hey, hey! Get off. Kevin, out of the room! Kevin McCallister: Hang up the phone and make me, why don't you?
Kevin McCallister: [behind the dining room door] Oh no, I'm really scared! Harry: It's too late for you, kid; we're already in the house. We're gonna get ya! Kevin McCallister: OK, come and get me!
[referring to Professor Moody] Ron: Brilliant, isn't he? Completely demented, of course. Terrifying to be in the same room with him. But he's really been there, you know? He's looked evil in the eye! Hermione: [darkly] There's a reason those curses a...
Indiana Jones: [as the room is burning] Dad! Professor Henry Jones: What? Indiana Jones: Dad! Professor Henry Jones: What? Indiana Jones: DAD! Professor Henry Jones: WHAT? Indiana Jones: Dad, head for the fireplace!
Llewyn Davis: Thank you, I appreciate it. I needed this, as you know. Cromartie: Yeah. Llewyn Davis: We'll be touring, right? Jim: [from across the room] Touring Uranus. Llewyn Davis: I'll get my vaccinations.
[after the Bride convinces Karen Kim not to kill her because she's pregnant, Karen backs out of the room holding a shotgun on her, then looks through the hole she blasted in the door] Karen Kim: Congratulations. [runs]
Dill Harris: Let's go down to the courthouse and see the room that they locked Boo up in. My aunt says it's bat-infested, and he nearly died from the mildew. Come on. I bet they got chains and instruments of torture down there.
[Joshua blasts his way into Murtaugh's house and finds it empty. In the living room, 1951's "Scrooge" is playing on the television] Ebeneezer Scrooge: Tell me, what day is it? Mrs. Dilber: What day? Mr. Joshua: [shoots the television] Goddamn Christm...
Sam: [In the women's dressing room] What kind of bird are you? Sparrow: [Starting to point to the other actresses] I'm a sparrow, she's a dove... Sam: [Cutting her off] No. I said... [Points to Suzy] Sam: What kind of bird are YOU? Suzy: I'm a raven.
Nemo Nobody aged 118: At my age the candles cost more than the cake. I'm not afraid of dying. I'm afraid I haven't been alive enough. It should be written on every school room blackboard: Life is a playground - or nothing.
Cop #3: [after seeing the crime scene in Glen's room] What the HELL did that, Lieutenant? Donald: I don't know. What's the coroner got to say? Cop #3: He's been in the John pukin' since he saw it.
Detective Susan Avery: Mr. Mill, have you been going to detective school? Griffin Mill: No, actually, we're doing a... a movie right now, called Lonely Room, and Scott Glenn plays a detective much like yourself. Detective Susan Avery: Is he a black w...
Raleigh: [Into tape recorder, softly] Dudley suffers from a rare disorder combining symptoms of amnesia, dyslexia, and color-blindness, with a highly acute sense of hearing. Dudley Heinsbergen: [from adjoining room] I'm not color blind, am I? Raleigh...
[Holmes picks up a gadget from the midget's workshop and it turns out to be a taser, that sends Dredger flying across the room, crushing another thug who has Watson pinned] Dr. John Watson: Holmes? What is that? Sherlock Holmes: Je ne sais pas.
Capt. Malcolm Reynolds: Come a day there won't be room for naughty men like us to slip about at all. This job goes south, there well may not be another. So here is us, on the raggedy edge. Don't push me, and I won't push you. Dong le ma?
Elinor Dashwood: I do not attempt to deny that I think very highly of him, that I... greatly esteem him... I like him. Marianne: "Esteem him?" "Like him?" Use those insipid words again and I shall leave the room this instant.
Marianne: Colonel Brandon. [Though trying to slip out, he eases slowly back into the room, almost afraid to speak] Marianne: Thank you. [a fleeting look of mild gratitude crosses his face from these first sincerely kind words she's ever spoken to him...
That feeling in the dressing room after you win - nothing comes close to that. You can't get that in any other career. Maybe in the stock market back in the '80s when people were making tons of money, maybe they felt something similar. Maybe. But loo...
I understand that I have a certain look that can be used to my advantage. I know the power of that when I walk into a room and talk to people, and I can use it as an advertising tool. Now I am actually selling me, my face, my thoughts. So I am my guy...
I love the smell of a theater. The old rooms and the carpet and all that stuff. I love to tell stories. Even before I was doing music, I saw myself as a director. So most of my songs come in a play form, you know, where there are characters and stori...
