Mr. Pink: I can say I definitely didn't do it because I know what I did or didn't do. But I cannot definitely say that about anybody else, 'cause I don't definitely know.
Marvin: I already told you I don't know anything about any fucking setup; you can torture me all you want. Mr. Blonde: Torture you? That's a good idea. I like that.
Mr. Blonde: Boy that was really exciting. I bet you're a big Lee Marvin fan aren't ya. Yeah me too. I love that guy. My heart's beatin' so fast I'm about to have a heart attack.
[Sullivan has a gun to Kelly's head] Jack Kelly: Think, Mike. Don't be stupid. I'm just the messenger. Michael Sullivan: [lowers his gun] Then give Mr. Rooney a message for me. Jack Kelly: What is it? [Sullivan shoots him]
Linus Larrabee: I always make it a point to have controls. Mr. Tyson: Yes, it's your good luck the kids are so fond of each other. Linus Larrabee: I always make it a point to be lucky, too.
Shlubb: I only seek the most lighthearted and momentary digression. The briefest indulgence in automotive pleasure. Klump: For cheap thrills. Such short-lived durability, Mr. Shlubb. You risk engendering ill will on the part of our employers.
Captain Jean-Luc Picard: Mr. Worf, do you remember your zero G combat training? Lt. Commander Worf: I remember how it made me sick to my stomach.
Osgood: [referring to his mother] Right now, she thinks I'm out there on my yacht - deep sea fishing! Daphne: Well, pull in your reel, Mr. Fielding, you're barking up the wrong fish!
Raoul Silva: Do you see what comes of all this running around, Mr. Bond? All this jumping and fighting, it's exhausting! Relax. You need to relax... Ah well, mother's calling. I will give her a good-bye kiss for you.
Charlotte Palmer: To think! We can see his insufferable house from the top of our hill. I shall ask Jackson to plant some very tall trees. Mr. Palmer: You will do nothing of the sort.
Mrs. Dashwood: [watching Brandon court Marianne] He certainly is not so dashing as Willoughby, but he has a far more pleasing countenance. There always was a something, if you remember, in Willoughby's eyes at times that I did not like.
Mrs Jennings: I think I've unearthed a secret. Sir John Middleton: Oh, no, have you sniffled one out already, Mother? You're worse than my best pointer Flossie!
[Potato Head has saved some alien toys] Alien toys: You have saved our lives. We are eternally grateful. Mr. Potato Head: Will you just leave me alone?
[Woody explains his newfound past to his old friends] Woody: Oh, you should have seen it. There was a record player. And a yo-yo. Buzz, I was a yo-yo! Mr. Potato Head: [to Hamm] WAS?
[Woody goes to the yard sale] Mr. Potato Head: Where is he going? He's nuts! Slinky Dog: His arm ain't that bad! Rex: Don't do it, Woody! We love you!
Mr. Potato Head: Remember all that bad stuff I said about Andy's attic? I take it all back. Slinky Dog: Ya darn-tootin' Hamm the Piggy Bank: You said it!
Mr. Potato Head: [after spending the night in the daycare sandbox] It was cold and dark, nothing but sand and a couple of Lincoln Logs. Hamm the Piggy Bank: Eh... I don't think those were Lincoln Logs.
Higgins: You served with Col. Donovan in the OSS, didn't you, sir? Mr. Wabash: I sailed the Adriatic with a movie star at the helm. It doesn't seem like much of a war now, but it was.
[first lines] Singh: Mr. Mills, how are you? Bryan: I'm fine. How are you? Singh: Very fine. I suppose you want to see it again? Bryan: If you don't mind. Singh: You know where it is. Bryan: Oh yeah.
James Cole: This is a place for crazy people. I'm not crazy. Dr. Owen Fletcher: We don't use the term "crazy," Mr. Cole. James Cole: Well, you've got some real nuts here.
Newscaster on TV: In charge of security, Mr Clarence Beeks of Lyndhurst Security. Billy Ray Valentine: [speaking in perfect unison with Louis] Clarence Beeks! Louis Winthorpe III: [speaking in perfect unison with Billy Ray] Clarence Beeks!
