Reverend Lemon: [sees Ed come out in drag] Mr. Wood, what do you think you're doing! Edward D. Wood, Jr.: I'm directing. Ed Reynolds: Not like *that* you're not. Reverend Lemon: Remove that getup immediately. You shame our lord.
Mr. Lee: Take the money. Bill Foster: You think I'm a thief? Oh, you see, I'm not the thief. I'm not the one charging 85 cents for a *stinking* soda! You're the thief. I'm just standing up for my rights as a consumer.
[on the phone] Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Well, Sir, Mr. Copeland was a bad man. He was gonna shoot one of my kids. [pauses] Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Well, sir, you can blame me, I'm the one that shot him.
Percy Wetmore: [after finding Mr. Jingles alive after he steps on him] You switched 'em. You switched 'em somehow, you bastards. Brutus "Brutal" Howell: Yeah I always keep a spare mouse in my wallet for occasions such as this.
Ollivander: He's after you, Mr. Potter. You really don't stand a chance. Harry Potter: I suppose I'll have to kill him before he finds me.
Professor Severus Snape: For myself and a few select members of staff, this news comes as little surprise. We have for some time now considered Mr. Potter's return to Hogwarts as not merely possible, not inevitable.
[from trailer] Gandalf: You asked me to find the fourteenth member of this company and I have chosen Mr. Baggins. Bilbo Baggins: Me? No! No No No! Gandalf: Hobbits can pass unseen by most if they choose, which gives us a distinct advantage.
Capt. Bart Mancuso: Mr. Ryan... Jack Ryan: He's defecting. Capt. Bart Mancuso: And he can't change his mind? Jack Ryan: He's not going to change his mind. Capt. Bart Mancuso: Are you willing to bet your life on that?
Dumbledore: Also, our caretaker, Mr. Filch, has asked me to remind you that the third-floor corridor on the right-hand side is out of bounds to everyone who does not wish to die a most painful death.
Walter Donovan: Find the man and you'll find the Grail. Indiana Jones: You've got the wrong Jones, Mr. Donovan. Why don't you try my father? Walter Donovan: We already have. Your father is the man who has disappeared.
George Bailey: You're not talking to someone else? You know me, remember me, George Bailey? Mr. Potter: George Bailey. George Bailey, whose ship has just come in. Provided he has enough brains to climb aboard.
Helen: I love you, but if we're going to make this work, you have to be more than Mr. Incredible. You know that, don't you? Priest: ...so long as you both shall live? Bob: I do.
Johnny Weng: What's going on? Why are you putting yourself out for this schmuck? I don't understand you. You got a serious case of conscience. Sydney: He's my best friend, Mr. Weng. Johnny Weng: Buddy, this ain't no kindergarten.
Karen: Loitering around the jewelry section, I see! Harry: No. I was just looking around. Karen: Don't worry, my expectations are not that high after 13 years of Mr. "Oh-but-you-always-LOVE-scarves"! Actually, I do love this one.
Parvus: It doesn't matter! You're all going to die in a day or two. Gregory: It may not matter to you, Roman, but it certainly matters to us. Doesn't it, darling? Mrs. Gregory: Oh, rather. Gregory: Under the terms of the Roman occupancy, we're entitl...
Stan: Listen I'm only telling the truth. You have got a very big nose. Mr. Big Nose: Hey. Your nose is going to be three foot wide accross your face by the time I'm finished with you!
Pu Yi, at 15: Is it true, Mr. Johnston, that many people out there have had their heads cut off? Reginald Fleming 'R.J.' Johnston: It is true, your majesty. Many heads have been chopped off. It does stop them thinking.
Sam: [tearing the spider silk away from Frodo's face] Oh no! Frodo... Mr. Frodo, wake up... Don't leave me here alone. Don't go where I can't follow... Wake up.
Sam: Mordor... the one place in Middle-Earth we don't want to see any closer... the one place we're trying to get to... is just where we can't get. Let's face it, Mr. Frodo. We're lost!
Maggie Fitzgerald: [first meeting] Mr. Dunn? Frankie Dunn: Hmm. I owe you money? Maggie Fitzgerald: No sir. Frankie Dunn: I know your mama? Maggie Fitzgerald: Don't rightly know, sir. Frankie Dunn: Then what is it you want?
Ebenezer Scrooge: Christmas is a very busy time for us, Mr. Cratchit. People preparing feasts, giving parties, spending the mortgage money on frivolities. One might say that December is the foreclosure season. Harvest time for the money-lenders.
