Rupert Cadell: Well well well Kenneth Lawrence, how you've grown. Kenneth: Hello ,uh, Mr... Rupert Cadell: Come on, Ken. School's out, you can say it. Kenneth: Rupert, you're the same as ever. It's awfully good to see you again. Rupert Cadell: Why?
[after seeing his father kill someone] Michael Sullivan, Jr.: Does Mama know? Michael Sullivan: Your mother knows I love Mr. Rooney. When we had nothing, he gave us a home... a life... and we owe him.
Ari: Were you in prison? Royal: Kinda. Minimum security. I got jacked by the IRS. Shall we split? Ari: Yes, sir. Royal: No, call me Mr. Tennenbaum. Ari: OK. Royal: Oh, I'm kidding. Call me Pappy.
[last lines] Captain Jean-Luc Picard: Mr. Data, lay in a course for the 24th century. I suspect our future is there waiting for us. Lieutenant Commander Data: Course laid in, sir. Captain Jean-Luc Picard: Make it so.
Dr. Josiah Boone: Well, now that the danger is past, Mr... Samuel Peacock: ...Peacock. Dr. Josiah Boone: Ladies and gentlemen, since it's most unlikely we'll ever have the pleasure of meeting again socially, I'd like to propose a toast. Major, Gatewo...
Mrs. Cartman: [singing "Blame Canada"] And my little boy eric, had my picture on his shelf / And now when he sees me he tells me to go fuck myself!
Stan: Listen Mr. homeless man, if you don't wanna buy us the tickets and not get your ten bucks and not buy yourself a bottle of vodka, then be my guest. Homeless man: Six tickets please!
Rooster Cogburn: [LaBoeuf has been talking about malum prohibitum and malum in se] It astonishes me that Mr. LaBoeuf has been shot, trampled, and nearly bitten his tongue off, and yet not only does he continue to talk but he spills the banks of Engli...
Rose: Mr. Andrews, forgive me. I did the sum in my head and with the number of lifeboats times the capacity you mentioned, forgive me, but it seems that there are not enough for everyone aboard. Thomas Andrews: 'Bout half, actually. Rose, you miss no...
Russell: [off screen in the jungle] Mr. Fredricksen? Am I supposed to dig the hole before or after? Carl Fredricksen: Nyaa! None of my concern! Russell: [after a pause] Oh... It's before! Carl Fredricksen: Nyaa! [covers his ears and shakes his head]
Mike Teevee: Look at me, I'm gonna be be the first person in the world to be sent by television! Mrs. Teevee: Mike, get away from that thing! Willy Wonka: [unenthusiastically] Stop. Don't. Come back. Mike Teevee: Lights, camera, *action*!
Willy Wonka: Now over here, if you'll follow me, I have something rather special to show you. Mr. Salt: It's special all right, I only hope my Veruca doesn't want one.
Mr. Lamson: What's going on over there at "Food Land"? Gilbert: [labeling price tags on cans] I wouldn't know, I don't shop there. [puts a can up and looks at boss] Gilbert: I'd rather die. [smiles]
[Mr Parkin is sitting on his tractor with one leg wrapped from thigh to ankle in a plastic fertiliser bag. He winces as he stretches his leg] Marwood: What happened to your leg? Isaac Parkin: Got a randy bull up there. Gave it what it need.
Auntie Em: I saw you tinkering with that contraption, Hickory. Now you and Hunk get back to that wagon. Hickory: All right, Mrs. Gale. But someday, they're going to erect a statue to me in this town, and... Auntie Em: Don't start posing for it now.
President McKenna: What do you need, William? William Stryker: Just your authorization for a special operation. President McKenna: And somehow I thought you were here to talk about school reform. William Stryker: Funny you should say that, Mr. Presid...
I originally got into this because of a five-year-old's begrudgery of his teacher. Mrs. Lawlor cast me as a tree, and I was disgusted. I was sure I had more to offer than that. It was like, 'OK, if you want me to be set dressing, fine, I'll take it o...
It was in August or September of 1995 that I met Diana, Princess of Wales. Diana and I met through Oonagh Toffolo, whose husband was recovering from heart surgery at the Royal Brompton. At the time, I was working for Professor Yacoub, the heart surge...
Ford: What is the price for the ones Platt and Eliza? Freeman: A thousand for Platt; he is a nigger of talent. Seven hundred for Eliza. My fairest price. Ford: You will accept a note? Freeman: Always from you, Mr. Ford.
Lester Burnham: Oh Carolyn, when did you become so... joyless? Carolyn Burnham: Joyless? I'm not joyless. There happens to be a lot about me that you don't know, Mr. Smarty Man. There's plenty of joy in my life.
Vic Munoz: Mr Robert Plant, he signed-signed my t-shirt five minutes ago! Please don't smear it. Oh, dear God. Please don't smear it. But five minutes ago, he touched this pen. He touched this pen!
