Officer Olson: Hiya, Norm. How ya doin', Margie? How's the fricasse? Marge Gunderson: Pretty darn good, ya want some? Officer Olson: No, I gotta - hey, Norm, I thought you were goin' fishin' up at Mille Lacs? Norm Gunderson: Yah, after lunch.
Ninny Threadgoode: Idgie and her friend Ruth ran the Whistle Stop Cafe. Idgie was a character, all right. But how anybody could have thought she murdered that man is beyond me. Evelyn Couch: I beg your pardon?
Melvin Udall: Oh, you were talking about your dog. I thought you were referring to that colored man inside your apartment. Simon Bishop: Uh, what color would that be? Melvin Udall: Like uh, like thick MO-lasses.
Lynda: You want a beer? Bob: Yeah. Lynda: Is that all you can say? Bob: Yeah. Lynda: Go get me a beer! Bob: I thought you were gonna get me one? Lynda: Yeah? Bob: I'll be right back. Don't get dressed!
Professor Henry Jones: I'm sorry about your head though. But I thought that you were one of them. Indiana Jones: Dad, they come in through the doors. Professor Henry Jones: Ha, good point.
Louis: We searched village after village, country after country. And always we found nothing. I began to believe we were the only ones. There was a strange comfort in that thought. For what could the damned really have to say to the damned?
Helen: You're late. When you asked me if I was doing anything later, I didn't realize you'd actually forgotten. I thought it was playful banter. Bob: It *was* playful banter. Helen: Cutting it kinda close, don't ya think? Bob: You need to be more... ...
Harry: [after Perry removes a gun from his crotch after shooting their captor] Wow! I was glad you had a gun in there. For a second, I actually thought you could do that, like it was some big gay thing.
Big Joe: I thought I told you to bring me some good-looking kid, not this fat, sausage-chewing wino! Kelly: Well, if you were looking for a young boy, you should have sent somebody else, Joe.
Older Scout: [narrating] There just didn't seem to be anyone or anything Atticus couldn't explain. Though it wasn't a talent that would arouse the admiration of any of our friends, Jem and I had to admit he was very good at that - but that was *all* ...
Viper: Are you ready? Po: I was born read... [Viper attacks, Po is flung and lands on his head] Viper: I'm sorry, Brother! I thought you said you were ready. Po: That was awesome! Let's go again!
Max: I often thought about him during the war; if only 1900 were here, who knows what he'd do, what he'd say. 'Fuck war' he'd say. But somehow, coming from me, it wasn't the same.
Jareth: Higgle... Hoggle: Hoggle! Jareth: Yes, If I thought that for one second that you would betray me, I would be forced to suspend you, head first, in the Bog of Eternal Stench. Hoggle: [falls to his knees] Oh no! Your Majesty, not the eternal st...
George: I always thought of myself as a house. I was always what I lived in. It didn't need to be big. It didn't even need to be beautiful. It just needed to be mine. I became what I was meant to be. I built myself a life. I built myself a house.
George: I always thought of myself as a house. I was always what I lived in. It didn't need to be big; it didn't need to be beautiful; it just needed to be mine. I became what I was meant to be. I built myself a life... I built myself a house.
Clayton Townley: Alright, I just want to know one thing. Who the hell called this meeting? Sheriff Ray Stuckey: We thought you did. Lester Cowans: You mean you didn't set this up? Clayton Townley: Of this group? Are you stupid?
Daniel Dravot: You are going to become soldiers. A soldier does not think. He only obeys. Do you really think that if a soldier thought twice he'd give his life for queen and country? Not bloody likely.
[to Louis Bernard] Hank McKenna: If you ever get hungry, our garden back home is full of snails. We tried everything to get rid of them. We never thought of a Frenchman!
[On the failure of their previous nanny] Mrs. Banks: I'm sorry, dear, but when I chose Katie Nana, I thought she would be firm with the children. She looked so solemn and cross. George Banks: My dear, never confuse efficiency with a liver complaint.
George Banks: [Going to see the bank] Remember that the bank is a quiet and decorous place, and we must be on our best behavior. Michael: But I thought it was your bank. George Banks: Yes, well, I'm one of the junior officers, so in a sense it is. So...
Caine: I thought killing those fools would make me feel good, but it really didn't make me feel anything. I just knew that I could kill somebody, and if I had to, I could do it again.
