Badger: Mr. Fox having resolved a new plan, Badger says "Well, I guess we should, ah, probably split into a certain number of groups, and start doing something. Right?
Lt. Lockhart: [reading] ... we have a new directive from M.A.F. on this. In the future, in place of "search and destroy," substitute the phrase "sweep and clear." Got it? Private Joker: Got it. Very catchy.
Cookie: Another one of them new worlds. No beer, no women, no pool parlors, nothin'. Nothin' to do but throw rocks at tin cans, and we gotta bring our own tin cans.
New Member Ted: This was the best one *ever*! Jim Feingold: [shakes Nicholas's hand] You know, thank God you jumped, because if you didn't, I was supposed to throw you off!
Blake: These are the new leads. These are the Glengarry leads. And to you they're gold, and you don't get them. Why? Because to give them to you would be throwing them away. They're for closers.
Hiccup: [drawing a new spot on his map] So, what should we name it? [Toothless scratches under his arm with his snout] Hiccup: Itchy Armpit it is.
Bard: What news from the night-watch? Alfrid: All quiet, sir. Nothing escapes me. Bard: Except an army of Elves it would seem.
Barry: Holy shite. What the fuck is that? Dick: It's the new Belle and Sebastian... Rob: It's a record we've been listening to and enjoying, Barry. Barry: Well, that's unfortunate, because it sucks ass.
Helen Jordan: Y'know, people are always putting New Jersey down. None of my friends can believe I live here. But that's because they don't get it: I'm living in a state of irony.
Vlad: I love New Jersey. Joy Jordan: Don't you miss Russia? Vlad: Fuck the cunt of Russia. Joy Jordan: Well, I guess it's best to feel that way.
Elwood P. Dowd: Oh, you can't miss him Mrs. Chumley. He's a Pooka. Mrs. Hazel Chumley: A Pooka? Is that something new? Elwood P. Dowd: No. No, as I understand it that's something very old.
Theodore: Sometimes I think I have felt everything I'm ever gonna feel. And from here on out, I'm not gonna feel anything new. Just lesser versions of what I've already felt.
Sid: My feet are sweating. Diego: Do we need a news flash every time your body does something? Manfred: He's doing it for attention, just ignore him.
Crapgame: Hey, Oddball, this is your moment of glory. And you're chickening out! Oddball: To a New Yorker like you, a hero is some type of weird sandwich, not some nut who takes on three tigers.
Carl Denham: Listen - I'm going out and make the greatest picture in the world. Something that nobody's ever seen or heard of. They'll have to think up a lot of new adjectives when I come back.
Harry Hart: The suit is the modern gentleman's armour. The Kingsmen are the new knights. Gary 'Eggsy' Unwin: How deep does this fuckin' elevator go? Harry Hart: Deep enough.
[an ominous roar is heard, and fire illuminates the hall of Moria] Boromir: What is this new devilry? Gandalf: A Balrog. A demon of the ancient world. This foe is beyond any of you. Run!
Vinny Gambini: I got thirty fucking minutes to take a shower, get a new suit, get dressed and get to the fucking courthouse! Lisa: You fucking shower, I'll get your fucking suit!
[to his new creation, as he inserts part of his own brain] Dr. Finkelstein: What a joy to think of all *we'll* have in common. *We'll* have conversations *worth* having.
Ellis: Whatcha got ain't nothin new. This country's hard on people, you can't stop what's coming, it ain't all waiting on you. That's vanity.
Howard Beale: No, no. I'm gonna blow my brains out right on the air, right in the middle of the 7 O'clock news. Max Schumacher: You'll get a hell of a rating, I'll guarantee you that. 50 share easy.
