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.
[watching a TV news broadcast about the Bailey Scandal in 1968] Fat Moe: Take the money and run, Noodles. What's keeping you here? Noodles: Curious...
Dr. Berger: So what are you thinking now? Conrad "Con" Jarrett: That I jack off a lot. Dr. Berger: So what else is new? Does it help? Conrad "Con" Jarrett: For a minute.
[Levy suggested that writers could be eliminated and any old news story could provide a movie story idea] Bonnie Sherow: "Further Bond Losses Push Dow Down 7.15." I see Connery as Bond.
Mrs. Danvers: [the new Mrs. de Winter wants to dispose of Rebecca's letters] But these are Mrs. de Winter's things. The Second Mrs. de Winter: I *am* Mrs. de Winter now!
[OCP executive Bob Morton is interviewed on Mediabreak] Robert 'Bob' Morton: At Security Concepts, we're projecting the end of crime in Old Detroit within forty days. There's a new guy in town. His name is RoboCop.
