[about Hogwarts] Sirius Black: It's beautiful, isn't it? I'll never forget the first time I walked through those doors. It'll be nice to do it again as a free man. [about Pettigrew] Sirius Black: That was a noble thing you did back there. He doesn't ...
Rod McCallister: [watching Old Man Marley] What's he doing now? Buzz McCallister: He walks up and down the streets every night, salting the sidewalks. Rod McCallister: Maybe he's just trying to be nice. Buzz McCallister: No way. See that garbage can ...
Smaug: And what about your little dwarf friends? Where are they hiding? Bilbo Baggins: Dwarves... No. No dwarves here. You've got that all wrong. Smaug: Oh, I don't think so, Barrel-Rider! They sent you in here to do their dirty work, while they skul...
[testing his rocket boots for the first time] Tony Stark: Okay, let's do this right. Start mark, half a meter and to the right. Dummy, look alive, you're on standby for fire safety. You, roll it. Activate hand controls... okay, we're gonna start off ...
Mr. Incredible: No, you're that kid from the fan club. Brophy... Brody... Buddy! Buddy... Buddy: My name is IncrediBoy. Mr. Incredible: Look, I've been nice, I've stood for photos, signed every scrap of paper you pushed at me, but this... Buddy: Oh, ...
[Atticus on the porch overhearing their conversation] Scout: How old was I when Mama died? Jem: Two. Scout: How old were you? Jem: Six. Scout: Old as I am now? Jem: Uh-huh. Scout: Was Mama pretty? Jem: Uh-huh. Scout: Was Mama nice? Jem: Uh-huh. Scout...
Anne: She is out foolin' around with that boy until two o'clock in the morning and it has got to stop! I didn't spend seventeen years of my life raising a daughter and giving her EVERYTHING, so she could throw it away on a summer romance! Young Allie...
Jack Sparrow: [to Weatherby Swann] I think we've all arrived at a very special place. Spiritually, ecumenically, grammatically. Jack Sparrow: I want you to know that I was rooting for you. Know that. [to Commodore Norrington] Jack Sparrow: Elizabeth....
Elizabeth (Liz) Imbrie: I remember your honeymoon quite well. You and she on a little sail boat, the "True Love", wasn't it? C. K. Dexter Haven: Yes it was. How did you know? Elizabeth (Liz) Imbrie: I was the only photographer whose camera you didn't...
Mr. Pink: Look, I ordered coffee. Now we've been here a long fucking time and she's only filled my cup three times. When I order coffee, I want it filled *six* times. Mr. Blonde: Six times. Well, what if she's too fucking busy? Mr. Pink: The words "t...
Virgil Earp: What the hell kinda town is this? Morgan Earp: Nice scenery. Doc Holliday: Well, an enchanted moment. Josephine Marcus: Interesting little scene. I wonder who that tall drink of water is. Mr. Fabian: My dear, you've set your gaze upon th...
Dorothy: Now which way do we go? Scarecrow: Pardon me, this way is a very nice way. Dorothy: Who said that? [Toto barks at scarecrow] Dorothy: Don't be silly, Toto. Scarecrows don't talk. Scarecrow: [points other way] It's pleasant down that way, too...
Lieutenant Schrank: [as they exit] Say goodbye to the nice boys, Krupke. Officer Krupke: Goodbye, boys. Snowboy: [mimicking Krupke] "Goodbye, boys." Action: [mimicking Shranke] "You hoodlums don't own the streets." Snowboy: "Go play in the park!" Act...
Detective Fine: [From outside Moloch's apartment] Rorschach! This is the police, we know you're in there. Rorschach: No! No! Detective Fine: [From outside Moloch's apartment] If there's anybody in there with you, send 'em out unharmed. Rorschach: No!...
Rainer Wenger: Mr. Wieland! Dieter Wieland: Mr. Wenger. Rainer Wenger: About the project week... Dieter Wieland: Yes, and? Rainer Wenger: Can we switch? I got autocracy. Dieter Wieland: Alea iacta est. The die has been cast. Rainer Wenger: You know I...
Columbus: You know there's a place untouched by all this crap? Tallahassee: Back east, yeah? Columbus: Yeah. Yeah. You heard the same thing? Tallahassee: Out west, we hear it's back east. Back east, they hear it's out west. It's all just nonsense. Yo...
Mitzi: [as Felicia starts painting over the graffiti on their bus, which is stranded in the middle of nowhere] Purple? Felicia: It's not *purple*, it's *lavender*. Whaddaya think? Mitzi: It's nice... in a hideous sort of a way. Mitzi: [to Bernadette,...
Bender: Claire, you wanna see a picture of a guy with elephantitis of the nuts? It's pretty tasty. Claire: No thank you. Bender: How does he ride a bike? Bender: Oh Claire, would you ever consider dating a guy who looked like this? Claire: Can't you ...
Lorraine Baines: Kids, we're gonna have to eat this cake by ourselves. Your Uncle Joey didn't make parole again. [drops the cake on the dining table. It reads "Welcome Home, Uncle Joey"] Lorraine Baines: I think it would be nice if you all dropped hi...
Jesse: Sometimes I dream about being a good father and a good husband. And sometimes it feels really close. But then other times it seems silly like it would ruin my whole life. And it's not just a fear of commitment or that I'm incapable of caring o...
Great travel writing consists of equal parts curiosity, vulnerability and vocabulary. It is not a terrain for know-it-alls or the indecisive. The best of the genre can simply be an elegant natural history essay, a nicely writ sports piece, or a well-...