Professor Henry Higgins: [singing] Women are irrational, that's all there is to that! Their heads are full of cotton, hay, and rags. They're nothing but exasperating, irritating, vacillating, calculating, agitating, maddening and infuriating hags!
Old Man: They are all farmers. Farmers talk of nothing but fertilizer and women. I've never shared their enthusiasm for fertilizer. As for women, I became indifferent when I was eighty-three.
Annie Wilkes: I'm your number one fan. There's nothing to worry about. You're going to be just fine. I will take good care of you. I'm your number one fan.
Altamirano: Your Holiness, a surgeon to save the body must often hack off a limb. But in truth nothing could prepare me for the beauty and the power of the limb that I had come here to sever.
Remigio da Varagine: In the twelve years I have lived here, I have done nothing but stuff my belly, shag my wick, and squeeze the hungry peasants for tithes!
Alicia: I've told you before, Mr. Devlin doesn't mean a thing to me. Alexander Sebastian: I'd like to be convinced. Would you maybe care to convince me, Alicia, that Mr. Devlin means nothing to you?
Rusty Griswold: Wow dad, we must have jumped that rail by like 50 yards. Clark: Nothing to be proud of Russ... [pauses as Rusty walks away] Clark: [proudly] ... 50 yards...
Sue Barlow: You are coming back, aren't you? Then I'll be waiting for you Charles Postlewaite. Charley Waite: [to Boss, who is riding away] You bucket mouth! Can't keep nothing private.
[after showing a little boy how to do a coin trick] Alfred Borden: Never show anyone. They'll beg you and they'll flatter you for the secret, but as soon as you give it up... you'll be nothing to them.
[Root is performing as Angier's double] Cutter: You can go back to being yourself now, Root. For nothing. Gerald Root: I'd rather be him for now. I find it... amusing.
Sam: Why do I and everyone I love pick people who treat us like we're nothing? Charlie: We accept the love we think we deserve.
Joe Cox: [shouts] Ha HAA ha-ha HA! The wreckin' crew is here! Where IS that metallic mother... Clarence Boddicker: Zip it up, will you, man? Nothing fancy. Just kill him!
Ángela: There are incredible security measures in place. We know nothing. They haven't told us a thing. We saw special forces, health inspectors wearing suits and masks, and it's not very comforting.
Paul (hotel barber): Okay, I don't want to know nothing. I never saw you throw that gentleman off the balcony. All I care about is: are you happy with your haircut?
John Doe: What sick ridiculous puppets we are / and what gross little stage we dance on / What fun we have dancing and fucking / Not a care in the world / Not knowing that we are nothing / We are not what was intended.
[about Wendy] Delbert Grady: I feel you will have to deal with this matter in the harshest possible way, Mr. Torrance. Jack Torrance: There's nothing I look forward to with greater pleasure, Mr. Grady.
Ichabod Crane: [to the Western Woods Crone] I should like to say that I make no assumptions about your occupation nor your ways, Witch... which... which... which are nothing to me, whatever you are.
Sean Parker: You think you know me, don't you? Eduardo Saverin: I've read enough. Sean Parker: You know how much I've read about you? [whispers] Sean Parker: Nothing.
Tiffany: I do this! Time after time after time! I do all this shit for other people! And then I wake up and I'm empty! I have nothing!
Capt. Malcolm Reynolds: They take you down, I don't expect to grieve overmuch. Like to kill you myself, I see you again. The Operative: You won't... [small, grim smile] The Operative: There is nothing left to see.
Shepherd Book: [dying] I killed the ship that killed us. Not very Christian. Capt. Malcolm Reynolds: You did what was right. Shepherd Book: Coming from you that means - almost nothing. [grin]
