Lynn Bracken: I was wondering when you'd knock on my door again, Officer White. Bud White: It's Bud. Lynn Bracken: Bud...
Jack Vincennes: I'll need another fifty dollars. That's two twenties for the two arresting officers and a dime for the watch commander.
Flight Officer David Campbell: The thing that's always worried me about being one of the few is the way we keep on getting fewer.
British Officer: You call yourself a patriot, and loyal subject to the Crown? Hawkeye: I do not call myself subject to much at all.
[while having sex with a Ugandan girl he met on the bus] Nicholas Garrigan: I'M A MEDICAL OFFICER OVERSEAS!
P.A. Announcer: Attention. Attention. All non-commission off - -Attention, all non-commissioned officers will report for short-arm inspection at 0400. That is all.
[as Hutter is on his way to Knock's real estate office] Prof. Bulwer: Wait, young man. You cannot escape destiny by running away!
Lawrence: [as Peter leaves to confess to Lumbergh about stealing money, knowing he may go to prison] Peter... watch out for your cornhole, bud.
Bill Lumbergh: Oh, oh, and I almost forgot. Ahh, I'm also gonna need you to go ahead and come in on Sunday, too...
Lawrence: [shouting through the wall from his apartment] Hey Peter, man, check out channel 9, check out this chick.
Peter Gibbons: What if we're still doing this when we're fifty? Samir: It would be nice to have that kind of job security.
Marty: You either run for office or you wind up a judge. Why become an umpire when you can play ball?
[Bob Morton has stormed off] Officer Lewis: Sorry, Sarge. I fucked up. Sgt. Reed: Forget it, kid. This guy's a serious asshole.
Echo Base Officer: Echo station 3-T-8, we have spotted Imperial walkers.
Marv: Lucille's my parole officer. She's a dyke, but God knows why. With that body of hers she could have any man she wants.
Officer Slater: [pointing gun at Evan and Seth] Spread your shit! Get on the ground! Loaded gun! Ready to go! Spread your shit! Pussies on the pavement, fellas.
[Pike previously told Kirk he would be an officer in four years] James T. Kirk: Four years? I'll do it in three.
Personnel Officer: How's your driving record? Clean? Travis Bickle: It's clean, real clean. Like my conscience.
Billy Ray Valentine: [watches cops subduing an unruly suspect] May I suggest using your night stick officer?
4th Officer Joseph Boxhall: [as Titanic plunges down into the icy waters of the ocean, boat 2 rows away] Bloody pull faster and pull!
What counts in Hollywood is box office. It doesn't really matter what people think of you as an actor because, as long as you have been in a movie that has made money, you will always get another job.
