Benji: Yup. I was there when Serge Gainsbourg died. Caroline: Weren't you like, eight? Benji: Yeah. It was the end of Euro disco.
Benji: Let's do something fun. We could go to a movie. Frances: Movies are so expensive now. Benji: Yeah, but you're at the movies.
Animal Mother: Hey, Jungle bunny. Thank God for the sickle cell, huh? Private Eightball: Yeah, Mother.
Tommy DeVito: [has just killed the talkative Morrie] I thought he'd never shut the *fuck* up. Jimmy Conway: Yeah. Pain in the ass.
Gus: [waiter drops a tray of dishes] Real nice. Just put that anywhere, pal. Yeah. [laughs] Ralph: Good save!
Christine: You got a shower in your office? Nicholas: Yeah. Christine: You an athlete or something? Nicholas: No, I'm an investment banker.
Thao Vang Lor: [Walt's smoking] You should quit. Those things are bad for you. Walt Kowalski: Yeah? So's being in a gang.
Harry: You're being stupid. Ron: Yeah, that's me. Ron Weasley, Harry Potter's stupid friend!
Laura: So you've got a list here of 5 things you'd do if qualifications and time and history and salary were no object. Rob: Yeah.
Alan Garner: You hear that? The baby's name is Tyler. Phil Wenneck: Yeah, I thought he looked more like a Carlos too, bud.
Eady: You travel a lot? Neil McCauley: Yeah. Eady: Traveling makes you lonely? Neil McCauley: I'm alone, I am not lonely.
Diego: Whoo, yeah! Who's up for round two? [pause; embarrassed] Diego: Um, t-t-tell the kid to be more careful.
Don Hewitt: I heard Wigand's deposition got sealed. Lowell Bergman: Yeah, they argued he was gonna reveal the secret formula of Kools to the world.
Earl McGraw: Son number one? Edgar McGraw: Yeah? Earl McGraw: This tall drink of cocksucker ain't dead.
Perry: Rule number 1... Harry: Yeah. Perry: This business. Real life, boring.
James Temple: Are you thieves or what? You want money, is this a robbery? Toots: Yeah, Pop, we're gonna steal all your towels.
[to a portrait of Margaret Thatcher] Prime Minister: *You* have this kind of problem? Yeah... of course you did, you saucy minx!
Dick Stensland: I got a hot date. Bud White: Yeah? Who is she and what did you arrest her for?
Guard Johnny Mack: Captain Luneau? Captain Luneau: Yeah, Mack? Guard Johnny Mack: Captain, this is some spooky shit we got here.
Mathilda: Leon, what exactly do you do for a living? Léon: [Leon] Cleaner. Mathilda: You mean you're a hit man? Léon: [reluctantly] Yeah. Mathilda: Cool.
O'Doole: Guttin' the golden calf again! I don't know whether to laugh or cry! Tom Reagan: Yeah, it's awful confusing.
