Mink: Listen, Bernie wants to see you. It's important. Tom Reagan: Yeah, well, I'm right here. I'm not made of glass.
Chloe Hewett Wilton: Was I dreadful? Christopher "Chris" Wilton: No, not at all, you have very unique style. Chloe Hewett Wilton: Yeah, it's called clumsy!
Craig Patrick: Hey, Herb, what's going on? We're playing the Soviets three days before Lake Placid? Herb Brooks: Yeah, how 'bout that?
Virginia McCain: We got a phone call? Busy morning. Sheriff John T. 'Buster' McCain: Yeah. Work, work, work.
Sheriff McClelland: Boy, somebody had a cookout here. Vince, Posse gunman: Yeah, it sure looks like it, Tom.
[last lines] Vincent: I think we should be leaving now. Jules: Yeah, that's probably a good idea.
Christopher: What are you doing? Christopher Gardner: Paying a parking ticket. Christopher: ...But we don't have a car anymore. Christopher Gardner: Yeah, I know...
Jake La Motta: She says he's pretty. Joey LaMotta: Yeah, well, you make him ugly.
Mickey: You know what you are? Rocky: No, what? Mickey: A tomato. Rocky: A tomato? Mickey: Yeah, and I'm running a business here, not a goddamn soup kitchen.
Pete: Hey, you were a pretty big Notre Dame fan! Frank: Yeah, and I used to collect baseball cards too!
[last lines] [Raymond is boarding a train back to Walbrook] Raymond: 'Course, three minutes to Wapner. Charlie: You'll make it. Raymond: Yeah.
[Raymond is about to go back to Walbrook on a train. He and Charlie are saying goodbye] Raymond: Very shiny train. Charlie: Yeah, sure is.
[Raymond is boarding a train back to Walbrook] Raymond: 'Course it's 10 minutes to Wapner. Charlie: You'll make it. Raymond: Yeah.
Rosemary Cross: Well, you pulled it off. Max Fischer: Yeah, it went okay. At least nobody got hurt. Rosemary Cross: Except you.
Jeff: She sure is the "eat, drink and be merry" girl. Stella: Yeah, she'll wind up fat, alcoholic and miserable.
Chuck Aule: You okay boss? Teddy Daniels: Yeah fine, I just ah, I just can't, can't stomach the water.
R.F. Simpson: Lina, you were gorgeous! Cosmo Brown: Yeah, Lina, you looked pretty good for a girl.
Cartman: Mr. Mackey, can I ask a question? Mr. Mackey: What? Cartman: What's the big fucking deal, bitch? Stan: Yeah!
Marlon: Look at that sunset, Truman. It's perfect. Truman: Yeah. Marlon: That's the big guy. Quite a paint brush he's got.
The Schofield Kid: You still think he's in there? the outhouse Will Munny: Yeah, he's in there. The Schofield Kid: Well he's holding onto his shit like it was money.
Carl Fredricksen: Tell your boss he can *have* my house. Construction Foreman Tom: Really? Carl Fredricksen: Yeah. When I'm dead!
