Bilbo: Mrs Bracegirdle, how nice to see you. Welcome welcome. Are all these children yours? Mrs. Bracegirdle: Yeah. Bilbo: Good gracious, you have been productive.
Sarah Merrit: Do you know the feeling when you're married to a really nice guy? Dr. Garrigan: You feel like a shit. Sarah Merrit: Yeah...
Mayor Tilman: Do you like baseball, do you, Anderson? Anderson: Yeah, I do. You know, it's the only time when a black man can wave a stick at a white man and not start a riot.
Leo O'Bannion: You hear about Rug? Tom Reagan: Yeah, RIP. Leo O'Bannion: They took his hair, Tommy. Jesus, that's strange, why would they do that? Tom Reagan: Maybe it was injuns.
Gil: 500 francs for a Matisse? Yeah I think that sounds fair! You know, I wonder if actually I can pick up 6 or 7?
Eric: I got a postcard from Wendy. Neil: I think she's mad at me because I owe her like 3 letters. Eric: Yeah, her last P.S. is "Tell Fuckface to write me."
Caine: My grandpa asked me one time if I care whether I live or die. Yeah I do. Now it's too late.
[West Indian Archie gives Malcolm his first gun] West Indian Archie: Now you're outfitted. You ready to tackle the streets? Malcolm X: Yeah, I'm ready. Let them come.
[playing "Cops and Robbers"] Shorty: Yeah, Red! Malcolm X: Come on, you missed me! Shorty: Try this on for size! [makes Tommy-gun noises] Malcolm X: I ducked. Shorty: [laughing] You ducked?
Helmut Grokenberger: [objecting to Yoyo's driving the cab] No, no, it's... Yoyo: What you mean 'No?' Helmut Grokenberger: It's not allowed! Not allowed! Yoyo: Look, yeah, it's allowed! This is New York!
Clark Griswald: So, this is the old homestead, eh? Cousin Eddie: Yeah. I don't know for how much longer, though. The bank's been after me like flies on a rib roast.
[Charley has explained his strategy for the upcoming fight] Boss Spearman: Sounds like you got it all worked out. Charley Waite: Yeah, except the part where we don't get killed.
Peter Gibbons: Lawrence, you awake? Lawrence: Yeah. Peter Gibbons: You wanna come over? Lawrence: No, thanks, man. I don't want you fucking up my life, too.
Peter Gibbons: [talking about the hypnotherapist he's about to see] Hey, he helped Anne lose weight. Samir: Peter, she's anorexic! Peter Gibbons: Yeah, the guy's really good.
Harmonica: The reward for this man is 5000 dollars, is that right? Cheyenne: Judas was content for 4970 dollars less. Harmonica: There were no dollars in them days. Cheyenne: But sons of bitches... yeah.
Sgt. Elias: Barnes believes in what he's doing. Chris Taylor: And you? Do you believe? Sgt. Elias: In '65, yeah. Now, no. What happened today is just the beginning. We're gonna lose this war.
Freddy Newandyke: [asked by Holdaway to describe Joe Cabot] You remember the 'Fantastic Four'? Holdaway: Yeah, with that invisible bitch, 'Flame On!' and that shit? Freddy Newandyke: The Thing; motherfucker looks like The Thing.
Eli: I wish you'd've done this for me when I was a kid. Richie: But you didn't have a drug problem then. Eli: Yeah, but it still would've meant a lot to me.
Uzi Tenenbaum: Who's your father? Chas: His name is Royal Tenenbaum. Ari: You told us he was already dead. Chas: Yeah, well, now he's really dying.
Margot: [about Richie's suicide attempt] Why'd you do it? Because of me? Richie: Yeah, but it's not your fault. Margot: You're not going to do it again, are you? Richie: I doubt it. [Margot starts to cry]
Ethel: [about Royal's fake terminal illness charade] Were you part of this, Pagoda? Henry Sherman: Of course he was. Royal: No... well, yeah, he was, but, I mean, he wasn't *that* involved.
