Altaira: [swimming in a pool] Come on in. Commander John J. Adams: I didn't bring my bathing suit. Altaira: What's a bathing suit? Commander John J. Adams: [quickly turning his back] Oh, murder!
Carl Showalter: Oh, fuck it, I don't have to talk, either, man! See how you like it. Just total fuckin' silence. Two can play at that game, smart guy. We'll just see how you like it. Total silence.
Ninny Threadgoode: Did you know they took my gallbladder out? Evelyn Couch: Uh, no I didn't. Ninny Threadgoode: Oh yes, still in the hospital in a jar. I guess that's where they keep them. Evelyn Couch: I guess.
Sorren: What the hell have you got in there, a piano? Sedgewick: Oh, that's very funny, mate. Sorren: Sedgewick, you won't get this thing through. Sedgewick: [pulling his trunk into the tunnel] I'll cope!
Gamora: And Quill, your ship is filthy. Gamora: [She walks away] Peter Quill: Oh she has no idea. If I had a blacklight, this would look like a Jackson Pollock painting. Rocket Raccoon: You got issues, Quill.
M. Gustave: You see, there are still faint glimmers of civilization left in this barbaric slaughterhouse that was once known as humanity. Indeed that's what we provide in our own modest, humble, insignificant... oh, fuck it.
Frank Dunne: Have another drink. Archy Hamilton: Whiskey doesn't make you look old. Frank Dunne: Oh, doesn't it just? Have you seen my dad? I know he looks like a wreck, but he's really 35.
[Brand and Andy are about to kiss after falling down] Chunk: Shame, shame! Data: I know your name! Mouth: Come on, Brand! Slip her the tongue! Stef: Oh, that's disgusting. Now I can't even look.
[Chunk glued the statue's penis on upside-down] Chunk: How's this? Mikey: Oh, you idiot! You glued it on upside-down! Brandon Walsh: If God made it that way, you'd all be pissing in your faces! Chunk: Looks fine to me.
[Vincent is looking at the 12-fingered pianist] Irene: You didn't know? Vincent: Oh, I knew. Irene: It's amazing, isn't it? Vincent: Twelve fingers or one, it's how you play Irene: That piece can only be played with twelve.
Ruffnut: Hey, watch it! That was close... [Ruffnut sees Eret] Ruffnut: [slow motion] Oh, my... Me likey. [Eret shoots the dragon trap at the Zippleback] Ruffnut: Take me.
Astrid: [punches Hiccup] That's for scaring me! Hiccup: Oh wha- wait, what is it always going to be this way? 'Cause... [Astrid grabs him and kisses him deeply] Hiccup: ...I could get used to it.
Hildy Johnson: [speaking of her fiance] He treats me like a woman. Walter Burns: Oh he does, does he? Mm-hm... how did I treat you? Like a water buffalo?
Dr. Robin Hatcher: I've told him several times "You shouldn't eat late at night". PC Doris Thatcher: Oh, I dunno. I quite like a little midnight gobble. Haha! PC Bob Walker: ...cocks.
[Nick is being introduced to the NWA for the first time and expresses his religious convictions to Reverend Shooter] Reverend Philip Shooter: Oh, you're an agnostic, then? Dr. Robin Hatcher: [calling out] I think I've got a cream for that!
Dori: Excuse me, Mr. Gandalf? Gandalf: Yes? Dori: May I tempt you with a cup of chamomile? Gandalf: Oh, no, thank you, Dori. A little red wine for me, I think.
[first lines] Mrs. Chasen: [after spotting Harold hanging from a noose in the living room] I suppose you think that's very funny, Harold... Oh, dinner at eight, Harold. And do try and be a little more vivacious.
Harold: What were you fighting for? Maude: Oh, big issues. Liberty. Rights. Justice. Kings died, kingdoms fell. I don't regret the kingdoms - what sense in borders and nations and patriotism? But I miss the kings.
Glyptodont: So, where's Eddie? Glyptodont: Oh, he said something about being on the verge of an evolutionary breakthrough. Glyptodont: Really? [Eddie is seen running off a cliff in the background] Eddie: Look, I'm flying! [thud] Glyptodont: Some brea...
Elastigirl: Let go of me! Let go, you lousy, lying, unfaithful creep... [Bob kisses her] Mr. Incredible: How could I betray the perfect woman? Elastigirl: Oh, you're referring to *me* now?
Sarah: You're him, aren't you? You're the Goblin King! I want my brother back, please, if it's all the same. Jareth: What's said is said. Sarah: But, I didn't mean it. Jareth: Oh, you didn't?
