Mrs. Crockett: You're a long way from home, aren't you, Mr. Carpenter? Klaatu: How did you know? Mrs. Crockett: Oh, I can tell a New England accent a mile away.
Mr. Lee: Take the money. Bill Foster: You think I'm a thief? Oh, you see, I'm not the thief. I'm not the one charging 85 cents for a *stinking* soda! You're the thief. I'm just standing up for my rights as a consumer.
Bill: Were you, uh, "working" for him at the time? The Blonde: That... is none of your business. [gets up to leave] The Blonde: I think you'd better find somebody else to start telling you little stories. Bill: Oh come on, I was just joking!
Nemo: What's that? Tad: I know what that is. Sandy Plankton saw one. He called it... uh... he said it was called a "butt". Pearl: That's a pretty big butt. [swims out a little] Sheldon: Oh, look at me. I'm gonna touch the butt.
[after hearing Jeannie describe her problems... ] Boy in Police Station: There's someone you should talk to. Jeannie: If you say Ferris Bueller, you lose a testicle. Boy in Police Station: Oh, you know him?
[Marge bends over next to the overturned car, as if she's looking at something on the ground] Lou: You alright there, Margie? Marge Gunderson: Oh, I just think I'm gonna barf... Marge Gunderson: [standing up again after a moment] ... Well, that passe...
Neville Salt: [about his fiancée's deceased spouse] Oh, a neat man was he, then? Mrs. Davison: He liked a tidy place. So do I, come to that. [hits his shoulder with a glove] Mrs. Davison: Dandruff. We'll have to get you something for that.
Mama Threadgoode: It's an obituary... oh no, honey, Ruth's mother died. And this is from the Bible, it's from the Book of Ruth. And Ruth said: "Whither thou goest, I will go. Where thou lodgest, I will lodge. Thy people shall be my people."
Marcus: I've never had a hero before. But you are my hero. Miep Gies: Oh, no. No, no, no, young man, no. I am not a hero. No. I did what I had to do, because it was the right thing to do. That is all.
Phil: I have been stabbed, shot, poisoned, frozen, hung, electrocuted, and burned. Rita: Oh, really? Phil: ...and every morning I wake up without a scratch on me, not a dent in the fender... I am an immortal.
Samantha: [after James protests his inability to debate with Samantha or Henry] James, you're the best researcher I've ever seen. We couldn't do this without you. James Farmer Jr.: [angrily] Oh, there's PLENTY you do without me!
Stratwitch: Your name? Ives: Ives. [Strachwitz looks through his prisoner profiles] Stratwitch: Ives... Ives... Oh, yes. Archibald Ives. Scot. The photograph doesn't do justice. Ives: I'd like to see one of you under similar circumstances.
Melvin Udall: Oh, you were talking about your dog. I thought you were referring to that colored man inside your apartment. Simon Bishop: Uh, what color would that be? Melvin Udall: Like uh, like thick MO-lasses.
[business is terrible at Ghostbusters] Janine Melnitz: [answers the phone] Hello, Ghostbusters... Yes, of course they're serious... You do?... You have?... No kidding! Just gimme the address... Oh sure, they will be totally discreet. Thank you! [hang...
Dr. Peter Venkman: oh, wait, wait, i've always wanted to do this! and... [he yanks the tablecloth off of one of the tables, upsetting and breaking everything except a vase of flowers on the center of the table] Dr. Peter Venkman: [shouting while offs...
Edward R. Murrow: [about O'Brian accusing Hollenbeck of being a leftist] Oh, forget it, no one worth their salt reads O'Brian. Don Hollenbeck: You read him. Edward R. Murrow: See? I rest my case.
Paul Edgecomb: Your name is John Coffey? John Coffey: Yessir, Boss. Like the drink, only not spelled the same. Paul Edgecomb: Oh, you can spell, can you? John Coffey: Just my name boss. J-O...
Blondie: I mean our partnership is untied. Tuco: [looks down at the noose still hanging from his neck] Blondie: Oh no, not you, you remain tied. I'll keep the money and you can have the rope.
[as they leave the diner they see Seymour in his car getting cut up at an intersection by a big, jacked-up SUV. He screeches to a halt and shouts furiously] Enid: Oh my god. It's him! He's insane. Rebecca: We should follow him home.
Ron Weasley: Oh my God. What am I gonna do? My wife's all alone downstairs! Harry Potter: Ron, you don't have a wife. Ron Weasley: Right.
Kevin McCallister: [behind the dining room door] Oh no, I'm really scared! Harry: It's too late for you, kid; we're already in the house. We're gonna get ya! Kevin McCallister: OK, come and get me!
