Ninny Threadgoode: I'm worried about my little friend Evelyn. She said her husband, Ed, would just be sitting around watching his sports on TV... and she has an urge to hit him in the head with a baseball bat. Janeen: Oh hell, that seems normal to me...
Michael: My father is no different than any powerful man, any man with power, like a president or senator. Kay Adams: Do you know how naive you sound, Michael? Presidents and senators don't have men killed. Michael: Oh. Who's being naive, Kay?
[Quill hands the Stone over to the Ravagers] Peter Quill: [as they leave] He's going to be pissed when he finds out I switched out the orb on him. Gamora: He's going to kill you, Peter. Peter Quill: Oh I know. But he's about the only family I have. G...
Rocket Raccoon: [Rocket is scooping around with his goggles and spots Peter Quill] Okay, let's see how bad does someone want ya. Forty-thousand units? Groot, we're gonna be rich! [Groot drinks from a fountain and doesn't pay attention] Rocket Raccoon...
Benjamin: Mrs. Robinson, I can't do this anymore. Mrs. Robinson: You what? Benjamin: This is all terribly wrong. Mrs. Robinson: Do you find me undesirable? Benjamin: Oh no, Mrs. Robinson. I think, I think you're the most attractive of all my parents'...
Ron: Who do you think that is? Hermione: Professor R. J. Lupin. Ron: Do you know everything? [to Harry] Ron: How is it she knows everything? Hermione: [annoyed] It's on his suitcase, Ronald. Ron: Oh.
Hiccup: [Walking through the forest and crossing out his map] Oh, the gods hate me. Some people lose their knife or their mug... No, not me, I manage to lose an entire *dragon*? [Hits a branch and it lashes back, smacking him in the face]
Walter Burns: You've got the brain of a pancake. This isn't just a story you're covering - it's a revolution. This is the greatest yarn in journalism since Livingstone discovered Stanley. Hildy Johnson: It's the other way around. Walter Burns: Oh, we...
Rob: Why'd you have to tell her about the store? Barry: Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't know it was classified information. I mean, I know we don't have any customers, but I thought that was a bad thing, not like, a business strategy [smacks Rob]
[Rob has just placed "Smells Like Teen Spirit" on a top five list] Barry: Oh, that's not obvious enough Rob. How about the Beatles? Or fucking... fucking Beethoven? Side one, Track one of the Fifth Symphony... How can someone with no interest in musi...
Gollum: Is he lost? Bilbo Baggins: Yes, yes, and I want to get unlost... as soon as possible! Gollum: Oh! We knows! We knows safe paths for hobbitses! Safe paths in the dark... SHUT UP! Bilbo Baggins: I didn't say anything... Gollum: Wasn't talking t...
Grandfather: It's my considered opinion that you're a bunch of sissies. John: You're just jealous. Norm: Leave him alone, Lennon... or I'll tell them all the truth about you. John: You wouldn't. Norm: Oh, I would, though.
Father Dominic Moran: So what happened to your eye, Bobby? Bobby Sands: What? Father Dominic Moran: Did you get a dig for yourself? Your eye. Bobby Sands: Difference of opinion. Father Dominic Moran: Mmm. How's the other fella? Bobby Sands: Oh, a lot...
Harry Potter: Sorry I made you miss the carriages by the way, Luna. Luna Lovegood: That's all right, it's like being with a friend. Harry Potter: Oh, I am your friend, Luna. Luna Lovegood: That's nice.
Col. Hans Landa: I did have something else I wanted to ask you, but right now, for the life of me, I can't remember what it is. Oh, well, must not have been important. Till tonight. [He leaves. Shosanna lets out an emotional sigh of relief and starts...
Tim: I threw up. Dr. Alan Grant: Oh, well that's OK. Give me your hand. [Tim refuses to move from the car] Dr. Alan Grant: Tim, I won't tell anyone you threw up, just... just give me your hand.
Harry: Look, you want to see something cool? [Harry pulls out a copy of a Gossamer book with a hole in it] Harmony: Oh cool! This stopped the bullet, Harry. [Harmony pokes her finger through the hole in the book. Harry taps his bullet wound] Harry: N...
Donut: [nearing death, grabs the landlord] With great power comes great responsibility... Landlady: Donut, you are badly hurt. You must keep still. Donut: This could be the end of a beautiful friendship! Landlord: Oh, Donut. Tomorrow is another day! ...
Prime Minister: I'd like to go to Wandsworth; the dodgy end. PM's chauffeur, Terry: Very good, sir. [they drive to Wandsworth] PM's chauffeur, Terry: Harris Street. What number, sir? Prime Minister: Oh, God. It's the longest street in the world, and ...
John: So, what do you reckon to our new Prime Minister, then? Judy: Oh, I like him. I can't understand why he's not married, though. John: Well, you know the type. He's, uh, married to his job. Either that, or gay as a picnic basket.
Ariel: I've never seen a human this close before. Oh he's very handsome, isn't he? [Scuttle looks at Max and scratches his neck] Scuttle: I don't know, he looks kind of hairy and slobbery to me. Ariel: No, not that one. The one playing the snarfblatt...
