Red-Haired Girl - Blues Club: Oh, if you like authentic blues, you really gotta check out Blueshammer. They are so great.
Nicholas Angel: You don't mind a bit of manpower, do ya Doris? PC Doris Thatcher: [laughing] Oh, dirty bastard!
Katniss Everdeen: I'm here to drink. Haymitch Abernathy: Oh. Finally, something I can help you with.
Mrs. Ethel Chauvenet: Does Elwood see anybody these days? Veta Louise Simmons: Oh, yes, Aunt Ethel, Elwood sees *somebody*.
Reporter: Mr. Carter, now that you're out, are you still going to be The Hurricane? Rubin 'Hurricane' Carter: Oh, I'll always be The Hurricane. And The Hurricane is... beautiful.
Indiana Jones: Oh, rats! [Indiana Jones finds a whole bunch of rats in his path]
Llewyn Davis: Who is Arthur Milgrum? Al Cody: Oh that's me. I'm gonna change it legally, at some point.
Dean McCoppin: Oh, hey, I know you. Squirrel boy. Hogarth Hughes: Uh, Hogarth. Dean McCoppin: By night known as Hogarth.
Ariadne: That's some subconscious you've got on you, Cobb! She's a real charmer! Arthur: Oh, I see you've met Mrs Cobb.
Danker: Oh, I see, young people in love are never hungry.
Boy on Tricycle: [after watching the Parr Family defeat Syndrome over their house] Oh, man... [shouts] Boy on Tricycle: That was totally wicked!
Mr. Incredible: [after he's thrown his ex-boss through several walls] I'm fired, aren't I? Rick Dicker: [sarcastically] Oh, you think?
Tobacco Lawyer: Mr Motley, we have rights here. Ron Motley: Oh you have rights, and lefts, ups, downs and middles. So what?
Natalie: In case you haven't heard: picnics - they usually take place outdoors. Keith: Oh, is that what it says in the officaial picnic rulebook?
Brian: What will they do to me? Ben the Prisoner: Oh you'll probably get away with crucifixion. Brian: CRUCIFIXION? Ben the Prisoner: Yeah, first offense.
Sarah: [after eating the peach] Hoggle, what've you done? Hoggle: [leaves in fear] Oh, damn you, Jareth. And damn me, too.
Timon: Gee. He looks blue. Pumbaa: I'd say brownish-gold. Timon: No, no, no. I mean he's depressed. Pumbaa: Oh.
[Watching Simba and Nala] Timon: I tell ya, Pumbaa, this stinks! Pumbaa: Oh, sorry. Timon: Not you, THEM! Him... Her... alone.
Frank: I couldn't help noticing Dwayne has stopped speaking. Sheryl: Oh, yeah, he's taken a vow of silence.
Vitaly Orlov: [in Russian] Oh God! Yuri Orlov: [voice-over] Always resort to your native tongue in times of anger. And in times of ecstasy.
Mrs. Iselin: Oh, Raymond, what is the matter with you? You look as if your head were going to come to a point in the next thirteen seconds.
