Tom Reagan: Is there a point... or are you just brushin' up on your small talk? Eddie Dane: Oh, cool under fire, I like that.
Pita: There are some good things in this world. Creasy: Oh yeah, like what? Pita: Like meeting me.
[from teaser trailer] Mike: Oh, that's great, blame it on the little guy. How original. He must've read the schedule wrong with his one eye.
Mama Jenny: Oh, you hungry child? You want a little dinner? Rizwan Khan: No, I want lots of dinner.
[seeing Yao, Ling, and Chien-Po run to the lake where Mulan is bathing] Mushu: Oh! We're *doomed!* There are a couple things I *know* they're bound to notice!
Party Guest: Oh,but really biting satire is always better than physical force. Isaac Davis: No,physical force is always better with Nazis.
Annie Wilkes: Now the time has come. I put two bullets in my gun. One for me, and one for you. Oh darling, it will be so beautiful.
Colonel Blake: Get everything out of the Jeep... Radar: Don't worry about the Jeep. I'll change the numbers. Colonel Blake: ...Oh, and change the numbers on that Jeep.
Dae-su Oh: [after getting knocked over and taking a drag of a cigarette] "Dick-shit"... a new word. Television doesn't teach you swear words.
Mr. Park: We put a hypnosis-inducing drug in your water Dae-su Oh: Sodium barbiturate? Mr. Park: Ha! TV Man knows it all!
Dae-su Oh: Erasing my memory and telling me to find the truth was cowardly. I won. So die like you promised.
David: Yeah, where's our lawyer? Big Bob: Oh, I think we want to keep these proceedings as pleasant as possible.
Netherfield Butler: A Mrs. Bennet, a Miss Bennet, a Miss Bennet and a Miss Bennet, sir. Caroline Bingley: Oh for heaven's sake, are we to receive every Bennet in the country?
Jane Bennet: Oh, Lizzy, if I could but see you happy. If there were such another man for you. Elizabeth Bennet: Perhaps Mr. Collins has a cousin.
Hold me, Touch me: Oh Bialy, Bialy, darling, did I hurt you? Max Bialystock: It's only a flesh wound, lambchop.
Margaret Lord: Oh, dear. Is there no such thing as privacy any more? Tracy Lord: Only in bed, mother, and not always there.
Sam: Oh my God! They're playing good music. Patrick: Holy shit. Holy shit. They are, they're playing good music!
Reporter: Where did you get the name, "The Italian Stallion"? Rocky: Oh I made that up one night while I was eating dinner.
Hotel Barber: Oh, who did this to you? This is just not right. In fact, it's nasty... John Mason: It's a "grunge thing".
Cable car conductor: [as cable car careens down street] We're gonna crash! Save yourselves! Oh, my baby!
Alan-A-Dale: Oh, incidentally, I'm Alan-A-Dale, a minstrel. That's an old time folk singer. My job is to tell it like it is, or was, or whatever.
