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.
Andrew Largeman: Place looks good. Gideon Largeman: Oh, that's nice. Yeah, we've been doing a lot of work on it. Andrew Largeman: Really? Gideon Largeman: Actually, no. I don't know why I just said that.
[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.
[at their High School graduation, Enid and Rebecca encounter Melorra, an incredibly cute and annoying classmate] Melorra: Oh, we have to get together this summer. Enid: Yeah. That'll definitely happen.
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.
Peter McCallister: Hi. Harry: Hi. Are you Mr. McCallister? Peter McCallister: Yeah. Harry: The Mr. McCallister who lives here? Peter McCallister: Yes. Pizza Boy: Oh, good, because somebody owes me $122.50.
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?
Brad Adamson: You have a nice place here. Sarah Pierce: You think? Yeah, Richard does pretty well for himself. Brad Adamson: Oh, yeah? What's he do? Sarah Pierce: He lies.
Pumbaa: [singing] And I got down-hearted. Timon: How did you feel? Pumbaa: Every time that I... Timon: [clapping Pumbaa's mouth shut] Hey, Pumbaa, not in front of the kids. Pumbaa: [Faces the camera] Oh. Sorry.
Adult Simba: Give me one good reason why I shouldn't rip you apart. Scar: Oh, Simba, you must understand. The pressures of ruling a kingdom... Adult Simba: Are no longer yours. Step down, Scar.
