Margaret Lord: Are you one of the musicians? Macaulay Connor: No! Margaret Lord: Oh of course, you're Junius's friend. Only you're not. Do you have any violin strings? Macaulay Connor: [digs in his pocket] I have an aspirin. Will that work? Margaret ...
Walt: We live in the suburbs, but I've got my business in town Travis: Oh yeah? What's your business? Walt: I make billboard signs for advertising. Travis: Oh yeah? So *you*'re the one who makes those signs, I love those. Some of them are beautiful. ...
Sheriff of Nottingham: Well, greetings from your friendly neighborhood tax collector. Otto: Oh, take it easy on me, Sheriff. What with this busted leg and all, I'm way behind on my work, Sheriff. Sheriff of Nottingham: I know, Otto, but you're way be...
Mother Church Mouse: Friar Tuck, we've saved this. It's not much, but please take it for the poor. Friar Tuck: Your last farthing? Oh, Little Sister, no one can give more than that! [deposits farthing into the poor box] Friar Tuck: Bless you both! Fa...
[In a telephone booth with the door closed] Raymond: Uh oh fart. Uh oh fart. Charlie: Did you fart, Ray? Did you fucking fart? Raymond: Fart. Charlie: [Trying unsuccessfully to open the door] How can you stand that? Raymond: I don't mind it. Charlie:...
Mitch: Oh I don't mind you being older than what I thought. But all the rest of it. That pitch about your ideals being so old-fashioned and all the malarkey that you've been dishin' out all summer. Oh, I knew you weren't sixteen anymore. But I was fo...
[first lines] [R2-D2 bleeps] Anakin Skywalker: Lock on to him R2. [R2-D2 responds with more bleeping] Anakin Skywalker: Master, General Grievous's ship is directly ahead. The one crawling with Vulture droids. Obi-Wan: Oh, I see it. Oh, this is going ...
Stephen Stills: Oh god!... oh man! This is a nightmare! Is this a nightmare? Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up...! Scott Pilgrim: It's just nerves! Kim Pine: Once we're on stage, you'll be fine. Stephen Stills: We were just on stage for sound check,...
Russell: [points to Kevin] I found the snipe! Carl Fredricksen: [amused] Oh, did you now? [chuckles] Russell: Are they tall? Carl Fredricksen: Oh, yes. They're very tall. Russell: Do they have a lot of colors? Carl Fredricksen: They do, indeed! Russe...
Madeleine: Oh Scottie. I'm not mad. I'm not mad. I don't want to die. There's someone within me and she says I must die. Oh Scottie, don't let me go. Scottie: I'm here. I've got you. Madeleine: I'm so afraid. [Scottie and Madeleine kiss] Madeleine: D...
Uncle Monty: Laisse-moi, respirer, longtemps, longtemps, l'odeur de tes cheveux. Oh, Baudelaire. Brings back such memories of Oxford. Oh, Oxford... Marwood: [voiceover] Followed by yet another anecdote about his sensitive crimes in a punt with a chap...
Young Boy with Coffee: Excuse me, I happened to be passing, and I thought you might like some coffee. Little Girl: Oh, that's very nice of you, thank you. [takes coffee] Little Girl: Oh, won't you sit down? Young Boy with Coffee: Cream? Little Girl: ...
Tim: Mum, this is Mary. Mum: Mary! Good Lord, you're pretty. Mary: Oh, no. It's just... I've got a lot of mascara and lipstick on. Mum: Let's have a look. Mary: [presents her face] Mum: Oh, yes. Good. It's very bad for a girl to be too pretty. It sto...
Tim: So what do you do? Mary: I'm a reader at a publisher. Tim: No! Do you read for a living? Mary: Yes, that it. I read. Tim: Oh that's so great! If that someone else asking: "What do you do for a living ?" Oh, well, I breathe. I'm a breather. I get...
Helen Sinclair: Oh, Julian. Julian Marx. I do plays put on by Balasco, or Sam Harris, not some Yiddish pant salesman turned producer. My ex-husband used to say, "If you're gonna go down, go down with the best of them." Sid Loomis: Which ex-husband? H...
Oh, I'm definitely a wild child.
Oh! blame not the bard.
NI! Oh no! Not ni!
Oh, I'm terrible at travel.
Hoggle: Oh, no... Not the CLEANERS!
Oh, I find it very easy to fall in love.
