Emmeline Finch: Oh Russell, I feel sick. J. Russell Finch: Now take it easy honey, these things happen ya know. Mrs. Marcus: Now what kind of an attitude is that, "these things happen"? They only happen because this whole country is just full of peop...
Kaa: [hypnotizing Mowgli and coiling him up] Please, go to sleep, sleep tight little man-cub, rest in peace... sleep... sleep... Mowgli: Ba... Bagheera? [chokes] Bagheera: Now, it's no use arguing anymore. No more talk until morning. Kaa: [laughs] He...
Ordell Robbie: Goddamn girl, you gettin' high already? It's just 2 o'clock! Melanie: [chuckling] It's that late? Ordell Robbie: You know you smoke too much of that shit, that shit gonna rob you of your own ambition. Melanie: Not if your ambition is t...
Juno MacGuff: The funny thing is that Steve Rendazo secretly wants me. Jocks like him always want freaky girls. Girls with horn-rimmed glasses and vegan footwear and Goth makeup. Girls who play the cello and wear Converse All-Stars and want to be chi...
Mac MacGuff: And this, of course, is Juno. Mark Loring: Like the city in Alaska? Juno MacGuff: No. Mark Loring: No? Hon, shall we sit down and get to know one another? Vanessa Loring: Oh, I thought I would get some drinks. What would anyone like? I h...
[first lines] Zachry: [shivering beside the fire] Oh, lonesome night. And babbits bawling, the wind biting the bone. Wind like this... full of voices. Ancestry howling at you, yibbering stories, all voices tied up into one. One voice differing. One v...
Brian Roberts: How's the, uh, gigolo campaign going? Fritz Wendel: Terrible. This week, already I'm giving up three dinner invitations to spend thirty-two marks on her. Brian Roberts: That's quite a sacrifice. Fritz Wendel: And here's the craziness: ...
Roger Strong: Frank, would you like to say grace? [Long pause] Roger Strong: Unless you're not comfortable. Frank Abagnale, Jr.: Absolutely. Two little mice fell into a bucket of cream. The first mouse quickly gave up and drowned, but the second mous...
Justin Quayle: Well, ah, I can't speak for Sir Bernard... Tessa Quayle: Oh, I thought that was why you were here? [lecture audience laughs] Justin Quayle: Well, diplomats have to go where they're sent. Tessa Quayle: So do labradors. Justin Quayle: [S...
Randal Graves: Oh, I just remembered, Caitlin's in the back. You might want to check on her. She's been back there a long time. Dante Hicks: What? There're no lights back there! Randal Graves: I know. I told her, but she said she could manage. Why do...
[first lines] Passerby: Well, I want to go over to my place and start, you know, getting it on... Ann: Oh, that's terrible. Mark: Yeah. Do you ever, uh... ballet? Ann: Be thankful. Do you have a quarter for them? Mark: Yes, I do. Ann: [gives it to st...
Georgie: [They've just stopped a band of tramps from beating up Alex] What's the trouble, sir? Alex: [looks up and recognizes them] Oh no! Dim: Well. Well, well. Well, well, well, well, if it isn't little Alex. Long time no viddy, droog. How goes? Al...
Captain Renault: By the way, last night you evinced an interest in Señor Ugarte. Victor Laszlo: Yes. Captain Renault: I believe you have a message for him? Victor Laszlo: Nothing important, but may I speak to him now? Major Heinrich Strasser: You wo...
Papa: [playing chess with Dola] What's come over you, my dear? It's not like you to challenge a ship like Goliath. You know, the odds are against you. Dola: I'm after treasure. That's all. Papa: [Chuckling] I must admit, those kids are cute! Dola: Wh...
Jasper Sitwell: Is this little display meant to insinuate that you're gonna throw me off the roof? Because it's really not your style, Rogers. Steve Rogers: You're right. It's not. It's hers. [Natasha throws Sitwell off the roof] Natasha Romanoff: Oh...
Clark: [the Christmas dinner table shudders, and loud gagging noises come from underneath. Clark looks to see where its coming from] Edward, what's wrong with the dog? Eddie: [Looks underneath the table] Oh, he's just yakkin' on a bone. [Grotesque ba...
Reverend Clement Hedges: To kill such a creature will require nerves of steel and... a bullet! [lightning strikes] Lord Victor Quartermaine: A bullet? [lightning strikes] Reverend Clement Hedges: A bullet! [lightning strikes] Lord Victor Quartermaine...
Antonio: [suave] And my dream is to one day play video games for a living. Margo: [romantically] Wow. [chuckles] Margo: You're so complicated. Gru: Margo... [the tweens look up and, once seeing Gru, Margo gasps in astonisment] Gru: [attempts a smile]...
Sister Aloysius Beauvier: May I ask what you are writing down with that ball-point pen? Father Brendan Flynn: Oh, nothing. It's an idea for a sermon. Sister Aloysius Beauvier: You have one right now? Father Brendan Flynn: I get them all the time. Sis...
Donnie: You're such a fuck-ass! Rose Darko: Please. Elizabeth: What? Did you just call me a "fuck-ass"? Rose Darko: Elizabeth, that's enough. Elizabeth: You can go suck a fuck. Donnie: Oh, please, tell me, Elizabeth, how exactly does one suck a fuck?...
Roger: Aww, God! Oh, Jesus Christ! Peter: What is it? Roger: My bag! I left my goddamn bag in the other truck! Peter: [stops driving the truck] All right, trooper, you better screw your head on. Roger: [hyped tone] Yeah, yeah, yeah; c'mon, c'mon c'mo...
