Vincent: That's the Marilyn Monroe section that's Mamie Van Doren... I don't see Jayne Mansfield, she must have the night off or something.
Tex: [to Elias] Goddamn it, Elias, don't mess with my pig. I ain't getting greased on this bush tonight, so you keep this sorry cheese-dick off my ass.
Dr. Lesh: Well, I'm off. Now these tapes, I am going to have to present them you know. Steve: But please, not on "60 Minutes". Diane: Or "That's Incredible."
Carnival Barkers: Tobacco Row, Tobacco Row! Get your cigars, cigarettes, and chewing tobacco! Come on in and smoke your heads off! There's nobody here to stop you!
Will Turner: I can get you out of here Jack Sparrow: How's that... the key's run off.
Dutch: This cabinet minister: does he always travel on the wrong side of the border? Major General Phillips: [pause] Apparently they strayed off course. And we're fairly certain they're in guerrilla hands.
[upon walking into his house and finding his father watching TV] Joey Gazelle: Hey, pops. What are you doing there? Whacking off to the E! Channel again?
[last lines] Ivan: Look... [shows a photo to Andrey] Andrey: Hide it. [Ivan puts the photo back] Ivan: Andrey, my feet are wet. Andrey: Take your shoes off.
Photographer: I got your picture man, I got your picture! David Mills: Oh yeah? Detective Mills, M-I-L-L-S, fuck off!
Policeman: [calling on the phone] Coroner's office. Who's on this line? Hedda Hopper: [in Norma's room, on the phone] I am. Now, get off. This is more important.
David Larrabee: Morning, Linus. Where're you off to? Linus Larrabee: The office. Where do you think? David Larrabee: The office? On Sunday? Linus Larrabee: Today is Wednesday. David Larrabee: Wednesday?
P.L. Travers: [as she throws a Mickey Mouse doll off her bed] You can stay over there until you learn the art of subtlety.
Dwight: [after asking Miho to put Jackie-Boy out of his misery] She doesn't quite chop his head off. She makes a Pez dispenser out of him.
Capt. Malcolm Reynolds: Ready to get off this heap, back to civilized life? Inara Serra: I, uh... I don't know. Capt. Malcolm Reynolds: Good answer.
C-3PO: Is there anything I can do? Luke Skywalker: Not unless you can alter time, speed up the harvest or teleport me off this rock.
[a group of Stormtroopers have found the escape pod] Stormtrooper Officer: Someone *was* in the pod. The tracks go off in this direction. Stormtrooper: [holding up a ring of metal] Look, sir: Droids.
Princess Leia Organa: Looks like you've managed to cut off our only escape route. Han Solo: [sarcastically] Maybe you'd like it back in your cell, your highness.
Rex: [as Al drives off] How are we going to get him now? Mr. Potato Head: Pizza, anyone? [camera pans to reveal the Pizza Planet delivery truck]
Dale: How is he even walking right now, Tuck? Tucker: He looks like he's gonna walk it off, he's gonna be fine!
Mattie Ross: [watching Rooster load his revolver] Why do you keep that one chamber empty? Rooster Cogburn: So I won't shoot my foot off.
Curtis: [talking about Hanna, their deaf daughter] I still take off my boots not to wake her. Samantha: [whispering] I still whisper.
