Creasy: I am going to ask questions. If you don't answer fully and truthfully, you will suffer much more than you have to. I'm going to cut your fingers off. One by one, if I have to.
Sergeant Major: Is there something YOU'D all rather be doing than marching about the square? You'd all rather be at the pictures, I suppose. [Everyone agrees] Sergeant Major: Well, off you go.
Nux: [In the midst of a massive, violent sandstorm, after witnessing his fellow WarBoys sucked off the War Rig into a vortex] Oh, what a day... what a lovely day!
Imperator Furiosa: [to Immortan Joe] Remember me! [Throws Joe's mask hose into the rear wheels of his vehicle, tearing off his lower face and killing him instantly]
Jimmy Markum: And it's really starting to piss me off, Dave! She's my own little daughter, and I can't even cry for her! Dave Boyle: Jimmy, you're crying now.
Altamirano: Your Holiness, a surgeon to save the body must often hack off a limb. But in truth nothing could prepare me for the beauty and the power of the limb that I had come here to sever.
Clown: [singing] I am the Clown with the tear-away face! [Pulls face off] Clown: [Demonic voice] Here in a *flash* and gone without a trace! [vanishes in a puff of smoke]
Roger Thornhill: Now, what can a man do with his clothes off for twenty minutes? Couldn't he have taken an hour? Eve Kendall: You could always take a cold shower.
Bastian's Father: Good morning, Bastian. Bastian: [trying to get the lid off of a jar] Morning, Dad. I had another dream, Dad, about Mom.
[driving while drunk] Alicia: How am I doing? Devlin: Not bad. Alicia: Scared? Devlin: No. Alicia: No... no, you're not scared of anything, are you? [the car nearly swerves off-road] Devlin: [correcting himself] Not too much!
Dr. Berger: So what are you thinking now? Conrad "Con" Jarrett: That I jack off a lot. Dr. Berger: So what else is new? Does it help? Conrad "Con" Jarrett: For a minute.
Westley: Give us the gate key. Yellin: I have no gate key. Inigo Montoya: Fezzik, tear his arms off. Yellin: Oh, you mean *this* gate key.
Jules: I hate to shatter your ego, but this is not the first time I've had a gun pointed at me. Pumpkin: You don't take your fucking hand off that case, it'll be your last.
Sergeant Mac Eliot: I know one thing, Major, I drew down and fired straight at it. Capped off two hundred rounds in the minigun, full pack. Nothing... Nothing on Earth could've lived. Not at that range.
Ulla: [Sees Max and Leo and takes off dress] We make love? Max Bialystock: No, we don't make love. Go to work. [Ulla starts dancing to music on record player]
Macaulay Connor: [drunk, to driver] Well, this is where Cinderella gets off, now you hurry back to the ball before you turn into a pumpkin and six white mice, goodbye.
Pink: Stop! I wanna go home, take off this uniform, and leave the show. I'm waiting in this cell because I have to know... have I been guilty all this time?
Crawford Family Maid: You're shivering, John. Are you cold? Jim Stark: [Gets up from his seat and takes his jacket off] You want my jacket?
Paul (hotel barber): Okay, I don't want to know nothing. I never saw you throw that gentleman off the balcony. All I care about is: are you happy with your haircut?
[Ray and Charlie are sitting at a duck pond. Ray is staring off into space] Charlie: Raymond, what are you looking at? The ducks are over here. What are you looking at? Raymond: I don't know.
[Max has just petitioned to make Latin a required subject] Magnus Buchan: [heavy Scottish brogue] Why dincha just piss off, Fischer? Ya dotty wee skid mark! Max Fischer: Is that Latin?
