Nicky Santoro: You took your boots off? You put your feet on the table? You shit-kicking, stinky, horse-manure-smellin' motherfucker you. You fuck me up over there, I'll stick you in a hole in the fuckin' desert.
[a cowboy has his sock-feet on a table in the casino] Ace Rothstein: [to Sherbert] I don't give a shit who he's connected to. Tell him to take his fuckin' feet off the table. What's he think this is, a goddamn sawdust joint?
[looking at portraits the founders of SHIELD - Howard Stark, Chester Phillips, and Peggy Carter] Natasha Romanoff: That's Stark's father. Who's the girl? [Steve looks at Agent Carter's portrait, and moves off quietly]
[Roger and Rico point their guns at each other, at point blank range] Roger: Hold it! [Rico breaks and begins to run away] Roger: Don't go out there! [Rico is shot and screams as he falls off the tenement rooftop]
Tony: The fire has been called off, my friend. No one is coming to help you. You might as well come out and join the others. I promise I won't hurt you.
Salvatore Maroni: I thought the D.A. just played golf with the mayor, things like that? Harvey Dent: Tee off's one-thirty, more than enough time to put you away for life, Sally.
Mina Harker: How did Lucy die? Was she in great pain? Professor Abraham Van Helsing: Yeah, she was in great pain! Then we cut off her head, and drove a stake through her heart, and burned it, and then she found peace.
[after dropping McClane off in Harlem with a sign that says "I hate niggers"] Inspector Cobb: We'll be back to pick you up in fifteen minutes. John McClane: Take your time. I expect to be dead in four.
Queen Mary: When I look at you I see nothing of the king, only that whore, your mother. My father never did anything so well as to cut off her head. Elizabeth: Your Majesty forgets he was also my father.
Nikolai Luzhin: [referring to Soyka] Okay. Now I'm going to do his teeth and cut off his fingers. You might want to leave room. [Nikolai motions for Azim to go away, and then puts out his cigarette on his tongue]
Brian Taylor: We can't hold them off. We gotta lay down a base of fire and pivot. Mike Zavala: What the fuck does that mean, dude? Brian Taylor: We're shooting our way out of here, bro.
Chris MacNeil: Oh no, that was no spasm. I got on the bed. The whole bed was thumping and rising off the floor and shaking. The whole thing, with me on it! Dr. Klein: Mrs. MacNeil, the problem with your daughter is not her bed; it's her brain.
Tyler Durden: Fuck off with your sofa units and strine green stripe patterns, I say never be complete, I say stop being perfect, I say let... lets evolve, let the chips fall where they may.
Tyler Durden: [the Narrator places the gun under his chin and cocks back the hammer] Now why would you want to go and blow your head off? Narrator: Not my head, Tyler, *our* head.
Ray Kinsella: See if you can hit my curve. [Shoeless Joe lines the next pitch back through the box, knocking Ray off the mound] Ray Kinsella: Yeah. Yeah, you can hit the curve ball.
[the Priest runs outside the Temple as the Mondoshawan ship lifts off] Priest: I will fulfill my mission! You can count on me! [holds up the key] Priest: I will pass the knowledge on, until you return!
Forrest Gump: [in the Watergate hotel; on phone with security] Yeah, sir, you might want to send a maintenance man over to that office across the way. The lights are off, and they must be looking for a fuse box, 'cause them flashlights, they keep me ...
John Smith: [first words to his new cell mate] You jerk off? Face the wall. You break wind? Put your ass to the door. You shit or piss? In the can. You do all that, we'll get along famously.
[after Mortimer opens safe, Indio declares a cooling off time for the loot] El Indio: [to Mortimer] And you will wait a month to get your share. Col. Douglas Mortimer: Naturally!... I'll be in the tavern.
[as the pelicans watch Gerald choking on his breakfast] Nigel: Reckon somebody oughta help the poor guy. Pelicans: [all shrug and mutter] Yeah, yeah right... Nigel: [sarcastically] Well, don't everybody fly off at once.
Sloane: The city looks so peaceful from up here. Ferris: Anything is peaceful from one thousand, three hundred and fifty-three feet. Cameron: I think I see my dad.
