Joey Gazelle: Remember me? Julio: Who in the fuck are you? Joey Gazelle: You got something that belongs to me; a snub nose .38. You just scored it off of Manny in a card game. I need it back.
[first lines] Detective Taylor: Neighbors heard them screaming at each other, like for two hours, and it was nothing new. Then they heard the gun go off, both barrels. Crime of passion. William Somerset: Yeah, just look at all the passion on that wal...
[last lines] Joe Oramas: It's the librarian fantasy, man. Glasses off, hair down, books flying. Finbar McBride: She doesn't wear glasses. Olivia Harris: Well, buy her some, it's worth it.
Brick Top: Listen, you fucking fringe, if I throw a dog a bone, I don't want to know if it tastes good or not. You stop me again whilst I'm walking, and I'll cut your fucking Jacobs off.
Turkish: [to Brick Top] You've still got your fight. Brick Top: No, all bets are off at the bookies, you can't change fighters. So no, I don't have my fight do I? You fucking prat!
Cosmo Brown: The new Don Lockwood. He yodels, he jumps around to music. Don Lockwood: The only problem is once they release this movie, no-one's gonna want to see me jump off the Woolworth building into a damp rag.
Colonel Sebastian Moran: [watching something moving behind a cover] What are you playing at? [cover falls off to reveal a cannon aimed at him] Colonel Sebastian Moran: ...That's not fair.
[the telegraph breaks off in mid-message] Capt. Sickel: Well? What's wrong? Telegraph operator: The line went dead, sir. Capt. Sickel: What have you got here? Telegraph operator: Only the first word, sir. Capt. Sickel: (reading) Geronimo.
Cartman: [Realizing he still has Mr. Hat] Why the hell am I still holding this thing for? [Throws him away] Mr. Garrison: [From off screen] Mr. Hat, no!
Han Solo: Can't get out that way. Princess Leia Organa: Looks like you've managed to cut off our only escape route. Han Solo: [sarcastic] Maybe you'd like it back in your cell, your Highness.
[after LaBoeuf pulls Rooster and Mattie from the snake pit, he collapses off his horse; they go to him but it's too late] Rooster Cogburn: Texican... saved my neck twice. Once after he was dead.
Fred C. Dobbs: Any more lip out of you and I'll haul off and let you have it. If you know what's good for you, you won't monkey around with Fred C. Dobbs.
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton: The downside of coming off junk was I knew I would need to mix with my friends again in a state of full consciousness. It was awful. They reminded me so much of myself, I could hardly bear to look at them.
Sergeant: Molly's first present is... Mrs. Potato Head! Repeat, a Mrs. Potato Head! Hamm: Way to go, Ida-ho! Mr. Potato Head: Gee, I'd better shave! [pulls off his moustache]
[Rose is telling the story of how she and Jack met] Lewis Bodine: Wait a second. You were going to kill youself by jumping off of the Titanic? [laughing hysterically] Lewis Bodine: All you had to do was wait two days!
[Dorothy Michaels' screen test] Rita: I'd like to make her look a little more attractive, how far can you pull back? Cameraman: How do you feel about Cleveland? Rita: Knock it off.
V: [V invites an unknowing Evey to join him in setting off a bomb] I'm a musician of sorts, and on my way to give a very special performance. Evey Hammond: What kind of musician? V: Percussion instruments are my speciality.
Danny: This pill's valued at two quid. Withnail: Two quid? You're out of your mind. Marwood: That's sense, Withnail. Withnail: You can stuff it up your arse for nothing and fuck off while you're doing it!
John: [WALL-E is looking for EVE and bumps into John, turning off his display] What-what the? [Notices WALL-E] WALL.E: [Introducing himself] WALL-E! John: Uhh... John... WALL.E: EE-va? John: [Confused] No? John.
Dan Dreiberg: Maybe this was a political killing? Rorschach: Maybe. Or maybe someone's picking off costumed heroes. Dan Dreiberg: Um. Don't you think that's maybe a little paranoid? Rorschach: That's what they're saying about me now? That I'm paranoi...
[in the X-Jet, being pursued by two fighter jets] Storm: I gotta shake them! [she does a roll with the plane and drops it sharply towards the ground, then levels off] Pyro: [looking ill] Please don't do that again. Wolverine: [looking ill] I agree.
