[first lines] Frank Ross: Little Frank... You take care of your mama. Little Frank: I will.
True Grit[first lines] Keyser Soze: How you doing Keaton? Keaton: I can't feel my legs... Keyser.
The Usual SuspectsJerry Lee Lewis: [to next act] Get yourselves a pine box, boys. Nobody follows The Killer!
Walk the LineJohnny Cash: [while singing while he's high on stage] Come on, man, play the fuckin' thing!
Walk the Line