Sam: What we need is a few good taters. Gollum: What's taters, precious? What's taters, eh? Sam: *Po-tay-toes!* Boil 'em, mash 'em, stick 'em in a stew... Lovely big golden chips with a nice piece of fried fish. [Gollum makes a noise of disgust while...
Mike: Come on, the coast is clear. Ok, all we have to do is get rid of that thing, so wait here while I get its cardkey. Sulley: But she can't stay here this is the men's room. [pause] Mike: That is the weirdest thing you have ever said. Its fine, it...
Nemo Nobody adult: [to/about Elise] I often have this dream. In prehistoric times, I can hear you screaming. I chase the bear and you're not afraid anymore, but when I wake up, there's no bear... but you're still afraid. And I'm not a bear hunter. I'...
Eulogy Performer: Here - at this final hour, in this quiet place - Harlem has come to bid farewell to one of its brightest hopes - extinguished now, and gone from us forever. For Harlem is where he worked and where he struggled and fought - his home ...
Jack Sparrow: Last time... I was here a grand total of three days, all right? Last time, the rum runners used this island as a cache, they came past and I was able to barter passage off. By the look of things, they've long been out of business. Proba...
Mr. Bennet: Lizzy, are you out of your senses? I thought you hated the man. Elizabeth Bennet: No, Papa. Mr. Bennet: He's rich, to be sure, and you will have more fine carriages than Jane. But will that make you happy? Elizabeth Bennet: Have you no ob...
Elizabeth Bennet: Are you too proud Mr. Darcy? And would you consider pride a fault or a virtue? Mr. Darcy: That I couldn't say. Elizabeth Bennet: Because we're doing our best to find a fault in you. Mr. Darcy: Maybe it's that I find it hard to forgi...
Norman Bates: Well, a son is a poor substitute for a lover. Marion Crane: Why don't you go away? Norman Bates: What, to a private island like you? Marion Crane: No, not like me. Norman Bates: I couldn't do that. Who would look after her? The fire in ...
[First lines] Guy Woodhouse: Are you a doctor? Guy Woodhouse: Yes. Yes. Rosemary Woodhouse: He's an actor. Mr. Nicklas: Oh,an actor. We're very popular with actors. Have I, uh, seen you in anything? Guy Woodhouse: Well,let's see, I-I did "Hamlet" a w...
[Richie tells his father Royal he's in love with Margot, his adopted sister] Royal: Margot Tenenbaum? Richie: Yeah. Royal: Well, since when? Richie: Since always. Royal: Does she know? Richie: Uh-huh. Royal: Well, what does she feel about that? Richi...
The Salesman: The wind rises, electric. She's soft and warm and almost weightless. Her perfume is a sweet promise that brings tears to my eyes. I tell her that everything will be all right. That I'll save her from whatever she's scared of and take he...
Stanley Kowalski: Listen, baby, when we first met - you and me - you thought I was common. Well, how right you was. I was common as dirt. You showed me a snapshot of the place with them columns, and I pulled you down off them columns, and you loved i...
[last lines] Han Solo: I'm sure Luke wasn't on that thing when it blew. Princess Leia: He wasn't. I can feel it. Han Solo: You love him, [pause] Han Solo: don't you? Princess Leia: Yes. Han Solo: All right. I understand. Fine. When he comes back, I w...
Elinor Dashwood: Poor Willoughby. He will always regret you. Marianne: But does it follow that, had he chosen me, he would have been content? He would have had a wife he loved, but no money, and might soon have learned to rank the demands of his pock...
Mrs. Dashwood: You must miss him, Elinor. Elinor Dashwood: We are not engaged, Mamma. Mrs. Dashwood: But he loves you, dearest, of that I am certain. Elinor Dashwood: I am by no means assured of his regard, and even were he to feel such a preference,...
Dug: Oh, please, oh, please, oh, please be my prisoner! Russell: Dug, stop bothering Kevin! Dug: That man there says I should take the bird... [Kevin squacks at Dug] Dug: ... and I love that man there like he is my master. Carl Fredricksen: I am not ...
Lester Burnham: How's Jane? Angela Hayes: What do you mean? Lester Burnham: I mean, how's her life? Is she happy? Is she miserable? I'd really like to know, and she'd die before she'd ever tell me about it. Angela Hayes: She's... she's really happy. ...
Lester Bangs: You CANNOT make friends with the rock stars. That's what's important. If you're a rock journalist - first, you will never get paid much. But you will get free records from the record company. And they'll buy you drinks, you'll meet girl...
Allison: I'm in the midst of doing my thesis. Alvy Singer: On what? Allison: Political commitment in twentieth century literature. Alvy Singer: You, you, you're like New York, Jewish, left-wing, liberal, intellectual, Central Park West, Brandeis Univ...
Raymond Dufayel aka Glass Man: So that's the one, there, the guy who raises his hand? Amélie: Yes. Raymond Dufayel aka Glass Man: Is she in love with him? Amélie: Yes. Raymond Dufayel aka Glass Man: The time has come for her to take some real risks...
Hiro: Wow, that's a whole lot of tungsten carbide. Honey Lemon: Five hundred *pounds* of it! C'mere c'mere c'mere, you're gonna *love* this! A dash of perchloric acid, a smidgen of cobalt, a hint of hydrogen peroxide, SUPER HEATED TO FIVE HUNDRED KEL...
