Dumbledore: Also, our caretaker, Mr. Filch, has asked me to remind you that the third-floor corridor on the right-hand side is out of bounds to everyone who does not wish to die a most painful death.
Col. Hans Landa: What a tremendously hostile world that a rat must endure. Yet not only does he survive, he thrives. Because our little foe has an instinct for survival and preservation second to none... And that, Monsieur, is what a Jew shares with ...
Bailey Child - Pete: Daddy, the Brown's next door have a new car. You should see it. George Bailey: Well, what's the matter with our car? Isn't it good enough for you? Bailey Child - Pete: Yes, Daddy.
Cobb: If I get on this plane and you don't honor our agreement, when we land, I go to jail for the rest of my life. Saito: Complete the job en route. I make one phone call from the plane. You'll have no trouble getting through Immigration.
Older Scout: [narrating] There just didn't seem to be anyone or anything Atticus couldn't explain. Though it wasn't a talent that would arouse the admiration of any of our friends, Jem and I had to admit he was very good at that - but that was *all* ...
Miss Maudie Atkinson: Jem. Jem: Yes, ma'am? Miss Maudie Atkinson: I don't know if it will help saying this to you... some men in this world are born to do our unpleasant jobs for us... your father is one of them. Jem: Oh, well.
May McGorvey: There are four columns of lonely women in here, and only one of lonely men. The odds are on our side. Now why wouldn't any of these women want to meet a nice person like you? Ronald James McGorvey: I'm not a nice person.
Goli: Will our dream ever come true? No, Bhuvan. It hurts too much to dream like that. Bhuvan: Have faith, Goli. He who has truth and courage in his heart shall win in the end.
Faramir: Mithrandir! They broke through our defenses! They've taken the bridge and the west bank. Battalions of Orcs are crossing the river. Irolas: It is as the Lord Denethor predicted. Long has he forseen this doom. Gandalf: Forseen and done nothin...
Mark MacPherson: On Saturday when our men went to the hotel to tell you that Laura Hunt was dead you seemed sincerely shocked. Shelby Carpenter: I was. I hadn't expected that mistake. Mark MacPherson: But you had your alibi ready no matter who was de...
Olive: I'd like to dedicate this to my grandpa, who showed me these moves. Pageant MC: Aww, that is so sweet. [Audience applauds] Pageant MC: Is he here? Where's your grandpa right now? Olive: In the trunk of our car.
Yuri Orlov: Here, I have been running away from violence my whole life. I should have been running towards it. It's in our nature. Earliest human skeletons had spearheads in their heads and ribcages.
Clayton Townley: In the courts of Mississippi, they have been reminded, that they cannot, by force, turn our communities into replicas of their communities... communities in which negroes run riot, unrestrained and unpunished, as they do this summer ...
God: What are you doing now? King Arthur: Averting our eyes, oh Lord. God: Well, don't. It's just like those miserable psalms, they're so depressing. Now knock it off!
María Álvarez: What about our money? Felipe: What about it? You two ran off with the merchandise! María Álvarez: You have the pellets back! Felipe: Exactly, we have them back and we don't need you anymore. You're not worth a fuck now.
[to Louis Bernard] Hank McKenna: If you ever get hungry, our garden back home is full of snails. We tried everything to get rid of them. We never thought of a Frenchman!
George Banks: [Going to see the bank] Remember that the bank is a quiet and decorous place, and we must be on our best behavior. Michael: But I thought it was your bank. George Banks: Yes, well, I'm one of the junior officers, so in a sense it is. So...
[from the 30th Anniversary Edition - additional scenes] Reverend John Hicks: This is like the flood that happened during Noah's time, or the destruction of Sodom and Gomorrah! We ARE being punished for our sins! The dead are rising, and Judgment Day ...
Lou Bloom: Bloody? Nina Romina: Well, graphic. The best and clearest way that I can phrase it for you, to capture the spirit of what we air, is think of our news cast as a screaming woman running down the street with her throat cut. Lou Bloom: I unde...
Barbara Covett: Courage, mon brave! Sheba Hart: [kisses her fingers and throws them in the air] Barbara Covett: [voice-over] And bon voyage, to her little leprechaun! Sheba and I share a deep understanding now. No one can violate our magnificent comp...
Robert Thorn: [ignoring Brennan's warnings about Damien] ... Now, I've heard you. I want you to hear me: I *never* want to see you again. Father Brennan: ...You'll see me in *hell*, Mr. Thorn. There, we will share out our sentence.
