Clementine: I'm Clementine. Can I... borrow a piece of your chicken? Joel: And then you just took it... without waiting for an answer. It was so intimate; like we were already lovers.
[4-year-old Joel watches his mother leave the room] 4-Year-Old Joel: I really want her to pick me up. It's amazing how strong that desire is.
Joel: If only I could meet someone new. I guess my chances of that happening are somewhat diminished, seeing that I'm incapable of making eye contact with a woman I don't know.
Howard: ...Our files are confidential Mr. Barish so we can't show you any evidence. Suffice it to say, Miss Kruczynski was not happy and she wanted to move on. We provide that possibility.
[Clementine is leading Joel out onto the frozen Charles River] Joel: I don't know. What if it breaks? Clementine: What if? Do you really care right now?
Narrator: Now, look - will the soundtrack kindly produce a sound? [it is silent] Narrator: Go on, don't be nervous. Go ahead - any sound. Narrator: [blows a "raspberry", vibrating as it does so] Narrator: [laughs] Narrator: Umm... that isn't *quite* ...
Minny Jackson: Eat my shit. Hilly Holbrook: What'd you say? Minny Jackson: I said eat... my... shit. Hilly Holbrook: Have you lost your mind? Minny Jackson: No, ma'am but you is about to. 'Cause you just did.
George: Honestly! Me mind boggles at the very idea, a grown man and you haven't shaved with a safety razor. Shake: It's not my fault. I come from a long line of electricians.
Severus Snape: Has it ever crossed your brilliant mind that I don't want to do this anymore? Albus Dumbledore: Whether it has or it hasn't is irrelevant; you gave me your word.
Eames: Great. Thank you. So, now we're trapped in Fischer's mind battling his own private army, and if we get killed, we'll be lost in limbo till our brains turn to scrambled egg.
Dith Pran: We must be like the ox, and have no thought, except for the Party. And have no love, but for the Angka. People starve, but we must not grow food. We must honor the comrade children, whose minds are not corrupted by the past.
Maggie Fitzgerald: You don't have to hang around all day. Frankie Dunn: I like it here. I don't mind. In fact, if you weren't here, I'd come here anyway to read my books.
Yao: My girl will think I have no faults... Chien-Po: That I'm a major find. Mulan: Uh... How about a girl who's got a brain, who always speaks her mind? Yao, Chien-Po, Ling: Nah!
Kris Kringle: Oh, Christmas isn't just a day, it's a frame of mind... and that's what's been changing. That's why I'm glad I'm here, maybe I can do something about it.
The Professor: If I thought there was any chance of changing your mind, I'd talk about Miss Kendall, of whom you so obviously disapprove. Roger Thornhill: Yes, for using sex like some people use a flyswatter.
Grandpa: And as they reached for each other... [stops reading] The Grandson: What? What? Grandpa: Ah, it's kissing again. You don't want to hear that. The Grandson: I don't mind so much. Grandpa: Oh, okay. [keeps reading]
Christopher Gardner: I met my father for the first time when I was 28 years old. I made up my mind that when I had children, my children were going to know who their father was.
Steve: I was trying to answer her with my mind and she couldn't hear me. Now I thought you said this Tangina Barens was an extraordinary... Tangina: [offscreen] I can. I just don't like trick answers.
Cutter: Could I talk to Lord Caldlow in person? Owens: Out of the question, I'm afraid. Although I suppose if, in the course of your deliveries, your paths were to cross... I can't help you speaking your mind.
General Hummel: I'm not about to kill 80,000 innocent people! Do you think I'm out of my fucking mind? We bluffed, they called it. The mission is over. Captain Frye: Who said anything about bluffing, General?
Commoner: Well, men are only men. That's why they lie. They can't tell the truth, even to themselves. Priest: That may be true. Because men are weak, they lie to deceive themselves. Commoner: Not another sermon! I don't mind a lie if it's interesting...
