Albus Dumbledore: Severus... please... Severus Snape: [Pointing his wand at Dumbledore] Avada Kedavra! [Light shoots out of his wand, killing Dumbledore]
[last lines] Fast Eddie: Fat man, you shoot a great game of pool. Minnesota Fats: So do you, Fast Eddie.
Coach Norman Dale: [after sitting an injured Everett] Strap, in for Everett. Don't shoot the ball unless you're under the basket all by yourself!
[last lines] Richie Cusack: Jesus, Joey. [Tom/Joey shoots him] Tom Stall: [standing over the body] Jesus, Richie.
Harry: [after shooting many men he drops the gun down on the street] There... All done... Finished.
[Frank D'Amico is about to shoot Hit-Girl, sees Dave] Dave Lizewski: [pointing a bazooka at Frank] Why don't you pick on someone your own size?
Scout: Mr. Tate was right. Atticus Finch: What do you mean? Scout: Well, it would be sort of like shooting a mockingbird, wouldn't it?
Vincent: Jules, if you give that fuckin' nimrod fifteen hundred dollars, I'm gonna shoot him on general principles.
Bunny: [Coaxing a villager's pig to come to him] Hey, piggy, piggy. Hey, pig! [shoots pig at point blank range and laughs]
[Stumpy throws some dynamite at the warehouse and Chance shoots it, causing an explosion] Stumpy: Hey, Dude! How do ya like them apples?
Tony Montana: You wanna fuck with me? Okay. You wanna play rough? Okay. Say hello to my little friend! [Tony shoots]
Sherlock Holmes: [as he's fighting one of Blackwood's minions, calls out to Irene Adler] Woman! Shoot him! Now, please!
[the Terminator has promised not to kill anybody, but to get into the hospital he shoots the guard in the legs] The Terminator: He'll live.
Mexican Groom: [to the Cowboys, who have just shot him in the knee] You go hell! Curly Bill: You first. [shoots]
Verbal: It was Keyser Soze, Agent Kujan. I mean the Devil himself. How do you shoot the Devil in the back? What if you miss?
William Stryker: If there's one thing I know more than anyone else, it's my own work. Seal the room. Shoot it.
Private Henry Hook: [as Sergeant Maxfield raves deliriously in the hospital] Stuff me with green apples! If a dog was as sick as him,they'd shoot it!
I consider myself to have been the bridge between the shotgun and the binoculars in bird watching. Before I came along, the primary way to observe birds was to shoot them and stuff them.
It's to be a person who's able to shoot little arrows into sacred cows and knock politicians off their pedestals, to look out for hypocrisy, advocate for all sorts of things from social justice to peace.
The poetry and transgression that was so much of surrealism's anarchic force has been recruited into mainstream culture. It has been made commonplace by television and magazine merchandising, by computer games and Internet visuals, by film and MTV, b...
I shoot people in a way that makes the audience feel equal to them. And it's hard to express and it's hard to execute but I think it works on every level - the choice of the material the choice of the actor, my relationship with the actor, and so on.
