Iris Henderson: I've no regrets. I've been everywhere and done everything. I've eaten caviar at Cannes, sausage rolls at the dogs. I've played baccarat at Biarritz and darts with the rural dean. What is there left for me but marriage?
George Banks: I suggest you have this piano repaired. When I sit down to an instrument, I like to have it in tune. Mrs. Banks: But, George, you don't play. George Banks: Madam, that is entirely beside the point!
[the bohemians are rehearsing a play that resembles a certain musical that begins with a nun singing atop a hill] Toulouse-Lautrec: [singing] The hills are made with the euphonious symphonies of descant... Doctor: I don't think a nun would say that a...
Toulouse-Lautrec: How do you do? My name is Henri Marie Raymond Toulouse-Lautrec Montfa. Christian: What? Toulouse-Lautrec: I'm terribly sorry about all this. We're just upstairs rehearsing a play. Christian: What?
Herb Brooks: What's your name? Mark Johnson: Mark Johnson. Herb Brooks: Where you from, Mark? Mark Johnson: Madison, Wisconsin. Herb Brooks: Who do you play for? Mark Johnson: University of Wisconsin, Coach.
McMurphy: [to other patients regarding naked playing cards] "No, no, I'll show you some card tricks. You ain't seen the Spanish deck yet. That's 20 percent more torture!"
John Mason: You must see a certain pattern emerging here... Alexander Solzenhitsyn... Agent Paxton: Yeah, I heard of him. Didn't he play hockey for the fucking Red Wings? John Mason: That's the chap.
John Doe: I visited your home this morning after you'd left. I tried to play husband. I tried to taste the life of a simple man. It didn't work out, so I took a souvenir... her pretty head.
[David discovers that the zombies have somehow made it into the bar. Shaun, Ed and Liz are still beating the barman] Shaun: Why is Queen still playing? David: Ah, we have a situation here. Shaun: I KNOW!
Junior: Syncopators. Does that mean you play that very fast music... jazz? Sugar: Yeah. Real Hot. Junior: I guess some like it hot. I personally prefer classical music.
[Gillian has come to visit Sylvia. When they arrive home, the house is in a mess and loud music is playing] Gillian: Is that the water running? [Sylvia runs to the bathroom to find the shower running and the basin overflowing] Sylvia: David? Where in...
Elinor Dashwood: Marianne, can you play something else? Mamma has been weeping since breakfast. [Elinor exits; Marianne switches to a dirge] Elinor Dashwood: [from the other room] I meant something LESS mournful, dearest.
C-3PO: Just you reconsider playing that message for him! [R2 beeps a question] C-3PO: No, I don't think he likes you at all. [R2 beeps again] C-3PO: No, I don't like you either.
Detective David Tapp: You know, we arrested a dentist last week who liked to play with kids a bit too much. He lived two blocks from here. The sewer lines run under this neighborhood too, doctor.
Moses: Great one, I bring you Ethiopia. [Trumpets play, the two Ethiopians stepped forward] Rameses: Command them to kneel before Pharaoh. Moses: Command what you have conquered, my brother.
Michael Dorsey: You know, I could lay a big line on you and we could do a lot of role-playing, but the simple truth is, is that I find you very interesting and I'd really like to make love to you.
V: And thus I clothe my naked villainy / With old odd ends stolen forth from holy writ/And seem a saint when most I play the devil. [quoting Shakespeare's Richard III, Act I Scene 3]
Duncan: How's the battle going? Peter: [Playing with Star Wars action figures] Luke and Leia are hooking up. Duncan: You know they're brother and sister, right? Peter: Yeah. Duncan: Cool.
Terence Fletcher: And here comes mister gay pride of the Upper West Side himself. Unfortunately, this is not a Bette Midler concert, we will not be serving Cosmopolitans and Baked Alaska, so just play faster than you give fucking hand jobs, will you ...
[Jane has just finished singing as an adult] Jane: [happily] You certainly can play, can't you? Edwin Flagg: [proudly] And you *certainly can* sing!
[Donald and Daffy are playing "Hungarian Rhapsody #2" in a session of dueling pianos] Donald F. Duck: Hey, hey! Cut it out! Daffy Duck: Doeth anybody underthtand what thith duck ith thaying?
