Sorren: What the hell have you got in there, a piano? Sedgewick: Oh, that's very funny, mate. Sorren: Sedgewick, you won't get this thing through. Sedgewick: [pulling his trunk into the tunnel] I'll cope!
Mama Fratelli: There it is. Okay, Jake, you first. Jake Fratelli: I ain't going down there, Mama. Are you kidding me? Mama Fratelli: [pulls out her gun and points it at Jake] GO! Jake Fratelli: I can't argue with that, Mama.
Tuco: You never had a rope around your neck. Well, I'm going to tell you something. When that rope starts to pull tight, you can feel the Devil bite your ass.
Smaug: There is something about you. Something you carry, something made of gold... but far more PRECIOUS... [Bilbo is assaulted by Sauron's eye and pulls off the ring] Smaug: [sees him] There you are, Thief in the Shadows!
Helen: [on getting no response from the island's air tower, Helen reaches for her superhero costume, then pulls back] Easy, Helen, easy, easy girl. You're overreacting, everything's fine, they're just... all getting coffee! At the same time. Yeah.
Dr. Ellie Sattler: [after Alan's given a very bloody description of a Raptor's capabilities to a skeptical child at a dinosaur dig] Hey, Alan. If you wanted to scare the kid you could have pulled a gun on him.
Donald Gennaro: I had to promise to conduct a very thorough on-site inspection. Juanito Rostagno: Hammond hates inspections. They slow everything down. Donald Gennaro: Juanito, they'll pull the funding. That'll slow him down even more.
Clyde Shelton: I'm just getting started. I'm gonna pull the whole thing down. I gonna bring the whole fuckin' diseased corrupt temple down on your heads. It's gonna be Biblical.
Karen Clarke: I am gonna go into Linton's office and I'm gonna pull the little pin on that fucking grenade. Liza Weld: Don't do that. Karen Clarke: I'm fucking joking. I'm not gonna do that.
Idi Amin: They take you to a tree and hang you by your skin. Each time you scream the evil comes out of you. Sometimes, it can take three days for your evil to be spent. Pull him up.
[first lines] Seal Instructor: [pulling exhausted trainee from the water] Six times three? Seal Trainee: [groans] Seal Instructor: Hurry up, Hurry up, Hurry up... Hurry up. Seal Trainee: Eighteen. Seal Instructor: Ooh!
Anderson: [after the altercation with Ward where Ward pulled his gun on Anderson] Do you think he would have shot me? Agent Bird: Oh, yes sir. Anderson: Ballsy little bastard, isn't he?
Suzy: It doesn't make me feel very good. I found this on top of our refrigerator. [Pulls out a book "Coping with the very troubled child"] Sam: Does that mean you? Suzy: I think so, yeah.
[Of the "Phantom" ship] 1st Lt. Tom Pullings: But we have no alternative... we must turn and fight! He must have been hiding in some inlet and waited until we passed!
[At gunpoint, Jack Sparrow forces Elizabeth Swann to reattach his sword and compass to his belt. She pulls the belt tight] Jack Sparrow: Easy on the goods, darling.
Patton: This is where it pays off, the training and the discipline. No other outfit in the world could pull out of a winter battle, move a hundred miles, go into a major attack with no rest, no sleep, no hot food. God... God, I'm proud of these men!
Osgood: [referring to his mother] Right now, she thinks I'm out there on my yacht - deep sea fishing! Daphne: Well, pull in your reel, Mr. Fielding, you're barking up the wrong fish!
Bouncer: [examining a golf bag] What's in here? Spats' Henchman: My golf clubs. The putter, niblick, number three iron... Bouncer: [pulling out a Tommy sub-machine gun] What's this? Spats' Henchman: My mashie!
[after LaBoeuf pulls Rooster and Mattie from the snake pit, he collapses off his horse; they go to him but it's too late] Rooster Cogburn: Texican... saved my neck twice. Once after he was dead.
[the taxicab pulls up] Johnnycab: The fare is 18 credits, please. [Quaid gets out] Douglas Quaid: Sue me, dickhead! [cab tries to run him down, crashes, and explodes] Johnnycab: We hope you enjoyed the ride!
Sergeant: Molly's first present is... Mrs. Potato Head! Repeat, a Mrs. Potato Head! Hamm: Way to go, Ida-ho! Mr. Potato Head: Gee, I'd better shave! [pulls off his moustache]
