[the German camp commandant explains why so many incorrigible Allied prisoners were placed in the place Stalag] Von Luger: We have in effect put all our rotten eggs in one basket. And we intend to watch this basket carefully.
M. Gustave: [to Mme. Celine's corpse] You're looking so well, darling, you really are... they've done a marvelous job. I don't know what sort of cream they've put on you down at the morgue, but... I want some.
[as Dana puts strings on her cello, Ray is being interviewed by Joe Frankin on television] Joe Franklin: As they say in T.V., I'm sure there's one big question on everybody's mind, and I imagine you are the man to answer that. How is Elvis, and have ...
Louie: Goddamn it. You shot me in the exact same fucking place as last time! Ghost Dog: I'm sorry. I mean you no disrespect. You're my retainer. I don't want to put too many holes in you.
[Vincent is applying for employment at Gattaca. He has supplied a urine sample for analysis. When Dr. Lamar puts the sample into a genetic analyzer, the machine identifies it as "VALID", "MORROW, JEROME", "011010100-09564"] Dr. Lamar: Congratulations...
Arthur Weasley: Get out of the kitchen, Ron! Everybody's hungry! George, Fred: [together] Get out of the kitchen! Arthur Weasley: [to the twins] Feet off the table! George, Fred: [together] Feet off the table! [put feet back on the table]
Harry: I didn't put my name in that cup! I don't want eternal glory, I just wanna be... look, I don't know what happened tonight and I don't know why. It just did.
Mike Wallace: And that's what cigarettes are for? Jeffrey Wigand: A delivery device for nicotine. Mike Wallace: A delivery device for nicotine. Put it in your mouth, lit it up and you're gonna get your fix? Jeffrey Wigand: You're gonna get your fix.
Johnny Clay: Alright sister, that's a mighty pretty head you got on your shoulders. You want to keep it there or start carrying it around in your hands? Sherry Peatty: Maybe we could compromise and put it on your shoulder. I think that'd be nice, don...
Johnny Weng: What's going on? Why are you putting yourself out for this schmuck? I don't understand you. You got a serious case of conscience. Sydney: He's my best friend, Mr. Weng. Johnny Weng: Buddy, this ain't no kindergarten.
[the new Prime Minister has just arrived in Number Ten Downing Street] Annie: Would you like to meet your household staff? Prime Minister: Yes, I would like that very much, indeed. Anything to put off actually running the country.
JD: I do know your reputation. So I choose my words very carefully. You tell Harry to go fuck himself. Big Chris: Now... I'll put that on a shock. Only once.
Paul: Come take a look at this. Traffic Warden: Take a look at what, exactly? Paul: Well, the van's half-full. So all I have to do is fill it up, put you in it, [knocks him out] Paul: and I'm off.
Hoggle: This is an oubliette, labyrinth's full of 'em. Sarah: Really. I didn't know that. Hoggle: Oh don't act so smart. You don't even know what an oubliette is. Sarah: Do you? Hoggle: Yes. It's a place you put people... to forget about 'em!
President Business: [after putting the Kragle with the Piece of Resistance] Emmet... thank you. And I just want you to know from the bottom of my heart, from this moment foward, I solemnly promise that I will never- [the Kragle explodes]
President Business: [after putting the Kragle with the Piece of Resistance] Emmet... thank you. And I just want you to know from the bottom of my heart, from this moment forward, I solemnly promise that I will never- [the Kragle explodes]
[Lara enters the containment ward and puts a gun to Gideon's head] Lara Anderton: I'd like a word with my husband. Gideon: You're not authorized. How did you get in here? [She shows him one of John's original, removed eyeballs]
Cypher: You know, I know this steak doesn't exist. I know that when I put it in my mouth, the Matrix is telling my brain that it is juicy and delicious. After nine years, you know what I realize? [Takes a bite of steak] Cypher: Ignorance is bliss.
Cera: I hope those aren't my cigarettes. Chiki: When I took them, I didn't know you'd need them. But now I hope . . . [lighting one up and taking a drag, then putting it into Cera's mouth] Chiki: that you'll die of cancer.
Marge: [to Nancy] He's dead, honey, because Mommy killed him. [Reveals Freddy's glove] Marge: I even took his knives. So it's okay now. [Puts her hands on Nancy's knees] Marge: You can sleep.
[as Deborah dances to a record of "Amapola", she catches Noodles spying on her in the bathroom] Young Deborah: Get down off of there, roach! That record's just like Ex-Lax - every time I put it on, you have to go to the bathroom!
