Jack Crabb: [voiceover] I was an honored guest, so they gave me a special treat: boiled dog. Now I will admit, dog is greasy, but you'd be surprised how downright delicate the flavor is - especially when you're starving.
Saruman: [to the Uruk-hai hunting party] Hunt them down. Do not stop until they are found. You do not know pain, you do not know fear. You will taste man-flesh!
Shelby Carpenter: I forgot to tell you, I also read palms, I swallow swords, I mend my own socks, I never eat garlic or onions, what more could you want of a man?
Slevin: I'm gonna say the same thing any man with two penises says when his tailor asks him if he dresses to the right or left. Lindsey: What's that? [cuts to Boss's penthouse] Slevin: Yes.
Martin Riggs: The guy who shot me! The same albino jackrabbit son of a bitch who did Hunsacker. Roger Murtaugh: You sure? Martin Riggs: Yeah, I'm sure man. I never forget an asshole.
Lisa: What are you gonna do? Creasy: What I do best. I'm gonna kill 'em. Anyone that was involved. Anybody who profited from it. Anybody who opens their eyes at me. Lisa: [Whispering] You kill 'em all.
Fuentes: You know, I-I'm a professional. Creasy: That's what everybody keeps saying. "I'm just a professional". Everybody keeps saying that to me. "I'm just a professional", "I'm just a professional". I'm getting sick and tired of hearing that.
Creasy: The gunshot holds no fear, say it. Pita: The gunshot holds no fear. Creasy: You welcome the sound. In fact it's the sound that sets you free. You are a prisoner on this block until that sound sets you free.
Daniel Sanchez: You have my family. So... how much do you want? Creasy: Ah. Your brother wants to say something to you. Hold on. [Creasy blows off Aurelio's hand with a shotgun]
Rayburn: Mariana!... Obey me, and I will love you. Creasy: So that's how it works huh? Rayburn: That's how it works. [Mariana brings Rayburn his drink] Creasy: Does she have a sister?
Zakir Khan: [to TV cameras] The question over here is, not why he's trying to meet the President. The question is, what's wrong in an ordinary citizen wanting to meet the President of his country? Or is it just wrong for a Muslim man to even try?
Shang: Ping, you are the craziest man I've ever met, and for that I owe you my life. From now on, you have my trust. Ling: Let's hear it for Ping, the bravest of us all! Yao: You're king of the mountain!
Malcolm X: I ordered a single, Jack. Bartender: The double's on that man, Jack. Malcolm X: Who is that? Bartender: That's West Indian Archie. Malcolm X: Yeah? What's his angle? Bartender: Some uh this, some uh that.
Icey Spoon: [about sex in marriage] A woman's a fool to marry for that. That's somethin' for a man. The Good Lord never meant for a decent woman to want that. Not really want it. It's all just a fake and a pipe dream.
Rev. Harry Powell: Lord, you sure knew what you were doing when you brung me to this very cell at this very time. A man with ten thousand dollars hid somewhere, and a widder in the makin'.
Roger Thornhill: [as the police carry Thornhill out of the Art Auction Room, Roger says to the thug who tried to kill Roger twice before in the picture] I'm sorry old man. Too bad. Keep trying.
Diana Christensen: Well Max, here we are: Middle-aged man reaffirming his middle-aged manhood, and a terrified young woman with a father complex. What sort of script do you think we can make out of this?
Rusty: [impersonating a doctor] I'm sorry. He's gone. Virgil Malloy: [as he and Turk enter, impersonating paramedics] Man, I told you to run. Turk Malloy: Don't do that. Virgil Malloy: What, I didn't tell you to run?
Bob Slydell: I'd like to move us right along to a Peter Gibbons. Now we had a chance to meet this young man, and boy that's just a straight shooter with upper management written all over him.
Fezzik: Why do you wear a mask? Were you burned by acid, or something like that? Man in Black: Oh no, it's just that they're terribly comfortable. I think everyone will be wearing them in the future.
Martin Frohm: What would you say if man walked in here with no shirt, and I hired him? What would you say? Christopher Gardner: He must have had on some really nice pants.
