Jack: Fucking chick's married, man. Miles Raymond: What? Jack: Her husband works a night shift or something, and he comes home and catches me on the floor with my cock in his wife's ass. Miles Raymond: Oh, Jesus Christ.
Shane: You were watchin' me down it for quite a spell, weren't you? Joey: Yes I was. Shane: You know, I... I like a man who watches things go on around. It means he'll make his mark someday.
George: The bathroom's just down the hall, if you'd like to take a shower. Kenny: Aren't you taking a shower too, Sir? George: Oh, I'm fine, I'm English, we like to be cold and wet.
Squints: Where did your old man get that ball? Smalls: I don't know. Some lady gave it to him. She even signed her name on it.Some lady named... Ruth. Baby Ruth. All: *Babe Ruth?*
George Ristuccia: You know, Ben, I keep asking you this but why me? Ben Thomas: Because you are a good man. George Ristuccia: No, really. Ben Thomas: Even when you don't know that people are watching you.
Red: [narrating] I must admit I didn't think much of Andy first time I laid eyes on him; looked like a stiff breeze would blow him over. That was my first impression of the man.
Man in talking pictures demonstration: Hello! This is a demonstration of a talking picture. Notice, it is a picture of me and I am talking. Note how my lips and the sound issuing from them are synchronized together in perfect unison.
Fruity Oaty Bar Jingle: Fruity Oaty Bars! Make a man out of a mouse! Fruity Oaty Bars! Make you bust out of your blouse! Eat them all the time! Let them blow your mind... ohh! Fruity Oaty Bars!
Darth Vader: Your powers are weak, old man. Ben Obi-Wan Kenobi: You can't win, Darth. If you strike me down, I shall become more powerful than you could possibly imagine.
[last lines] Madame Souza: [voice over] Is that it, then? Is it over, do you think? What have you got to say to Grandma? [cut to Champion as an old man watching TV] Champion: I think that's probably it. It's over, Grandma.
Rooster Cogburn: They don't call him "Lucky" Ned Pepper for nothing. Mattie Ross: That man gave his life for him and he didn't even look back. Rooster Cogburn: Looking back is a bad habit.
[Rooster is caught under his horse; as Ned starts to shoot him, La Boeuf fires from the ridge and hits Ned's horse; Ned falls dead] Mattie Ross: Hooray for the man from Texas! Some bully shot!
Talkative Woman at Hanging: [Referring to face at courthouse window watching the triple hanging] It's Judge Parker. He watches all the hangings. Says it's his sense of duty. Mattie Ross: Who knows what's in a man's heart.
British MP: I'm sorry, Miss, it's orders. We can't go against the protocol. Anna Schmidt: I don't even know what protocol means. British MP: Neither do I, Miss.
Curly Bill: Hey Johnny, what did that Mexican mean by a sick horse is going to get us? Johnny Ringo: He was quoting the Bible, Revelations. "Behold the pale horse". The man who "sat on him was Death... and Hell followed with him".
Helena Ayala: I'm on the board of my son's school, I have fundraisers for adult literacy at my own home. I think I have a right to know if my husband is a legitimate business man. Arnie Metzger: Of course he is.
Rose: [Rose is pointing out certain people to Jack before dinner] That's John Jacob Astor, the richest man on the ship. His little wifey there, Madeline, is my age and in a delicate condition. See how she's trying to hide it?
Evey Hammond: My father was a writer. You would've liked him. He used to say that artists use lies to tell the truth, while politicians use them to cover the truth up. V: A man after my own heart.
[last lines] Willy Wonka: But Charlie, don't forget what happened to the man who suddenly got everything he always wanted. Charlie Bucket: What happened? Willy Wonka: He lived happily ever after. [hugs Charlie]
Andrew: But is there a line? You know, maybe you go too far, and you discourage the next Charlie Parker from ever becoming Charlie Parker? Terence Fletcher: No, man, no. Because the next Charlie Parker would never be discouraged.
Lord Summerisle: [singing] Summer is icumen in, loudly sing cuckoo. Grows the seed and blows the mead, and springs the wood anew. Sing, cuckoo! Ewe bleats harshly after lamb, cows after calves make moo.
