Edward R. Murrow: [about O'Brian accusing Hollenbeck of being a leftist] Oh, forget it, no one worth their salt reads O'Brian. Don Hollenbeck: You read him. Edward R. Murrow: See? I rest my case.
Cobb: If I get on this plane and you don't honor our agreement, when we land, I go to jail for the rest of my life. Saito: Complete the job en route. I make one phone call from the plane. You'll have no trouble getting through Immigration.
Young Murph: What are you going to do with it? Cooper: I'm going to give it something socially responsible to do. Young Murph: Can't we just let it go? It's not harming anyone. Cooper: This thing needs to learn how to adapt, Murph. Like the rest of u...
Timon: I'm telling you, kid: this is the great life. No rules, no responsibilities... [he reaches into a hole in a log and various insects skitter out, with him holding a blue bug; he points to the rest of the insects] Timon: Ooh! The little cream-fi...
Jean Valjean: God on high, hear my prayer. In my need, you have always been there. He is young, he's afraid. Let him rest, heaven blessed. Bring him home, bring him home. Bring him home.
Aragorn: [of Orcs] Their pace has quickened. They must have caught our scent. Hurry! Legolas: Come on, Gimli! Gimli: Three days and nights pursuit. No food, no rest. No sign of our quarry, but what bare rock can tell!
Ebenezer Scrooge: What business has brought you here? Ghost of Christmas Past: Your welfare. Ebenezer Scrooge: Heh, a night's unbroken rest might aid my welfare. Ghost of Christmas Past: Your salvation, then.
Craig Patrick: Hughes, Ross, Auge, Delich, Horsch, Strobel, Christoff, Morrow, Suter, Ramsey, Janaszak, Christian, Pavelich, Verchota, Baker, Harrington, Schneider, O'Callahan, McClanahan, Silk, Johnson, Craig, Cox, Eruzione. And that's the roster fo...
Frank: Wilma, I promise you; whatever scum did this, not one man on this force will rest one minute until he's behind bars. Now, let's grab a bite to eat.
Max: You'll be carrying the stink of the streets with you for the rest of your life! Noodles: I like the stink of the streets. It makes me feel good. And I like the smell of it, it opens up my lungs. And it gives me a hard-on.
[the rest of the crew get out of the van, with Turk and Virgil in the front; Danny stops Linus] Danny: What are you doing? Linus: I'm coming with you. Danny: No. Linus: What? Oh, no, no... [as they shut the doors on him] Linus: [shouts] Don't leave m...
Hrundi V. Bakshi: This is a particularly good one because it helps you always to remember how many days there are in each month. It goes like this: Thirty days have September, October, June and February, all the rest have 29, except my brother who go...
Colonel Yu: I think China belongs to Chinese people, but the rest of the world seems to disagree. Walter Fane: Yes, but that's got nothing to do with me. I didn't come here with a gun, you know. I came here with a microscope.
Ichabod Crane: We take the Indian Trail to the Tree of the Dead. Young Masbath: How will we recognize it? Ichabod Crane: Without difficulty, I rather fear. Then climb down to the Horseman's resting place. Young Masbath: His camp? Ichabod Crane: His g...
Wyatt Earp: [to Josephine Marcus] I have nothing left, nothing to give you, I have no pride, no dignity, no money, I don't even know how we'll make a living, but I promise I'll love you the rest of your life [they kiss]
[Reading a review of Spinal Tap's latest album] Marty DiBergi: "This pretentious ponderous collection of religious rock psalms is enough to prompt the question, 'What day did the Lord create Spinal Tap, and couldn't he have rested on that day too?'"
Marie: All I'm saying is that somewhere out there is the man you are supposed to marry. And if you don't get him first, somebody else will, and you'll have to spend the rest of your life knowing that somebody else is married to your husband
Professor X: Logan, my tolerance for your smoking in the mansion notwithstanding, continue smoking that in here, and you'll spend the rest of your days under the belief that you're a six-year-old girl. Wolverine: You'd do that? Professor X: I'd have ...
The miracles of the church seem to me to rest not so much upon faces or voices or healing power coming suddenly near to us from afar off, but upon our perceptions being made finer, so that for a moment our eyes can see and our ears can hear what is t...
We feel unsatisfied until we know ourselves akin even with that greatness which made the spots on which it rested hallowed; and until, by our own lives, and by converse with the thoughts they have bequeathed us, we feel that union and relationship of...
I've begun to look at the world through apocalypse eyes. Our society, which seems so sturdily built out of concrete and custom, is just a temporary resting place, a hotel our civilization checked into a couple hundred years ago and must one day check...
