Stu Price: Here's something I would like to remind you two of: our best friend Doug is probably face down in a ditch right now with a meth head butt-fucking his corpse! Alan Garner: That's highly unlikely.
Father Dominic Moran: [offering Sands a cigarette] Bit of a break from smokin' the Bible, eh? Bobby Sands: [agrees] Father Dominic Moran: Anyone work out which book is the best smoke? Bobby Sands: We only smoke the Lamentations. A right miserable cig...
Captain Ramius: Steer right until this reads three one five. Capt. Bart Mancuso: [to Ryan] No, that's wrong! Don't turn that goddamn wheel! Captain Ramius: [Ryan looks back over at him] Three one five.
Horace Slughorn: [in regard to returning to Hogwarts] All right, I'll do it! But I want Professor Merrythought's office, not that water closet I had before. And I want a raise, these are mad times we live in. MAD!
Clarissa Vaughn: I remember one morning getting up at dawn, there was such a sense of possibility. You know, that feeling? And I remember thinking to myself: So, this is the beginning of happiness. This is where it starts. And of course there will al...
Dumbledore: Also, our caretaker, Mr. Filch, has asked me to remind you that the third-floor corridor on the right-hand side is out of bounds to everyone who does not wish to die a most painful death.
[one of Mola Ram's guards is about to kill Short Round] Indiana Jones: Wait! WAIT! He's mine! [Indy grabs Shorty and holds him over the pit] Indiana Jones: I'm all right kid. [Indy winks at him]
Willie: Indiana Jones, this is one night you'll never forget. This is the night I slipped right through your fingers. Sleep tight and pleasant dreams. I could've been your greatest adventure.
Llewyn Davis: Thank you, I appreciate it. I needed this, as you know. Cromartie: Yeah. Llewyn Davis: We'll be touring, right? Jim: [from across the room] Touring Uranus. Llewyn Davis: I'll get my vaccinations.
Cobb: I need to get home. That's all I care about right now. Ariadne: Why can't you go home? Cobb: Because they think I killed her. Ariadne: [silence] Cobb: Thank you. Ariadne: For what? Cobb: For not asking whether I did.
Cobb: There's no use threatening him in a dream, right, Mal? Mal: It depends on what you're threatening. Killing him will just wake him up. But pain... [shoots Arthur in the knee] Mal: Pain is in the mind, and judging by the decor we're in your mind,...
Mal: You're infecting my mind! Cobb: I was trying to save you. Mal: You betrayed me, but you can still make amends. You can still keep your promise. We can still be together, right here. In the world we built together.
Lowell Bergman: I never left a source hang out to dry, ever! Abandoned! Not 'till right fucking now. When I came on this job I came with my word intact. I'm gonna leave with my word intact. Fuck the rules of the game!
Ralphie: Hey Curly, what all happens in a hurricane? Curly: The wind blows so hard the ocean gets up on its hind legs and walks right across the land. Toots: And singin' this song: Rain rain, go away, little Ralphie wants to play.
Gary 'Eggsy' Unwin: Sorry, Love. Gotta save the world. Princess Tilde: [In a thick, Swedish accent] If you save the world, We can do it in the asshole. Gary 'Eggsy' Unwin: [Calmly] I will be right back.
1900: You're the one who invented jazz, right? Jelly Roll Morton: That's what they say. And you're the one who can't play, unless you have the ocean under your ass, 1900: That's what they say.
Brian: [Brian is in a prison cell with Ben who is hanging from chains] Oh lay off, I've had a hard time! Ben the Prisoner: You've had a hard time? I've been here five years, they only hung me the right way up yesterday.
[Sarah is running away from the Fire Gang] Fiery 1: Hey, lady! It's against the rules to throwing other people's heads! Firey 2: Yo! You're only allowed to throw your own head! Firey 5: Yeah, that's right!
Nala: What's happened to you? You're not the Simba I remember. Adult Simba: You're right, I'm not. Now are you satisfied? Nala: No, just disappointed. Adult Simba: You know you're starting to sound like my father. Nala: Good. At least one of us does.
Malcolm Tucker: Fucking hung up, haven't you? You fucking hoity-toity fucking... Tourist: Hey, buddy? Enough with the curse words, all right? Malcolm Tucker: Kiss my sweaty balls, you fat fuck. [he runs into the distance]
Olive: I'd like to dedicate this to my grandpa, who showed me these moves. Pageant MC: Aww, that is so sweet. [Audience applauds] Pageant MC: Is he here? Where's your grandpa right now? Olive: In the trunk of our car.
