Mr. Lee: Take the money. Bill Foster: You think I'm a thief? Oh, you see, I'm not the thief. I'm not the one charging 85 cents for a *stinking* soda! You're the thief. I'm just standing up for my rights as a consumer.
Nick: Fuck you. Who the fuck are you? Are you fucking with me? You're fucking with me! Bill Foster: I am just disagreeing with you! In America, we have the freedom of speech, the right to disagree! Nick: Fuck you and your freedom.
Lt. Weinberg: You've heard her. The girl sat here, pointed and said, "Pa." She did. She said, "Pa." Kaffee: She was pointing at a mailbox, Sam. Lt. Weinberg: That's right. She was pointing as if to say, "Pa, look, a mailbox."
Cameron: I am not going to sit on my ass as the events that affect me unfold to determine the course of my life. I'm going to take a stand. I'm going to defend it. Right or wrong, I'm going to defend it.
Ninny Threadgoode: Idgie and her friend Ruth ran the Whistle Stop Cafe. Idgie was a character, all right. But how anybody could have thought she murdered that man is beyond me. Evelyn Couch: I beg your pardon?
[last lines of part one] Hilts: [after Ives is killed] Sir, let me know the exact information you need. I'm going out tonight. Bartlett: Right. [to Danny] Bartlett: Open up Harry. We dig. Around the clock.
Detective Remy Bressant: Would you do it again? Clip Corwin Earle? Patrick Kenzie: No. Detective Remy Bressant: Does that make you right? Patrick Kenzie: I don't know. Detective Remy Bressant: It doesn't make it wrong, though, does it?
Angie Gennaro: They told me what happened. I'm proud of you. That man killed a child. He had no right to live. Patrick Kenzie: You're proud of me? Angie Gennaro: Of course I am. You did what you had to do.
[Persuading the mayor to let them stop a supernatural upheaval] Dr. Peter Venkman: If I'm wrong, nothing happens! We go to jail - peacefully, quietly. We'll enjoy it! But if I'm *right*, and we *can* stop this thing... Lenny, you will have saved the ...
[Chunk and Sloth come across the out-of-control pipes] Chunk: Yeah. Mikey's been through here, all right. [Sloth grabs some pipes and pushes them up. He hears a car crash, a woman scream and sirens] Sloth: Uh-oh.
Louie: It's a pigeon. It must be a carrier pigeon or whatever. Old Consigliere: Passenger pigeon! They've been extinct since 1914! Sonny Valerio: Am I fucking dreaming here or what? All right, Louie, forget about the bird, okay?
Ron Weasley: Oh my God. What am I gonna do? My wife's all alone downstairs! Harry Potter: Ron, you don't have a wife. Ron Weasley: Right.
Hermione: [after Hagrid gives Ron Scabbers back] I think you owe someone an apology. Ron: Right. Next time I see Crookshanks, I'll let him know. Hermione: [annoyed] I meant me!
Dain: Good morning. How are we all? I have a wee proposition, if you don't mind giving me a few moments of your time. Would you consider... JUST SODDING OFF! All ye, right now!
Marley: You live down the street from me right?, You know anytime you see you can always say hello, you don't have to be afraid. A lot of stuff has been said about me, none of it's true.
Lynda: You want a beer? Bob: Yeah. Lynda: Is that all you can say? Bob: Yeah. Lynda: Go get me a beer! Bob: I thought you were gonna get me one? Lynda: Yeah? Bob: I'll be right back. Don't get dressed!
Laurie: [in the Wallace house, and noises are coming from upstairs] All right you meatheads, joke's over. [silence] Laurie: Come on, Annie. That's enough. [more silence] Laurie: It's most definitely stopped being funny, now cut it out! You'll be sorr...
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!
