Keith: Wake up, Natalie. Don't you see what happened here? You had a beautiful life, and I had shit. I hated your guts. I wanted to take you down, I wanted to make you as miserable as I am, and that is exactly what I did. Now, how's that for a goodby...
Clyde Shelton: I want one of those really nice beds. I just... I can't think straight without a nice sleep. The bed in my cell is just so lumpy. Nick Rice: The ones on TV really late night? Clyde Shelton: Yeah, that's the one. Nick Rice: The one with...
Aragorn: Hold your ground, hold your ground! Sons of Gondor, of Rohan, my brothers! I see in your eyes the same fear that would take the heart of me. A day may come when the courage of men fails, when we forsake our friends and break all bonds of fel...
Gorbag: [as he and Shagrat come upon Frodo's body] What's this? Looks like old Shelob has been having a bit of fun. Shagrat: Killed another one, has she? Gorbag: [he examines Frodo's body] No... this fellow ain't dead. Sam: [to himself, in tears] Not...
Joe: There's a reason we're called loopers. When we sign up for this job, taking out the future's garbage, we also agree to a very specific proviso. Time travel in the future is so illegal, that when our employers want to close our contracts, they'll...
Slevin: But I'm not Nick. Elvis: Yeah, well, unfortunately for you, you're not the first cat to tell me you wasn't the guy I was looking for. Slevin: You can ask Lindsey. She lives across the hall! Elvis: Yo, man, I ain't askin' nobody nothin'! Nick,...
[from extended version] Legolas: Final count, forty-two. Gimli: Forty-two? Oh, that's not bad for a pointy-eared elvish princeling. Hmph! I myself am sitting pretty on forty-THREE. Legolas: [takes out an arrow, and shoots the Uruk Gimli is sitting on...
Edith: My God, what is this? It looks like a genuine Van Gogh, but I've never seen it before... Dan: Is that an original, John? John Oldman: No, it's just a gift someone gave me. Edith: Still, it's a superb copy. Contemporaneous I think, may I take a...
Claudia Wilson Gator: You don't know how fucking stupid I am. Jim Kurring: It's okay. Claudia Wilson Gator: You don't know how *crazy* I am. Jim Kurring: It's okay. Claudia Wilson Gator: I got troubles, okay? Jim Kurring: I'll take everything at face...
[at the crime scene, Sean finds Jimmy screaming and being held by several police officers] Jimmy: Is my daughter in there? Is she in there? Is she in there? Sean Devine: [Officer Devine approaches the melee] Hey! Hey, take it easy! That's the father....
Lara Anderton: How do you take your coffee? Danny Witwer: Cream and sugar. Lara Anderton: I don't have any cream, sorry. Danny Witwer: Just sugar, then. You and John ever come here? Lara Anderton: [begins to walk away towards the kitchen] We used to....
Jonathan Mardukas: Why don't you put the cigarette out. Jack Walsh: Why don't you shut up and leave me alone? Jonathan Mardukas: Put the cigarette out, Jack. Jack Walsh: What a... Jonathan Mardukas: Put the cigarette out. Jack Walsh: [laughing, motio...
Village Boy 1: If you get killed, we take the rifle and avenge you. Village Boy 2: And we see to it there's always fresh flowers on your grave. O'Reilly: That's a mighty big comfort. Village Boy 2: I told you he'll appreciate that! O'Reilly: Well, no...
[Pompey has gone into the saloon after Tom] Barman: [indicating that he can't serve Pompey due to his being black] Now look, Pompey. You know I... Tom Doniphon: [drunk] Who says he can't? Pour yourself a drink, Pompey. Pompey: You know I don't drink ...
Clarissa Saunders: They're not letting what Jeff says get printed in the state. Now if I give you a raft of it over the phone, can you print it up and spread a billion copies? Swell! Get ready to take this down, Mrs. Smith. Ma Smith: Boys, everything...
Jack Skellington: Forgive me, Mr. Claus. I'm afraid I've made a terrible mess of your holiday. Santa: Bumpy *sleigh*-ride... Jack. Next time you get the urge to take over someone else's holiday, I'd listen to *her*. [points to Sally] Santa: She's the...
[Johnny holds up a cross-shaped wreath Barbara bought for their father's grave] Johnny: Look at this thing. "We still remember"? I don't! You know, I don't even remember what the man looks like! Barbara: Johnny, it takes you five minutes. Johnny: Yea...
Patrick 'Patsy' Goldberg: Let's talk to her... [the gang chats up Carol] Patrick 'Patsy' Goldberg: So you left Detroit, huh? Peggy: Her and her husband just come in on weekends. Philip 'Cockeye' Stein: Yeah. Beats the seashore. Peggy: She takes on gu...
Pete: Well hell, it ain't square one! Ain't nobody gonna pick up three filthy, unshaved hitch-hikers, and one of them a know-it-all that can't keep his trap shut. Ulysses Everett McGill: Pete, the personal rancor reflected in that remark I don't inte...
Cab Dispatcher: Where are you going? Neal: Chicago. Cab Dispatcher: Chicago? Neal: Yeah, Chicago. Cab Dispatcher: You know you're in St. Louis? Neal: Yes I do. Cab Dispatcher: Why don't you try the airlines? It's faster and you get a free meal. Neal:...
Sol Robeson: Hold on. You have to slow down. You're losing it. You have to take a breath. Listen to yourself. You're connecting a computer bug I had with a computer bug you might have had and some religious hogwash. You want to find the number 216 in...
