Sean: You're not perfect, sport, and let me save you the suspense: this girl you've met, she's not perfect either. But the question is whether or not you're perfect for each other.
Young Sophie: His pole snapped. [to the scarecrow] Young Sophie: We'll get you a new one, okay? You saved us, Turnip. [kisses him]
[from trailer] Primrose Everdeen: You saved my life. You gave me a chance. Katniss Everdeen: Yes, to live. Primrose Everdeen: No, to do something.
Cora Munro: You've done everything you can do. Save yourself! If the worst happens, and only one of us survives, something of the other does, too.
[Freddy wears Tina mask] Tina Gray: Nancy, help me, please. Save me from... [Removes mask] Fred Krueger: Freddy!
The Southern Oracle: If you want to save our world, you must hurry. We don't know how much longer we can withstand the nothing.
Beth Jarrett: [to her mother about the platter she just broke] You know, I think this can be saved. It's a nice clean break.
Itzak Heller: What do you think you're doing Szpilman? I saved your life. Now go! Get out! Itzak Heller: [Szpilman begins to run] Don't run!
P.L. Travers: [as she throws a Mickey Mouse doll off her bed] You can stay over there until you learn the art of subtlety.
Ralph: Are you All right, missus? Would you like me to drive you home? P.L. Travers: All the way to England? Yes, please.
P.L. Travers: [At the airport, seeing a sign that say "Walt Disney presents P. L. Travers"] Oh, he does, does he?
P.L. Travers: [to a mother] Will the child be a nuisance? It's an 11 hour flight! Jolly good! [after sitting down] P.L. Travers: I hope we crash!
Luke: I'll not leave you here. I've got to save you. Anakin: You already have, Luke.
Captain Miller: He better be worth it. He better go home and cure a disease, or invent a longer-lasting light bulb.
Gen. George C. Marshall: That boy is alive. We are gonna send somebody to find him. And we are gonna get him the Hell... outta there.
Corporal Upham: "Theirs is not to reason why, theirs is but to do or die." Mellish: La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la. What the fuck is that supposed to mean?
Sergeant Horvath: Why don't you just hand 'em blindfolds, Captain? Captain Miller: All we can do here is die.
[lining up a rifle shot] Private Jackson: Blessed be the Lord my strength, which teaches my hands to war, and my fingers to fight.
Private Ryan: Uh sir? Where am I to be during all this? Captain Miller: No more than two feet away from me. And that's not negotiable.
[after unsuccessfully trying to save Kenny] Dr. Doctor: Dammit! It never gets any easier! [walks away whistling]
Han Solo: [after Leia blasts a vent] What the hell are you doing? Princess Leia Organa: Well somebody has to save our skins. Into the garbage, fly-boy!
