Earl Partridge: Don't ever let anyone ever say to you, 'You shouldn't regret anything.' Don't do that, don't! You regret what you fucking want! And use that, use that, use that regret for anything, any way you want. You can use it, okay?
Laura Bishop: We women are more emotional... Suzy: I hate you. Laura Bishop: Don't say "hate". Suzy: Why not? I mean it. Laura Bishop: You think you mean it, in this moment. You're trying to hurt me. Suzy: Exactly.
Sam: Wait. Just in case this is a suicide or they capture us and we never see each other again anymore, I just want to say: Thank you for marrying me. I'm glad I got to know you, Suzy.
Mary Wilke: I'm honest, whaddya want? I say what's on my mind and, if you can't take it, well then fuck off! Isaac Davis: And I like the way you express yourself too, y'know, it's pithy yet degenerate. You get many dates?
Imperator Furiosa: How does it feel? The Splendid Angharad: It hurts. Imperator Furiosa: Out here, everything hurts. You wanna get through this? Do as I say. Now pick up what you can and run.
Christian: [singing] Why does my heart cry? Feelings I can't fight... you're free to leave me, but just don't deceive me, and please believe me when I say I love you!
Lou Bloom: You see, Rick, they've done studies, and they found that in any system that relies on cooperation, from a school of fish or say even a professional hockey team for example, these experts have identified communication as the number one sing...
Frank: It's true what they say: Cops and women don't mix. It's like eating a spoonful of Drano; sure, it'll clean you out, but it'll leave you hollow inside.
Cop #3: [after seeing the crime scene in Glen's room] What the HELL did that, Lieutenant? Donald: I don't know. What's the coroner got to say? Cop #3: He's been in the John pukin' since he saw it.
Ellen Griswold: Gee Cath looks like you really got your hands full. Catherine: Oh, it's not so bad. Eddie says after the baby comes, I can quit one of my night jobs.
Nausicaä: [Trying to calm a wild Teto] There's nothing to fear... [tries to pet him, but he bites her and holds on, growling] Nausicaä: [winces, but says calmly] There's nothing to fear... [He calms and releases his bite and begins to lick it]
Charley Waite: You ever seen one this bad? Boss Spearman: Not since Noah and the Flood. Mose: Well, you should know, Boss, since you was there. Boss Spearman: What'd you say? Button: He said, "You should know since you was there."
[first lines] Ulysses Everett McGill: Say, any of you boys smithies? Or, if not smithies per se, were you otherwise trained in the metallurgic arts before straitened circumstances forced you into a life of aimless wanderin'?
[Buttercup and Westley have just entered the Fire Swamp] Westley: [looking around] It's not that bad. [Buttercup stares unbelievingly at him] Westley: Well, I'm not saying I'd like to build a summer home here, but the trees are actually quite lovely.
Prince Humperdinck: You truly love each other and so you might have been truly happy. Not one couple in a century has that chance, no matter what the story books say. And so I think no man in a century will suffer as greatly as you will.
Elizabeth Bennet: Did I just agree to dance with Mr. Darcy? Charlotte Lucas: I dare say you will find him amiable. Elizabeth Bennet: It would be most inconvenient since I have sworn to loathe him for all eternity. [both laugh]
[Borden is explaining how he used a double in his act] Alfred Borden: What I didn't count on was that, when I incorporated this bloke into my act, he had complete power over me. Gerald Root: Complete power, you say?
[Leo Bloom walks in on Bialystock romancing Holdmethouchme] Leo Bloom: Oh my God! Max Bialystock: You mean "oops," don't you? Just say "oops" and get out! Leo Bloom: ''stammering'' Ah-a-a-a-a-a-a-a Max Bialystock: Not "Ah-a-a-a-a-a-a-a" Oops! Leo Blo...
Fouad: Why don't they separate her from medical instruments? Samir: Because they don't know if she wants to live with them or die. Fouad: She wants to die. Samir: Why do you say that? Fouad: She wants to die. That's why she committed suicide!
Travis: [crashing in a fleabag motel/laundromat seating area with his son] This is not a place to bring a fancy woman. Wouldn't you say? If you had a fancy woman, would you bring her in a place like this? Hunter Henderson: What's a fancy woman?
The Second Mrs. de Winter: No, it's not too late. You're not to say that. I love you more than anything in the world. Oh, please Maxim, kiss me please. Maxim de Winter: No, it's no use. It's too late.
