Hilario: The feeling I felt in my chest this morning, when I saw Calvera run away from us, that's a feeling worth dying for. Have you ever felt something like that? Vin: Not for a long, long time. I envy you.
Nina Romina: In the future if you don't have anything, man up and stop dodging my calls. Lou Bloom: I have something, triple murder in Granada Hills. Nina Romina: That's just breaking now. Lou Bloom: I got there before the cops.
Roger Thornhill: Who are you? Valerian: Mere errand boys carrying concealed weapons. His is pointed at your heart, so, please, no errors of judgment, I beg of you. Roger Thornhill: What is this? A joke or something? Licht: Yes, a joke. We'll laugh in...
Noah: He got the notion into his head that if he restored the old house where they had come that night, Allie would find a way to come back to him. Some called it a labor of love. Others called it something else. But in fact, Noah had gone a little m...
Kathy Thorn: Something in mind, Mr. Ambassador? Robert Thorn: Why don't we have a little look upstairs... Kathy Thorn: Well, there's no furniture up there either. Robert Thorn: Awww, you know, you could be too sexy for the White House!
Jill: [stares at Harmonica from her window] Cheyenne. What's he waiting for out there? What's he doing? Cheyenne: He's whittling on a piece of wood. I got a feeling that when he stops whittling, something's gonna happen.
Bounty hunter #1: You're wanted, Wales. Josey Wales: Reckon I'm right popular. You a bounty hunter? Bounty hunter #1: A man's got to do something for a living these days. Josey Wales: Dyin' ain't much of a living, boy.
[last lines] Narrator: Within no time, Jean-Baptiste Grenouille had disappeared from the face of the earth. When they had finished, they felt a virginal glow of happiness. For the first time in their lives, they believed they had done something purel...
Ethel: What are you talking about? Chas: The apartment. I have to get some new sprinklers and a back-up security system installed. Ethel: But there are no sprinklers here either. Chas: We might have to do something about that too.
Corey Flood: Did you sleep with her? Lloyd Dobler: I admit nothing. D.C.: Lloyd, it's us. Corey Flood: Look at his face. He did the deed. D.C.: You're an inspiration, Lloyd. You should go on the 700 Club or something.
Leia: I thought you knew this person. Chewbacca: [Chewie barks something to Han] Han Solo: Well, that was a long time ago, I'm sure he's forgotten about that.
[singing starts somewhere inside] Captain von Trapp: What's that? Maria: It's singing. Captain von Trapp: Yes, I realize it's singing, but who? Maria: The children. Captain von Trapp: The children? Maria: I taught them something to sing for the Baron...
Lou Chambers: What you gonna buy, Jakey boy? Jacob Mitchell: I'm gonna buy me a truck. Lou Chambers: No, fuck that. Get something classy - Trans-Am! Jacob Mitchell: Yeah, in my wildest fuckin' dreams a Trans-Am!
Captain Miller: This Ryan better be worth it. He'd better go home and cure some disease or invent a longer-lasting lightbulb or something. 'Cause the truth is, I wouldn't trade 10 Ryans for one Vecchio or one Caparzo. Sergeant Horvath: Amen.
[a large part of Greivous's ship breaks away] R2-D2: [beeps] Uh-oh. Anakin Skywalker: We lost something. Obi-Wan: Not to worry. We're still flying half a ship.
[Obi-Wan regains consciousness while hanging precariously inside an elevator shaft underneath Anakin] Anakin Skywalker: Easy! We're in a bit of a situation. Obi-Wan Kenobi: Did I miss something?
[deleted scene] Tristan: [while he and Victoria are drinking champagne] You know... an interesting fact, actually - the first champagne glass was molded on the left breast of Marie Antoinette. [Victoria stares at him, disgusted] Tristan: I don't know...
Wallace Wells: If you want something bad, you have to fight for it. Step up your game, Scott. Break out the L-word. Scott Pilgrim: Lesbian? Wallace Wells: The other L-word. Scott Pilgrim: ...Lesbians?
Moreno: So tell me something. How long have you been a pig, I mean, a police officer? Jake Hoyt: I've been a pig for 19 months. Moreno: 19 months? You like it? Jake Hoyt: I should have been a fireman.
Private Jack Bell: My dear wife, you get something twisted out of your insides by all this blood, filth, and noise. I want to stay changeless for you. I want to come back to you the man I was before.
Guard: Look, all they want is one little piece of information. Just give them something... anything. Evey Hammond: Thank you... but I'd rather die behind the chemical sheds. Guard: Then you have no fear anymore. You're completely free.
