Dr. Eve Saks: We can make you comfortable. Ron Woodroof: What? Hook me up to the morphine drip, let me fade on out? Nah. Sorry, lady, but I prefer to die with my boots on.
Simran Singh: I'm sorry. I said a bit too much in anger. Raj Malhotra: It's all right, Señorita. In big countries, such small things keep happening.
Azolan: It's all very well to be sorry now. Vicomte de Valmont: Let it be. He had good cause. I don't believe that's something anyone has ever been able to say about me.
Sharon Spencer: I should have known better. I'm sorry. Chris MacNeil: Yeah, I guess you should have. Sharon Spencer: How were the tests? Chris MacNeil: We have to start looking for a shrink.
Tyler Durden: Would you like to say a few words to mark the occasion? Narrator: mumbles... Tyler Durden: I'm sorry... Narrator: I still can't think of anything. Tyler Durden: Ah... flashback humor.
Alice Ward: I'm sorry. I don't know who you are. Why are you talking? Charlene Fleming: I'm Charlene. We just met. We're together. Do we need to do this again? Hi, I'm Charlene.
Michael Llewelyn Davies: Excuse me, sir, you're standing on my sleeve. J.M. Barrie: [moves his foot and looks down to face Michael] Am I? So sorry. I might point out you're lying under my bench.
Norman Ellison: You're wounded. Wardaddy: Sure am. Norman Ellison: Sergeant Collier? Wardaddy: My name's Don. Norman Ellison: Sorry. Don? Wardaddy: Yeah kid? Norman Ellison: I'm scared. Wardaddy: I'm scared too, son.
[last lines] [Sean reads a note from Will: "Sean, if the Professor calls about that job, just tell him, sorry, I have to go see about a girl."] Sean: Son of a bitch... He stole my line.
Toot-Toot: Gettin' to my knees. Prayin'. Lord in Heaven, sorry for all the bad shit I've done, all the people I've trampled on, I hope they forgive me, I won't do it again, that's for sure.
Professor Lupin: What frightens you most in the world? Neville Longbottom: [mumbling] Pfsr Snpe. Professor Lupin: I'm sorry? Neville Longbottom: Professor Snape. [laughter] Professor Lupin: Professor Sna- yes, he frightens all.
Thranduil: If I am not mistaken, this is the Halfing who stole the keys to my dungeon right from under the nose of my guards. Bilbo Baggins: Yesh. Sorry about that.
Young Sophie: Lets run! Don't fight them, Howl! Howl: Sorry, I've had enough of running away, Sophie. Now I've got something I want to protect. It's you.
Lord Voldemort: [to Dumbledore via Harry's voice] You've lost, old man. Harry Potter: [to Voldemort] You're the weak one. And you'll never know love,or friendship. And I feel sorry for you.
Dolores Umbridge: [holding clipboard and smiling at Trelawney] Could you please predict something for me? Sybil Trelawney: [stops teaching and looks over at Umbridge with a surprised and unhappy face] I'm sorry?
Professor Henry Jones: [accidentally shoots their own plane with the machine gun] Indiana Jones: Dad, are we hit? Professor Henry Jones: More or less. Son, I'm sorry. They got us.
Lestat: It's so easy you almost feel sorry for them. You'll get used to killing. Just forget about that mortal coil. You'll become accustomed to it, all too quickly.
[the old lady tries to thank him for everything, but Bob shushes her] Bob: [shouts loudly] I'm sorry ma'am, I know you're upset. [very softly] Bob: Pretend to be upset. [old lady starts sobbing very convincingly]
Mayor Vaughn: Any special questions? Denherder: Uh, is that $3000 bounty on the shark in cash or check? [the townspeople laugh] Mrs. Taft: I don't think that's funny. I don't think that's funny at all, I'm sorry.
Jamie: It's lovely-lovely to see you all... and, er... I'm off, actually. Jamie's mum: But, Jamie, darling! Jamie: Sorry. A man's gotta do what a man's gotta do. Jamie's niece: I HATE Uncle Jamie!
Sam: I'm sorry to wake you, Mr. Frodo. We have to be moving on. [Slowly Frodo gets up, his voice sounding wearied] Frodo: It's dark still... Sam: It's always dark here.
