Inigo Montoya: Hello there. Slow going? Man in Black: Look, I don't mean to be rude but this is not as easy as it looks, so I'd appreciate it if you wouldn't distract me. Inigo Montoya: [apologetic] Sorry. Man in Black: Thank you.
Will Rodman: Caesar. I'm sorry. This my fault. This has to stop. This isn't the way, you know what they're capable of. Please come home. If you come home, I'll protect you. Caesar: [looks at the apes and to Will] Caesar is home.
Maxim de Winter: [after he has asked her to marry him] My suggestion doesn't seem to have gone at all well, i'm sorry. The Second Mrs. de Winter: Oh but you don't understand! It's just that I, well i'm, not the person men marry.
John Mason: [as they are escaping] Hummel won't do it, he's a soldier not a murderer. I read it in his eyes. Stanley Goodspeed: You read it in his eyes? I'm sorry, but that's not a chance I can afford to take! John Mason: Okay, then talk louder.
Raleigh: You've made a cuckold of me. Margot: I know. Raleigh: Many times over. Margot: I'm sorry. Raleigh: And you nearly killed your poor brother. Ethel: What's he talking about? Margot: It doesn't matter. Raleigh: She's balling Eli Cash.
Sol: Oh, is that him? Vinny: I don't know, how many fingers did he have? Sol: I'm sorry I couldn't get the bin-noc-u-lars out in time. Vinny: Look, well let's not stand in no ceremony mate, let's start the show.
Nader: Don't you ever think why you wanna leave this country? 'Cause every time you face a trouble, you give in. Rather than confront it. Simin: Sorry, it hasn't been a week since I left, and look what happened!
Fabrizio: [deleted scene] Helga, you come with me now. I am very lucky is my destiny to go to America please. [kiss] Fabrizio: Come. Helga Dahl: [pulls back] I'm sorry. Fabrizio: I will never forget you.
V: [as "The Count of Monte Cristo" ends] Did you like it? Evey Hammond: Yeah. But it made me feel sorry for Mercedes. V: Why? Evey Hammond: Because he cared more about revenge than he did about her.
Laurie Juspeczyk: [after rolling down the cab window] I'm sorry. I invited you out to dinner to catch up and have a few laughs... but there don't seem to be many laughs around these days. Dan Dreiberg: What do you expect? The Comedian's dead.
Wichita: [Bill Murray lets out a long exhale, like he's taken his last breath, then inhales and does it again, before dying; Wichita suddenly bursts out giggling, everybody stares at her] I'm sorry, he just gets me. But, it's really sad.
No mother wants to hear her son say he's gay. Those two words rip the picture of a daughter-in-law and grandchildren into pieces. I felt sorry for my mom and wanted her to know everything was going to be all right. But then she said, 'I don't really ...
Charming guy with guitar: I gave my love a cherry / That had no stone / I gave my love a chicken / That had no bones / I gave my love a story / That had no end / I gave my... Bluto: [grabs the guitar and smashes it against the wall] Sorry.
Greg Marmalard: Come outta there, you bastards! Eric 'Otter' Stratton: [in falsetto] Who is it? Greg Marmalard: You know damn well who it is. Eric 'Otter' Stratton: I'm sorry. You'll have to come back later. I'm doing the dishes.
Louis Connelly: I can't do it. I'm sorry Frank, I can't do it. Marshall: No, Louis wait. Louis Connelly: No! Let me go! Marshall: Louis! Marshall: Just let me go man! WILL YOU JUST LET ME GO!
Alice: Unbirthday? I'm sorry, but I don't quite understand. March Hare: It's very simple. Now, thirty days has Septem -No. wait... An unbirthday, if you have a birthday, then you - [laughs] March Hare: She doesn't know what an unbirthday is.
Nick: Sorry you guys had to hear that. Some problems with the firm. David Shayne: Really? What type of firm is it, Nick? Nick: It's a "don't stick your nose in other people's business and it won't get broken" type of firm.
Conklin: Let's ask Marie what she wants to do. Jason Bourne: Actually, I don't think she gives a shit. She's dead. Conklin: I'm sorry to hear that. How did that happen? Jason Bourne: She was slowing me down.
Nash: Alicia, does our relationship warrant long-term commitment? I need some kind of proof, some kind of verifiable, empirical data. Alicia: I'm sorry, just give me a moment to redefine my girlish notions of romance.
Cassie Cartwright: [on the verge of tears] I don't get you, Ennis del Mar. Ennis del Mar: I'm sorry. [he pauses] Ennis del Mar: Was probably no fun anyway, was I? Cassie Cartwright: [crying] Ennis, girls don't fall in love with fun!
Michael Oher: [after pushing an opponent all the way off the field] Sorry, Coach. I stopped when I heard the whistle. Coach Cotton: Where were you taking him? Michael Oher: The bus. It was time for him to go home.
