Andrew Largeman: Why are you crying? Sam: I don't know. I'm sorry, I'm not usually like this. It's just like, it's so sad. You know? It's so tragic, isn't it? It feels like real life tragedy or something. Andrew Largeman: Anyway, let's just change th...
[Harry and Hermione have Time-Turned and are hiding behind the pumpkins. Hermione throws the second rock, which hits the Harry inside Hagrid's hut on the back of his head] Harry: [inside Hagrid's hut] Ow! Harry: [outside next to Hermione, rubbing the...
[Two soldiers are bothering Sophie] Howl: There you are sweetheart, sorry I'm late. I was looking everywhere for you. Soldier: Hey, hey! We're busy here! Howl: Are you really? To me, it looked like the two of you were just leaving. [gestures with his...
Simon Skinner: Lock me up. Nicholas Angel: I'm sorry? Simon Skinner: I'm a slasher! I must be stopped! Nicholas Angel: You're a what? Simon Skinner: A slasher... of prices! I'm Simon Skinner - I run the local supermarché. Drop in and see me sometime...
Effie Trinket: We're a team, aren't we? And I'm so proud of my victors. So proud. You're so... Well, you both deserved so much better. Katniss Everdeen: Thank you, Effie. Effie Trinket: I am truly sorry.
John: We've broken out! Ah, the blessed freedom of it all! Have you got a nail file, these handcuffs are killin me! I was framed, I'm innocent, I don't want to go! Paul: Sorry for disturbing you, girls! John: I betchya can't guess what I was in for! ...
Dean McCoppin: Sorry about the crowbar, kid. You'd be surprised how many people want to steal scrap. But, man, once I make it into art, I can't give it away. I mean, what am I? A junkman who makes art or an artist who sells junk? You tell me.
George Bailey: Now, come on, get your clothes on, and we'll stroll up to my car and get... Oh, I'm sorry. I'll stroll. You fly. Clarence: I can't fly! I haven't got my wings. George Bailey: You haven't got your wings. Yeah, that's right.
Bill: Sofie, Sofie, my Sofie. I'm so sorry. Sofie Fatale: Please... please forgive my betrayal. Bill: No more of that. Sofie Fatale: But still... Bill: But still nothing. Nothing, except my aching heart, at what she's done to my beautiful and brillia...
Perry: [to the audience] Thanks for coming, please stay for the end credits, if you're wondering who the best boy is, it's somebody's nephew, um, don't forget to validate your parking, and to all you good people in the Midwest, sorry we said fuck so ...
Mia: [the Prime Minister has knocked on Mia's door looking for Natalie] You're not who I think you are, are you? Prime Minister: Yes, I'm afraid I am. And I'm sorry for all the cock-ups, my cabinet are absolute crap. We'll have to do better next year...
Simon Foster: I feel like we should have hookers, do you know what I mean? I mean in here... now. Limo Driver: Do you want girls? Simon Foster: No, no, no, no, no, no. Absolutely not. No, sorry. No hookers, it was just a joke. I hate hookers. Not in ...
[Tex has a large revolver pointed at Billy whom he just recaptured trying to escape] Tex: You seem like a nice guy, Billy. I really do feel sorry for you. But if you still try anything or try to run away again, I'll blow your fucking brains out!
Young Noah: Get in the water. Young Allie: No! I'm scared. Young Noah: [yelling] Get in the water, woman! Get in the water! Young Allie: [looks at him, puzzled] Young Noah: [calmly] No I'm sorry baby, please just get in. Young Allie: [hesitates] Youn...
Knives Chau: Is Scott here? Wallace Wells: Uh, you know what... [Scott jumps through the window] Wallace Wells: He just left. Knives Chau: Really? [Scott reaches back in and grabs his jacket] Wallace Wells: Yeah... sorry. [Scott runs away behind Kniv...
Travel Agent: Where would you like to go? Truman: Fiji. Travel Agent: When? Truman: [pats his suitcase] Today. Travel Agent: [types on her computer] Oh, I'm sorry, but we don't have another flight for a least a month. Truman: A month? Travel Agent: I...
Old Rose: [about Jack drawing her naked] My heart was pounding the whole time. It was the most erotic moment of my life. Up until then, at least. Lewis Bodine: So what happened next? Old Rose: You mean, did we "do it"? Sorry to disappoint you Mr. Bod...
Police Officer Edith: [after Carl gets back from the courtroom, at night] Sorry, Mr. Fredricksen. You don't seem like a public menace to me. Take this. [she hands him a Shady Oaks Retirement Village brochure] Police Officer Edith: The guys from Shady...
Lt. Morris Schaffer: [referring to what Smith called him earlier to maintain his cover] "Second rate punk," huh? Major John Smith: All I could think of on the spur of the moment. Lt. Morris Schaffer: Thanks, that makes it even worse. Major John Smith...
I am convinced that, despite what you think of Obama, I don't think Obama has a person-to-person connection with people. I think people love him because of his race and feel sorry for him, object of sympathy. I think people feel he's a victim, he por...
The visitor shrugged. "Like euthanasia? I'm sorry, Father, I feel that the laws of a society are what make something a crime or not a crime. I'm aware that you don't agree. And there can be bad laws, ill conceived, true. But in this case, I think we ...
