[Dragline has repeatedly knocked Luke down during a boxing match] Dragline: Stay down. You're beat. Luke: You're gonna hafta kill me... [struggles back to his feet]
Dr. Peter Venkman: We've been going about this all wrong. This Mr. Stay Puft's okay! He's a sailor, he's in New York; we get this guy laid, we won't have any trouble!
Vincent: It's funny, you work so hard, you do everything you can to get away from a place, and when you finally get your chance to leave, you find a reason to stay.
Richard Brown: Who is this party for? Clarissa Vaughan: What are you asking, what are you trying to say? Richard Brown: I'm not trying to say anything. I think I'm staying alive just to satisfy you.
[Hagrid has just very aggressively knocked down the door where the Dursleys are staying] Hagrid: [Calmly] Sorry about that [Picks door up and slams it back in place]
[first lines] William Orser: So we keep headin' east? Leland Jones: Yeah, that's the idea. William Orser: Stay out of the big cities? Leland Jones: Uh-huh.
Lex: What if the dinosaurs come back while we're all asleep? Dr. Alan Grant: Hmm. I'll stay awake. Lex: All night? Dr. Alan Grant: [reassuringly] All night.
Prince Feisal: You, I suspect, are chief architect of this compromise. What do you think? Mr. Dryden: Me, your Highness? On the whole, I wish I'd stayed in Tunbridge Wells.
Eddie Morra: What was this drug? I couldn't stay messy on it, I hadn't had a cigarette in six hours, hadn't eaten, so... abstemious and tidy? What was this? A drug for people who wanted to be more anal retentive?
Edith Piaf: [to Marcel] You are my champion. I want you to be mine for life. Nothing existed before you. It's all gone. [kisses him] Edith Piaf: Stay with me.
[Chris is driving the hearse up to Boot Hill; Vin is riding shotgun] Chris: We'll get there. Vin: It's not getting up there that bothers me. It's staying up there that I mind.
Michelle Monet: [about Charles Divot] It's not really his fault. Hrundi V. Bakshi: He's a terrible man. Please stay at the party. Let's have a wonderful time.
[Sugar Ray Robinson has just battered Jake La Motta half to death, but Jake has stayed on his feet] Jake La Motta: You didn't get me down, Ray.
Anzor "Duke" Yugorsky: The little prick... insults the Duke. He don't eat in this house. You hear me, you little snotface? Stay in your room! Jerk off to your fucking Razors! Faggot!
Morris: Dots look good on paper. You don't sing them anyway, you're just showing your true Aries color now. Doyle: Stay out of my goddam face, you fucking buzzard!
Lt. Commander Worf: The Borg have cut primary power to all decks... *except* sixteen. Captain Jean-Luc Picard: The Borg won't stay on deck sixteen.
Martins: I was going to stay with him, but he died Thursday. Crabbin: Goodness, that's awkward. Martins: Is that what you say to people after death? "Goodness, that's awkward"?
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