Necromancer: [Black Speech] Three Rings for the Elven-kings under the sky, Seven for the Dwarf-lords in their halls of stone, Galadriel: Nine for mortal men doomed to die.
Rob: I was jealous of other men in her design department. I became convinced that she was going to leave me for one of them. Then she left me for one of them.
Walter Donovan: I trust your trip down was comfortable, Dr Jones. My men didn't alarm you, I hope.
Lucy: Why are men bald? Sam: Sometimes they're bald because their head is shiny and they don't have hair on it. So their head is just more of their face.
Jesus: [men are grabbing him, demanding a miracle] Don't touch me! You're filled with hate, get away! God won't help you!
Judas: What are you doing here? What business do you have here? With women, with children. What's good for men isn't good for God!
Higen: Will you fight the white men, too? Algren: If they come here, yes. Higen: Why? Algren: Because they come to destroy what I have come to love.
Theoden: Look at my men. Their courage hangs by a thread. If this is to be our end, then I would have them make such an end, as to be worthy of remembrance.
Mud: There are fierce powers at work in the world, boys. Good, evil, poor luck, best luck. As men, we've got to take advantage where we can.
Professor Henry Higgins: By George, Eliza, the streets will be strewn with the bodies of men shooting themselves for your sake before I'm done with you.
Dan White: Society can't exist without the family. Harvey Milk: We're not against that. Dan White: Can two men reproduce? Harvey Milk: No, but God knows we keep trying.
Mrs. Banks: [singing] We're clearly soldiers in petticoats, and dauntless crusaders for women's a-votes! Though we adore men individually, we agree that as a group they're rather stupid.
Calvera: I should have guessed. When my men didn't come back I should have guessed. How many of you did they hire? Chris: Enough!
Man who hires Wells: Did I say you could sit? Carson Wells: No, but you strike me as a man who wouldn't want to waste his chair.
Wendell: [Viewing the desert crime scene] It's a mess, ain't it, Sheriff? Ed Tom Bell: If it ain't, it'll do till the mess gets here.
Carla Jean Moss: I got a bad feeling, Llewelyn. Llewelyn Moss: Well I got a good feeling, so that should even out.
Boy on Bike #2: Mister? You got a bone stickin' out of your arm. Anton Chigurh: Let me just sit here a minute.
Roger Thornhill: No. No, Mother, I have not been drinking. No. No. These two men, they poured a whole bottle of bourbon into me. No, they didn't give me a chaser.
Frank: Who are you? Harmonica: Jim Cooper, Chuck Youngblood. Frank: More dead men. Harmonica: They were all alive until they met you, Frank.
George Taylor: A planet where apes evolved from men? There's got to be an answer. Dr. Zaius: Don't look for it, Taylor. You may not like what you find.
Barbossa: Blast all to carcasses, men! Forward clear to the powder magazine! And the rest of you, bring me that medallion!
