Michael: Maybe he's some animal that wasn't supposed to live; kind of like those rabbits we saw. He could be a monkey or an orangutan. Elliot: A bald monkey? Gertie: Is he a pig? He sure eats like one.
Ash: Hey, what do you say we have some champagne, huh, baby? Linda: Sure. Ash: After all, I'm a man and you're a woman... at least last time I checked. Huh huh.
[from trailer] Alex: Make sure to secure the door when I am gone. There are many dangerous people who wanna take things from Americans, and also kidnap them. Good night!
Tomaso: [as his family are led away] They're both innocent, I was the one you know that. El Indio: [two shots ring out] I know. I'm sure you hate me just enough.
Ferris: Four thousand restaurants in the downtown area, I pick the one my father goes to. Cameron: We're pinched, for sure. Ferris: Only the meek get pinched. The bold survive.
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.
L. Ron Bumquist: I'm not really sure I can answer that, but what I can say is that if Margaret Mead, at her age, smoked grass... she'd have one hell of a trip!
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.
Jake Fratelli: [the Fratelis come across the bones of Chester Copperpot, Jake checks his wallet] Niente. Kids must've cleaned him out. Mama Fratelli: Sure, right before they ate him! Francis Fratelli: Stupid.
Old Sophie: I wonder what Howl disguised himself as? Surely not a crow. Can't be a pigeon, he's too flamboyant for that. [a glider plane with a giggling young woman and her lover flies overhead] Old Sophie: That could be him.
Rob: Where's Ian? Or Ray, or... what is his fucking name, anyway? What do you call him, Ian or Ray? Laura: Ray. I hate Ian. Rob: I hate him too. Laura: Yeah... I'm sure.
Phil Wenneck: Whose fucking baby is that? Stu Price: Alan, are you sure you didn't see anyone else in the suite? Alan Garner: Yeah, I checked all the rooms... no one's there. Check its collar or something.
Coach Norman Dale: There's a, um tradition in tournament play- not talk about the next step until you've climbed the one in front of you. I'm sure going to the state finals is beyond your wildest dreams, so let's just keep it right there.
Dr. Alan Grant: [loading a rifle] OK, it's just the two Raptors, right? [to Ellie] Dr. Alan Grant: You're sure the third one's contained? Dr. Ellie Sattler: Yes, unless they figure out how to open doors.
Jennifer Kapur: Why don't you have something? Kurzon bhai Patel: Yes... sure! [to Rohit] Kurzon bhai Patel: Listen... Pass me the Cock! Rohit Patel: Coke, dad! Please...
Harry Hart: [from trailer] Boys, I've had a rather emotional day, so whatever your beef with Eggsy is, and I'm sure it's well founded, I'd appreciate it if you could just leave us in peace.
Bob: What are you doing? Charlotte: My husband's a photographer, so he's here working. I wasn't doing anything so I came along. Bob: What do you do? Charlotte: I'm not sure yet, actually.
Dr. Will Gruber: So, you're a caveman? John Oldman: Yes, uh... I *was* a cro-magnon, I think. Dr. Will Gruber: You don't know if you're a caveman or not? John Oldman: [half laughs] No, I'm sure about that.
Roz: Hello, Wazowski. Fun-filled evening planned for tonight? Mike: Well, as a matter of fact... Roz: Then I'm sure you filed your paperwork correctly, for once. [Mike smiles innocently] Roz: Your stunned silence is very reassuring.
[Diane is about to give the hitman his money] Joe Messing: Now, once you hand that over to me, it's a done deal. Are you sure you want this? Diane Selwyn: More than anything in this world.
Kris Kringle: You know what the imagination is? Susan Walker: Oh, sure. That's when you see things, but they're not really there. Kris Kringle: Well, that can be caused by other things, too.
