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...
Joe: Thank you, Randy. I was sure you'd see it my way. Take good care of yourself. Randy Kennan: I'll take care of myself, mister. That's my specialty.
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.
Morpheus: Have you ever had a dream, Neo, that you were so sure was real? What if you were unable to wake from that dream? How would you know the difference between the dream world and the real world?
Rev. Harry Powell: Lord, you sure knew what you were doing when you brung me to this very cell at this very time. A man with ten thousand dollars hid somewhere, and a widder in the makin'.
Ulysses Everett McGill: I'm not sure that's Pete. Delmar O'Donnell: Of course it's Pete! Look at him!... We gotta find some kind of wizard to change him back.
Dr. Zaius: Ah, yes - the young ape with a shovel. I hear you're planning another archeological expedition. Cornelius, a friendly word of warning - as you dig for artifacts, be sure you don't bury your reputation.
Jennifer: [on the phone] It was so amazing, Daff! I was like, "So, my mom's gonna be out of town," and he was like, "Yeah? Well, maybe we could..." and I was like, "Yeah, sure," and he was like, "Cool,"... I know! He is so smart!
The Bartender: The only thing that I know for sure, is that you are the best thing that's ever happened to me . The Bartender: You know who she is, And you understand who you are, And now maybe you're ready to understand who I am .
Marian: Oh, Clucky, surely he must know how much I really love him. Clucky: But of course, my dear. Believe me, someday soon, your Uncle King Richard will have an outlaw for an in-law!
