Raoul Duke: Look, there's two women fucking a polar bear! Dr. Gonzo: Don't tell me these things. Not now man.
Alice the Maid: I don't know anything about no dope! Dr. Gonzo: Come on lady, don't try and tell us you've never heard of the Grange Gorman.
Melvin Udall: [after telling Carol that he thinks she's the greatest woman on Earth] Is that something that's bad for you to be around, for you? Carol Connelly: No.
M. Gustave: Well, Serje? Don't keep us in the dark! This has been an absolute, bloody nightmare. Tell us what the fuck is going on!
[first lines] Dr. Peter Venkman: All right, I'm gonna turn over the next card. Concentrate... I want you to tell me what you think it is.
Vincent Mancini: Well you tell him from me, that he can live, or he can die. Michael Corleone: Vincent, will you SHUT UP!
John Rawlins: That's right, Hines. Ain't no dream. We runaway slaves but we come back fightin' men. Go tell your folks how kingdom come in the year of jubilee!
[last lines] Frank Dunne: [Frank is running back to Trench to tell them to stop the attack] Gangway! Gangway! Gangway! Urgent message! Frank Dunne: [the whistle blows] Gangway, NOOOOOOOOOOO! AHHHHHHHHHH!
Benjamin: Elaine, would you just tell me where he proposed to you? Benjamin: [shouting after her as she leaves the library] Oh God, it wasn't in his car, was it?
Bill: Well draw it mildly son. Happy Jack don't fill his lungs without I tell him he may do so.
Snotlout: [to Ruffnut] Here you go, babe. Did I tell you that you look amazing today? 'Cause you do.
Hamlet: If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart, absent thee from felicity awhile and in this harsh world draw thy breath in pain to tell my story.
Wilbur 'Shooter' Flatch: Clete, you tell him. Sectionals of '33, one point down. Five, four, three, two, one, let 'er fly... in and out. Yeah, well, I was fouled...
Hagrid: [after telling Harry, Ron and Hermione how to get past fluffy] Oh! I shouldn't have said that.
Rachel: He's not much to look at, but it's so hard to find a family man these days. Jennifer: Tell me about it. All of the sensitive ones get eaten.
Train Engineer #1: Go ahead. Tell him what you saw, Frank. Train Engineer #2: You're not gonna believe this, but it was a giant... metal... man.
Joy: All these facts and opinions look the same. I can't tell them apart. Bing Bong: Happens to me all the time. Don't worry about it.
Po: [breathing heavily] I know you're trying to be all mystical and Kung Fu-ey, but could you at least tell me where we're going?
Peter: Who is it? [Mark's sign reads "say it's carol singers"] Juliet: It's carol singers. Peter: Well, give them a quid and tell them to bugger off!
Prime Minister: I'm very jealous of your plane, by the way. The President: Oh, thank you. We love that thing, I'll tell ya.
Pi Patel: [writing on the lifeboat] Words are all I have left to hang on to. Everything's all mixed up, fragmented, can't tell daydreams, nightdreams from reality anymore.
