Juno MacGuff: Oh, and she inexplicably mails me a cactus every Valentine's Day. And I'm like, "Thanks a heap coyote ugly. This cactus-gram stings even worse than your abandonment."
Vincent: You're alive. I saved you. Do I get any thanks? No. All you can do is clam up. You wanna talk? Tell me to fuck off? Max: Fuck off.
Mom: [Playing Santa] And this is for daddy... [Picks up a gift-wrapped bowling ball and drops it in The Old Man's Lap] Mom: Here, from me to you. The Old Man: [high-pitched] Thanks a lot!
Soz: [reading from a magazine] "I love English cock... " Tuff: Do you? Soz: [jokingly] Shut it. [continues to read magazine] Soz: Fancy a "tit fuck" Tuff: No thanks...
Stands With a Fist: [translating for Kicking Bird] He thanks Dances with Wolves for coming. John Dunbar: Who is Dances with Wolves? Stands With a Fist: It is the name all the people are calling you now.
Gill: Look at that. Would you look at that? Filthy. Absolutely filthy. And it's all thanks to you, kid. You made it possible. Jacques! I told you not to clean! Jacques: I am ashamed.
Hans: Are you laughing at me? Cleopatra: Why no, monsieur. Hans: Thanks, I'm glad. Cleopatra: Why should they laugh at you? Hans: Most big people do, they don't realize that I'm a man with the same feelings they have.
Richard Nixon: [a few seconds before the cameras begin to roll] Did you have a pleasant evening last night? David Frost: Yes, thank you. Richard Nixon: Did you do any fornicating?
[first lines] Sierra: Congratulations. James Bond: Thank you. Sierra: Mr. Ramirez and his friends will be out of business. James Bond: At least they won't be using heroin flavored bananas to finance revolutions.
Joe: It's a waste of time trying to logically figure out the female brain, that's for sure. Maybe she got another boyfriend. [farts] Seymour: Well... thanks for cheering me up!
Tequila: [Tequila's pants leg is on fire and a baby he's holding urinates down Tequila's leg, causing the fire to go out] You saved the day there, you little pisspot. Thanks a lot.
Cate Wilson: Hachi? Hachi? Oh, old thing! You're still waiting. That's right. If it's all right, could I wait with you for the next train? Yeah? Thanks.
Diego: Why did you do that? You could've died trying to save me. Manfred: That's what you do in a herd: you look out for each other. Diego: Well... thanks.
Manfred: Hey, buddy, want a lift? Diego: No, thanks. I'm saving what little dignity I've got left. Sid: You're hanging out with us now, pal. Dignity has nothing to do with it.
[Noodles meets Fat Moe after raping his sister Deborah] Noodles: You got any coffee around? Fat Moe: Yes. Noodles: Thanks. [stirs coffee for 60 seconds]
Peter Gibbons: Lawrence, you awake? Lawrence: Yeah. Peter Gibbons: You wanna come over? Lawrence: No, thanks, man. I don't want you fucking up my life, too.
Toki: Thanks, stranger. My husband's an idiot, but I'm glad he's safe and sound. Prince Ashitaka: That's a relief. I was starting to think I'd done something wrong by bringing him back home.
Detective: [referring to what was buried in Thorwald's flower bed] It's over in his apartment. In a hat box. Wanna look? Stella: Oh, no thanks! I don't want any part of her.
Satan: You have spilled the blood of the innocent. Now begins two million years of Darkness. Chef: Oh, good job Mrs. Broslofski. Thanks a lot!
Han Solo: Well, you can forget your troubles with those Imperial slugs. I told you I'd outrun 'em. [nobody is listening] Han Solo: Don't everyone thank me at once.
Mattie Ross: I guess I have a $10 horse. Tell Col. Stonehill I said 'Thank you'. Stableboy: No ma'am. He said he don't never want to hear your name again!
