John Coffey: [after being locked inside his prison cell, he looks up at Paul] I couldn't help it, Boss. I tried to take it back... but it was too late. [Paul glances at John Coffey for a second and walks away]
Major Franklin: Pappadimos, have you got your silencer? Pvt. Spyros Pappadimos: Yes. Major Franklin: Then use it. Shoot the laundry boy. Maj. Baker: Are you crazy? Major Franklin: And if the Major gets in your way, shoot him too. That's an order.
Louie: Goddamn it. You shot me in the exact same fucking place as last time! Ghost Dog: I'm sorry. I mean you no disrespect. You're my retainer. I don't want to put too many holes in you.
Thao Vang Lor: Excuse me Sir, I need a haircut if you ain't too busy you old Italian son of a bitch prick barber. Boy, does my ass hurt from all of the guys at my construction job.
Bilbo Baggins: Who is that? He doesn't look too happy. Gandalf: It is Dain, Lord of the Ironhills. Thorin's cousin. Bilbo Baggins: [jogging to catch up to Gandalf] Are they alike? Gandalf: [pauses] I always found Thorin the more reasonable of the two...
Laura: I'm too tired not to be with you. Rob: What, so if you had a bit more energy we'd stay split up, but things being as they are, with you being wiped out and all, you want to get back together? Is that it? Laura: Yeah.
Helen Jordan: Anyway, so the police came and looked in her freezer and found baggies filled with the doorman's genitals. Mona: I use baggies. Joy Jordan: Me too. Helen Jordan: Everyone uses baggies, that's why we can all relate to this crime. Don't y...
Louis: You see that old woman? That will never happen to you. You will never grow old, and you will never die. Claudia: And it means something else too, doesn't it? I shall never ever grow up.
Oddball: Who is that guy, Crapgame? Crapgame: Him? Name's Kelly. Used to be a lieutenant, pretty good one, too, till they gave him orders to attack the wrong hill. Wiped out a half a company of G.I.'s. Somebody had to get the blame and he got picked.
Gamling: He leaves because there is no hope. Theoden: He leaves because he must. Gamling: Too few have come. We cannot defeat the armies of Mordor. Theoden: No. We cannot. But we will meet them in battle nonetheless.
Jack Crabb: [after the sergeant shoots Shadow] There was no describing how I felt: an enemy had saved my life from the violent murder of one of my best friends... The world was too ridiculous to even bother to live in.
Ursula: Oh, no, no, no, no, no. I can't stand it! It's too easy! The child is in love with a human. And not just any human. A prince! [laughs] Ursula: Her daddy'll love that. King Triton's headstrong, lovesick girl would make a charming addition to m...
Landlord: Am I a charity? You haven't paid me in four months. Fantine: [shivering with cold] I paid you... Landlord: I have bills too and I can't spread my legs. Besides, it's not good business to rent to a whore.
Yuri Orlov: Selling a gun for the first time is a lot like having sex for the first time. You're excited but you don't really know what the hell you're doing. And some way, one way or another, it's over too fast.
Leonard Shelby: If we talk for too long, I'll forget how we started. Next time I see you, I'm not gonna remember this conversation. I don't even know if I've met you before. [pause] Leonard Shelby: I've told you this before, haven't I?
Mary Wilke: I'm honest, whaddya want? I say what's on my mind and, if you can't take it, well then fuck off! Isaac Davis: And I like the way you express yourself too, y'know, it's pithy yet degenerate. You get many dates?
Christian: [singing] The courtesan and sitar man are pulled apart by an evil plan... Satine: [singing] but in the end she hears his song... Christian: [singing] and their love is just too strong. The Duke: [singing] It's a little bit funny, this feel...
Morpheus: How did I beat you? Neo: You... you're too fast. Morpheus: Do you believe that my being stronger or faster has anything to do with my muscles in this place? Do you think that's air you're breathing now?
Jefferson Smith: I wouldn't give you two cents for all your fancy rules if, behind them, they didn't have a little bit of plain, ordinary, everyday kindness and a little looking out for the other fella, too.
Kathy Thorn: Something in mind, Mr. Ambassador? Robert Thorn: Why don't we have a little look upstairs... Kathy Thorn: Well, there's no furniture up there either. Robert Thorn: Awww, you know, you could be too sexy for the White House!
Harmonica: And Frank? Snaky: Frank sent us. Harmonica: Did you bring a horse for me? Snaky: Well... looks like we're... [snickers] Snaky: ...looks like we're shy one horse. Harmonica: You brought two too many.
