Mayor: [singing] What a splendid idea! This Christmas sounds fun. I fully endorse it - [while shooing away a bat he switches his face to look unhappy] Mayor: let's try it at once!
Roger Thornhill: [as the police carry Thornhill out of the Art Auction Room, Roger says to the thug who tried to kill Roger twice before in the picture] I'm sorry old man. Too bad. Keep trying.
Bastian: How many wishes do I get? The Childlike Empress: As many as you want. And the more wishes you make, the more magnificent Fantasia will become. Bastian: Really? The Childlike Empress: Try it. Bastian: My first wish is...
Homer: Man, we should be trying to get into that science fair instead of sitting around here like a bunch of hillbillies. Roy Lee: Well, I got some real sad news for you Homer. We *are* a bunch of hillbillies.
[another driver is trying to alert them that they're driving on the wrong side of the highway] Neal: He says we're going the wrong way... Del: Oh, he's drunk. How would he know where we're going?
Steve: I was trying to answer her with my mind and she couldn't hear me. Now I thought you said this Tangina Barens was an extraordinary... Tangina: [offscreen] I can. I just don't like trick answers.
Macaulay Connor: C.K. Dexter Haven, what kind of a name is that? Elizabeth (Liz) Imbrie: Macaulay Connor is no homespun tag, my pet. Macaulay Connor: Yeah, well you just try calling him Macaulay.
Mary Elizabeth: [after Charlie has handed them a bag of gifts] Wait a second, there's only Secret Santa presents. There's rules! Patrick: Mary Elizabeth, why are you trying to EAT Christmas?
Ed McDonnough: You mean you busted out of jail. Evelle: No, ma'am. We released ourselves on our own recognizance. Gale: What Evelle here is trying to say is that we felt that the institution no longer had anything to offer us.
Price: Must you two always be last? Animal: Oh, yeah? You try jumping in those trenches first. Everybody jumps in on top of you. Shapiro: How do you think I got my hernia? [coughs]
Grace: They're going to ask you a lot of questions. It's going to be hard. Jayden: I'll try to leave out the part about you breaking into that house with a baseball bat. Grace: Thanks.
Betty Schaefer: Perhaps the reason I hated "Bases Loaded" is that I knew your name. I'd always heard you had some talent. Joe Gillis: That was last year. This year I'm trying to earn a living.
Hector the Toad: You want to give me the cash, or do I kill your brother first, before I kill you? Tony Montana: Why don't you try sticking your head up your ass? See if it fits.
Jerry: [Joe used a "Cary Grant" voice when posing as a millionaire] What are you trying to do to that poor girl, putting on a millionaire act? And, where did you get that phony accent? Nobody "talks loike thet"!
Squints: [Squints is about to tell a story] Quiet! Are you trying to wake it up. It just went to bed! Smalls: [quite loudly] What just went to bed? All: SHH! [whispering] All: The Beast. Smalls: [louder] Oh yeah! All: SHHHH!
Ronnie: Oh, she's a mess. You gotta be careful. She goes to a lot of therapy. Pat: I go to a lot of therapy, Ronnie. What are you trying to say? Ronnie: I'm just saying.
[John Connor wants to get some things from home] The Terminator: Negative. The T-1000 will definitely try to reacquire you there. John Connor: You sure? The Terminator: I would.
Mother Gothel: [after tricking Rapunzel into returning to the tower with her] I really did try, Rapunzel. I tried to warn you what was out there. The world is dark and selfish and cruel. If it finds even the slightest ray of sunshine, it destroys it!
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton: You see if you ask me we're heterosexual by default, not by decision. It's just a question of who you fancy. It's all about aesthetics and it's fuck all to do with morality. But you try telling Begbie that.
Rose: [Rose is pointing out certain people to Jack before dinner] That's John Jacob Astor, the richest man on the ship. His little wifey there, Madeline, is my age and in a delicate condition. See how she's trying to hide it?
Terence Fletcher: The folder is your fucking responsibility, Tanner. Why would you give it to Neiman? Right? You give a calculator to a fucking retard he's gonna try to turn on a TV with it. Now get your sticks and get your ass on stage.
