Jane: I wanted you to know, now, I've loved you since the first day I met you, and I'll never stop. I'm a very lucky woman. Frank: So am I...
Alicia: You're sore because you've fallen for a little drunk you tamed in Miami and you don't like it. It makes you sick all over, doesn't it? People will laugh at you, the invincible Devlin, in love with someone who isn't worth even wasting the word...
Noah: He got the notion into his head that if he restored the old house where they had come that night, Allie would find a way to come back to him. Some called it a labor of love. Others called it something else. But in fact, Noah had gone a little m...
Young Allie: What do ya want? [asks after he tells her he needs to regain his strength after making love all day] Young Noah: Hmmm. I want some... uh... pancakes... and some bacon... and chicken.
[Buttercup and Westley have just entered the Fire Swamp] Westley: [looking around] It's not that bad. [Buttercup stares unbelievingly at him] Westley: Well, I'm not saying I'd like to build a summer home here, but the trees are actually quite lovely.
Prince Humperdinck: You truly love each other and so you might have been truly happy. Not one couple in a century has that chance, no matter what the story books say. And so I think no man in a century will suffer as greatly as you will.
Bonnie Sherow: How could you let him sell you out? What about truth? Reality? Tom Oakley: What about the way the old ending tested in Canoga Park? Everybody hated it. We reshot it, now everybody loves it. - That's reality.
[last lines] Narrator: Within no time, Jean-Baptiste Grenouille had disappeared from the face of the earth. When they had finished, they felt a virginal glow of happiness. For the first time in their lives, they believed they had done something purel...
Lydia Bennet: Oh, Mama! You will never, ever, ever believe what we're about to tell you! Mrs. Bennet: Well tell me quickly, my love! Lydia Bennet, Kitty Bennet: [in unison] The regiment are coming! Mrs. Bennet: Officers!
Feathers: I thought you were never going to say it. John T. Chance: Say what? Feathers: That you love me. John T. Chance: I said I'd arrest you. Feathers: It means the same thing, you know that.
Stanley Goodspeed: [Stanley and Carla are making love. The phone rings] I have to get that. Carla: No, you don't. Stanley Goodspeed: Yes, I do. They know I'm home. Carla: [annoyed] Stanley, how can they possibly know you're home? Stanley Goodspeed: [...
James Stevens: If two members of staff have to fall in love and decide to get married, there's nothing one can say. But what I do find a major irritation are those persons who are simply going from post to post looking for romance.
Prince John: Taxes! Taxes! Beautiful, lovely taxes! Ah-hah! Ah-hah! Hiss: Sire, you have an absolute skill for encouraging contributions from the poor. [chuckles] Prince John: To coin a phrase, my dear counselor, rob the poor to give the rich.
James Bond: You're one of the most beautiful girls I've ever seen. Tatiana: Thank you, but I think my mouth is too big. James Bond: No, it's the right size... for me, that is.
[after seeing his father kill someone] Michael Sullivan, Jr.: Does Mama know? Michael Sullivan: Your mother knows I love Mr. Rooney. When we had nothing, he gave us a home... a life... and we owe him.
Marv: I had to fight some cops. Lucille: Oh, that's lovely. You didn't happen to kill any of them, did you? Marv: Nah, I don't think so, but they know they've been in a fight, that's for damn sure.
Donkey: [looks at a hovel] Whoa. Look at that. Who'd wanna live in a place like that? Shrek: That, would be my home. Donkey: Oh... and it is LOVELY! You know, you're really quite a decorator. It's amazing what you've done with such a modest budget. I...
Dolores Chanal: Let's put them at the table, we'll dry them off, change their clothes. They'll be our living dolls, huh? Tomorrow we can take them on a picnic. Teddy Daniels: If you ever loved me, Dolores, please stop talking.
Satan: The time of prophecy is upon us! Saddam Hussein: I love when you get all biblical, Satan! You know exactly how to turn my crank. Satan: No, I'm being serious!
Duncan: I wish I could stay here forever. Owen: You're going to love the winters. They're pretty spectacular. Painting houses until it gets too cold, bar backing at some dive, talking to inanimate objects.
[after sex with The Monster] Elizabeth: Oh. Where you going?... Oh, you men are all alike. Seven or eight quick ones and then you're out with the boys to boast and brag. YOU BETTER KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT. Oh... I think I love him.
