M. Gustave: [to Mme. Celine's corpse] You're looking so well, darling, you really are... they've done a marvelous job. I don't know what sort of cream they've put on you down at the morgue, but... I want some.
Dr. Peter Venkman: [the Ghostbusters are tiring as they climb twenty-two flights of stairs in their proton packs] Where are we? Dr Ray Stantz: [gasps] Looks like we're in the teens... somewhere. Dr. Peter Venkman: Well, when we get to twenty, tell me...
Matt Buckner: You look nervous. Pete Dunham: Nervous? Fuck off... Matt Buckner: Well what's on your mind then? Pete Dunham: Only two little words keep every Hammer in England up all night... "United away".
John Coffey: There's lotsa people here that hate me, lots. I can feel it. It's like bees stingin' me. Brutus "Brutal" Howell: Well feel how we feel then. We don't hate you. Can you feel that?
Earl the Plumber: I been fixing the plumbing in here for ten years. I ain't never had to wear no damn tie before. Bill Dodge: Well you're a VIP today, Earl, so just shut up.
Gandhi: [in South Africa] You mean you can appoint Mr. Baker as your attorney but you can't walk down the street with him? Kahn: Well, I can, but I risk being kicked into the gutter by someone less holy than Mr. Baker.
[Vincent is applying for employment at Gattaca. He has supplied a urine sample for analysis. When Dr. Lamar puts the sample into a genetic analyzer, the machine identifies it as "VALID", "MORROW, JEROME", "011010100-09564"] Dr. Lamar: Congratulations...
Stan Shunpike: What you doin' down there? Harry: I fell over. Stan Shunpike: What you fell over for? Harry: I didn't do it on purpose. Stan Shunpike: Well come on then! Let's not wait for the grass to grow!
Hagrid: Well, first the committee took turns in talking about 'why we were there'. Then I stood up and said my bit, how Buckbeak was a good hippogriff, always cleaned his feathers. And then Lucius Malfoy got up...
Peter McCallister: Hey did you by any chance pick up a voltage adapter thing? Kate McCallister: No, I didn't have time to do that. Peter McCallister: Well how am I supposed to shave in France? Kate McCallister: Grow a goatee.
Walter Burns: Let's see this paragon! Is he as good as you say? Hildy Johnson: Why, he's better! Walter Burns: Well then, what does he want with you? Hildy Johnson: Ah-ha-ha, now you got me!
Metropolitan Police Inspector: [darkly] You don't want me to get the Chief Inspector down here, do you? Nicholas Angel: Yes, I would actually. Metropolitan Police Inspector: Very well. [to a man by the door] Metropolitan Police Inspector: Kenneth?
Maude: [gesturing to a sick tree growing through a sidewalk] Harold, we have *got* to do something about this life. Harold: What? Maude: We'll transplant it. To the forest. Harold: You can't do that. Maude: Why not? Harold: This is public property. M...
Grandfather: Hullo. John: He can talk then, can he? Paul: 'Course he can talk. He's a human being, isn't he? Ringo: Well if he's your grandfather, who knows! Ha ha ha!
Elwood P. Dowd: Years ago, my mother used to say to me, she'd say "In this world, Elwood, you can be oh so so smart, or oh so pleasant." Well, for years I was smart... I recommend pleasant. You may quote me.
[looking at a recently-hatched dragon] Hagrid: Isn't he beautiful? Oh, bless him! Look! He knows his mummy! Hallo, Norbert! Harry: Norbert? Hagrid: Yeah, well, he's gotta have a name, don't he?
[Henry, struggling with a Nazi for a gun, uses his fountain pen to blind the Nazi] Marcus Brody: Henry, the pen. Professor Henry Jones: What? Marcus Brody: Well don't you see? The pen is mightier than the sword.
Professor Henry Jones: [to Indy] Well, I didn't trust her. Why did you? Walter Donovan: Because he didn't take my advice. Didn't I tell you not to trust anyone, Dr. Jones?
[Indy and his father have boarded the airship] Indiana Jones: Well, we made it! Professor Henry Jones: [looking out from behind his newspaper] When we are airborne, with Germany behind us, *then* I will share that sentiment!
Indiana Jones: [Looking through his binoculars and seeing a tank] 12 pound gun. Professor Henry Jones: What are you doing? Get down. Indiana Jones: Dad, we're well out of range. [the tanks fires on them]
Armand: You are beautiful, my friend. Lestat must have wept when he made you. Louis: Lestat? You knew Lestat? Armand: Knew him well enough not to mourn his passing
