Kaffee: Anyway, since we seem to be out of witnesses, I thought I'd drink a little. Galloway: I still think we can win. Kaffee: Maybe you should drink a little.
Kaffee: This your signature? Dawson: Yes, sir. Kaffee: You don't have to call me "sir." [to Downey] Kaffee: Is this your signature? Downey: Sir, yes, sir. Kaffee: You certainly don't need to do it twice in one sentence.
Col. Jessep: [to Lt. Kendrick] John, you're in charge. Santiago doesn't make 4646 on his next Proficiency and Conduct Report, and I'm going to blame you. And then, I'm going to kill you.
[about Yente, the matchmaker] Tzeitel: But Mama, the men she finds. The last one was so old and he was bald. He had no hair. Golde: A poor girl without a dowry can't be so particular. You want hair, marry a monkey.
Proximo: So Spaniard, we shall go to Rome together and have bloody adventures. And the great whore will suckle us until we are fat and happy and can suckle no more. And then, when enough men have died, perhaps you will have your freedom.
Paul Edgecomb: [to Dean Stanton who is standing in the doorway with a broom] You let him get past you. Dean Stanton: No I did not. Brutus "Brutal" Howell: Three grown men... outsmarted by a mouse.
[Mikey calls for a bathroom break] Mikey: Okay, this is the little boys' room, and that cave over there is the little girls' room. [Brandon heads to a different cave] Mikey: Brand, where're you going? Brandon Walsh: This is the *men's* room.
[from Machete trailer] Priest: I took a vow of peace. And now you want me to help you KILL these men? Machete: Yes, bro... I mean Padre. Priest: I'll see what I can do. [pumps shotguns]
Bjurman: How many partners have you had in the last month? And how many of those were men? It's regulation. I have to ask these things. Lisbeth Salander: Write what you want.
Blondie: [counting Angel Eyes' men] One, two, three, four, five, and six. Six, the perfect number. Angel Eyes: I thought three was the perfect number. Blondie: I've got six more bullets in my gun.
Edna: Men at Robert's age are often unstable... prone to weakness. Helen: What are you saying? Edna: Do you know where he is? Helen: Of course... Edna: Do you *know* where he is?
Baron Nishi: This is a picture of me and my horse champion. Sam: [Sam smiles and chuckles] No kidding. Oklahoma, it's where I'm from. Baron Nishi: Takeichi. Sam: Sam. [Both men shake hands]
Gandalf: Our enemy is ready, his full strength gathered. Not only orcs, but men as well: legions of Haradrim from the south, mercenaries from the coast. All will answer Mordor's call.
Abe: My great-grandfather told my grandfather, "Men are like spiders. It's the little ones you've got to be careful of." Joe: Don't know I agree with that. Abe: Yeah? Huh. What the fuck did my great-grandfather know?
Sam: [sees corpses in the marsh] There are dead things! Dead faces in the water. Gollum: All dead... all rotten. Elves and men and orcses. A great battle, long ago. The Dead Marshes... yes, that is their name.
Faramir: [to Frodo] So this is the answer to all the riddles: here in the wild I have you, two Halflings and a host of men at my call, and the Ring of Power within my grasp.
Kasper Gutman: That's an attitude, sir, that calls for the most delicate judgment on both sides. 'Cause as you know, sir, in the heat of action men are likely to forget where their best interests lie and let their emotions carry them away.
[Shan-Yu releases two captured Imperial scouts to give the Emperor a message] Shan-Yu: How many men does it take to deliver a message? [Hun Archer draws back his bow and aims] Hun Archer: One.
Slim: You travel around together? George: Yeah. Slim: There ain't many guys travel around together. I don't know why. Maybe everybody in the whole damn world's scared of each other.
Dr. Solomon: Now, you understand I can't just give you new irises. Because if I do, the retinal scans will read the scar tissue, alarms will go off, and large men with guns will appear.
Calvera: Generosity... that was my first mistake. I leave these people a little bit extra, and then they hire these men to make trouble. It shows you, sooner or later, you must answer for every good deed.
