Ace Rothstein: [voice-over] Nicky's methods of betting weren't scientific, but they worked. When he won, he collected. When he lost, he told the bookies to go fuck themselves. I mean, what were they going to do, muscle Nicky? Nicky was the muscle.
Roger: It's Christmastime down there, buddy! Peter: Fat city, brother! How we gonna work it? Roger: If we can get into one of the department stores up top, they'll have their own escalators inside. Peter: Let's go check those keys.
Jan: For all revolutions, one thing is clear... even if some didn't work, the most important thing is that the best ideas survived. The same goes for personal revolts. What turns out good, what survives in you that makes you stronger.
Bill: Were you, uh, "working" for him at the time? The Blonde: That... is none of your business. [gets up to leave] The Blonde: I think you'd better find somebody else to start telling you little stories. Bill: Oh come on, I was just joking!
Carl Showalter: [on date with hooker] So, how long you been with the escort service? Escort: I don't know, a few months. Carl Showalter: Find that work interesting, do ya? Escort: What're you talkin' about? [quick cut to next scene, where he's having...
Dr Ray Stantz: Personally, I liked the university. They gave us money and facilities, we didn't have to produce anything! You've never been out of college! You don't know what it's like out there! I've *worked* in the private sector. They expect *res...
Father Dominic Moran: [offering Sands a cigarette] Bit of a break from smokin' the Bible, eh? Bobby Sands: [agrees] Father Dominic Moran: Anyone work out which book is the best smoke? Bobby Sands: We only smoke the Lamentations. A right miserable cig...
George Bailey: You know what we're gonna do? We're gonna shoot the works. A whole week in New York. A whole week in Bermuda. The highest hotels. The oldest champagne. The richest caviar and the hottest music and the prettiest wife.
Gilbert Huph: [in Huph's office] You know, Bob... a company... Bob: Is like an enormous clock. Gilbert Huph: ...Is like an enormous cl... Yes, precisely. It only works if all the little cogs mesh together. A clock must be clean, well lubricated, and ...
Helen: I love you, but if we're going to make this work, you have to be more than Mr. Incredible. You know that, don't you? Priest: ...so long as you both shall live? Bob: I do.
T.E. Lawrence: We do not work this thing for Feisal. Auda abu Tayi: No? For the English, then? T.E. Lawrence: For the Arabs. Auda abu Tayi: The Arabs? The Howitat, Ajili, Rala, Beni Saha; these I know, I have even heard of the Harif, but the Arabs? W...
[Grandfather, who has laid himself down to die, wakes up] Old Lodge Skins: Am I still in this world? Jack Crabb: Yes, Grandfather. Old Lodge Skins: [groans] I was afraid of that. Well, sometimes the magic works. Sometimes, it doesn't.
Mike: [Spotting Sulley while he's working out] 118. Do you have 119? Do I see 120? Oh, I don't believe it! Sulley: I'm not even breaking a sweat. Mike: Not you! Look! The new commercial's on.
Leonard Shelby: I meet Sammy through work. Insurance. I was an investigator. I'd investigate the claims to see which ones were phony. I had to see through people's bullshit. It was useful experience, 'cause now it's my life.
[talking on the phone about Sammy Jankis' attempts to learn through repitition] Leonard Shelby: Sammy had no drive, no reason to make it work. [listens and looks at his tattoo reading "John G. raped and murdered my wife"] Leonard Shelby: Me? Yeah, I ...
Fred Gailey: Look Doris, someday you're going to find that your way of facing this realistic world just doesn't work. And when you do, don't overlook those lovely intangibles. You'll discover those are the only things that are worthwhile.
Colonel Blake: I think it's important we go over the three basic principles: organization, discipline, and team work. Spearchucker: Excuse me, but do you mind if we limber up first? Colonel Blake: Oh, th-that's a good idea. You organize that.
Conrad "Con" Jarrett: Anyway. Jeannine: Hm, what? Conrad "Con" Jarrett: Oh just anyway. It's a conversation starter. Jeannine: Hm, catchy. Conrad "Con" Jarrett: I knew you'd like it, I've been working on it all day.
[shouting during severe storm] Will Turner: How can we sail to an island that nobody can find with a compass that doesn't work? Mr. Gibbs: Aye, the compass doesn't point North. But we're not trying to find North, are we?
[after finding Gerald Root, Angier's new double] Cutter: He's perfect. He needs some work, but when I get through with him, he could be your brother. Robert Angier: I don't need him to be my brother, I need him to be *me*!
Mr. Robertson: In order to protect our nation's citizens, it's important we keep certain government operations confidential. Wouldn't you agree? Jane: Yes, sir. Mr. Robertson: I work for an organization whose primary purpose is *not* space travel. It...
