Bill Foster: Hey. Why are you putting barbed wire on that fence? Is this how you rich people amuse yourselves? You put barbed wire on the fence so innocent people like me can hurt themselves looking in?
Sergeant Prendergast: [the other detectives have filled his desk with kitty litter] How am I supposed to get a pen out of here? Detective Keene: You don't need a pen. Just use one of them cat turds.
[Korben shows up at Father Cornelius' door with an unconscious Leeloo in his arms] Priest Vito Cornelius: Yes? Korben Dallas: I'm, uh, looking for a priest. Priest Vito Cornelius: Weddings are one floor down, my son. Congratulations.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: That's my man! Det. Rosetti: Not anymore, he's not. He's going down. You don't help us, you stay the hell out! Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Arrest us.
Michael Llewelyn Davies: Excuse me, sir, you're standing on my sleeve. J.M. Barrie: [moves his foot and looks down to face Michael] Am I? So sorry. I might point out you're lying under my bench.
Augustus Waters: Oh my God, I'm flying. Oh my God, we're flying. We're-we're flying! Look down! Nothing has ever looked like this in all of human history!
Phil: Come on, *all* the long distance lines are down? What about the satellite? Is it snowing in space? Don't you have some kind of a line that you keep open for emergencies or for celebrities? I'm both. I'm a celebrity in an emergency.
William Paley: There's a Knickerbocker game tonight, I've got front row seats. Are you interested? Edward R. Murrow: I'm a little busy bringing down the network tonight, Bill.
[Brand and Andy are about to kiss after falling down] Chunk: Shame, shame! Data: I know your name! Mouth: Come on, Brand! Slip her the tongue! Stef: Oh, that's disgusting. Now I can't even look.
Mama Fratelli: There it is. Okay, Jake, you first. Jake Fratelli: I ain't going down there, Mama. Are you kidding me? Mama Fratelli: [pulls out her gun and points it at Jake] GO! Jake Fratelli: I can't argue with that, Mama.
Chunk: [the cave is falling down, the goonies are escaping with the help of Sloth] Sloth! Come on! Sloth: Sloth love Chunk! Chunk: I love you too and you're going to get crushed! Sloth: Aaaaaahhhhhhh!
Tuco: [to Corporal Wallace] I told you once, friend, if I ever get you down, you're going to need a lot of help to get back up again!
Alma: Sit down and - and get comfortable. I'll make you a martini and see what's to cook for dinner. Robert E. Lee "Prew' Prewitt: Hey, this is like being married, ain't it? Alma: It's better.
Rob: Sometimes I got so bored of trying to touch her breast that I would try to touch her between her legs. It was like trying to borrow a dollar, getting turned down, and asking for 50 grand instead.
Veta Louise Simmons: As I was going down to the taxi cab to get Elwood's things, this awful man stepped out. He was a white slaver, I know he was. He was wearing one of those white suits, that's how they advertise.
Det. Sgt. Della Pesca: I'm gonna take your black ass down Mr. Fucking Champion of the World. Rubin 'Hurricane' Carter: I got your black fucking champion right between my legs you short punk bitch.
Keith Frazier: C'mon let's go down the street to the bar. I'll buy you a drink Dalton Russell: Thanks but I'm trying to stay away from bars right now if you know what I mean.
Dr. Ellie Sattler: [hears the T-Rex's roar in the distance] I think it's ahead of us. Muldoon: Well, it could be anywhere. With the fences down he can wander in and out of any paddock he likes.
[on being introduced to Terence, the head of the Downing Street staff] Prime Minister: I had an uncle called Terence once. Hated him. I think he was a pervert. But I very much like the look of you.
Pumbaa: [singing] And I got down-hearted. Timon: How did you feel? Pumbaa: Every time that I... Timon: [clapping Pumbaa's mouth shut] Hey, Pumbaa, not in front of the kids. Pumbaa: [Faces the camera] Oh. Sorry.
Adult Simba: Give me one good reason why I shouldn't rip you apart. Scar: Oh, Simba, you must understand. The pressures of ruling a kingdom... Adult Simba: Are no longer yours. Step down, Scar.
