[first lines] Ace Rothstein: [voice-over] When you love someone, you've gotta trust them. There's no other way. You've got to give them the key to everything that's yours. Otherwise, what's the point? And for a while, I believed, that's the kind of l...
Gretchen: My mom had to get a restraining order against my stepdad. He has emotional problems. Donnie: Oh, I have those, too. What kind of emotional problems does your dad have? Gretchen: He stabbed my mom four times in the chest. Donnie: Oh.
Carr Gomm: Can you imagine the kind of life he must have had? Dr. Frederick Treves: Yes, I think I can. Carr Gomm: I don't think so. No one could possibly imagine it! I don't believe any of us can!
[Forrest Gump referring to Apple Computer] Forrest Gump: Lieutenant Dan got me invested in some kind of fruit company. So then I got a call from him, saying we don't have to worry about money no more. And I said, that's good! One less thing.
Dr. Martin Bettes: My wife is Melvin Udall's publisher. She said that I was to take excellent care of this little guy because you are urgently needed back at work. What kind of work do you do? Carol Connelly: I'm a waitress. Beverly Connelly: In Manh...
Jungle Julia: But maybe a little later in the evening, you've had a few drinks, you're kind of losey gosey, you're safe with your girls. Then some kinda cute, kinda hot, kinda sexy, hysterically funny but not funny looking guy comes over and says it ...
Det. Hugo: Hello everyone, nice to see you. I am your detective for the evening. Please don't leave the premises. [people start scattering] Det. Hugo: I said please don't leave the premises. Am I speaking in some kind of strange foreign language?
Kate McCallister: How could we do this? We forgot him. Peter McCallister: We didn't forget him, we just miscounted. Kate McCallister: What kind of a mother am I? Frank McCallister: If it makes you feel any better, I forgot my reading glasses.
[after his latest "victory," in the final round of dragon training] Hiccup: So, later! Gobber: [catches him] Oh-oh, not so fast. Hiccup: Uh, I'm kind of late for... Astrid: [livid, jams her axehead into his throat] What? Late for *what*, exactly?
[questioning Thorin] Thranduil: [to Thorin] Where does your journey end? A quest to reclaim a homeland, and slay a dragon!... I suspect something more prosaic. Attempted burglary, or something of that kind. You seek that which would bestow upon you t...
Elle Driver: I might never have liked you. Point of fact, I despise you. But that doesn't suggest I don't respect you. Dying in our sleep is a luxury our kind is rarely afforded. My gift to you.
Atticus Finch: If you just learn a single trick, Scout, you'll get along a lot better with all kinds of folks. You never really understand a person until you consider things from his point of view... Until you climb inside of his skin and walk around...
Mr. Dryden: Lawrence, only two kinds of creature get fun in the desert: Bedouins and gods, and you're neither. Take it from me, for ordinary men, it's a burning, fiery furnace. T.E. Lawrence: No, Dryden, it's going to be fun. Mr. Dryden: It is recogn...
Brigadier General Norman Cota: I don't have to tell you the story. You all know it. Only two kinds of people are gonna stay on this beach: those that are already dead and those that are gonna die. Now get off your butts. You guys are the Fighting 29t...
Humbert Humbert: What drives me insane is the twofold nature of this nymphet, of every nymphet perhaps, this mixture in my Lolita of tender, dreamy childishness and a kind of eerie vulgarity. I know it is madness to keep this journal, but it gives me...
Ariel: I've never seen a human this close before. Oh he's very handsome, isn't he? [Scuttle looks at Max and scratches his neck] Scuttle: I don't know, he looks kind of hairy and slobbery to me. Ariel: No, not that one. The one playing the snarfblatt...
Stansfield: You're a Mozart fan. I love him too. I looooove Mozart! He was Austrian you know? But for this kind of work, [imitates playing the piano] Stansfield: he's a little bit light. So I tend to go for the heavier guys. Check out Brahms. He's go...
Leonard Shelby: There are things you know for sure. Natalie: Such as? Leonard Shelby: I know what that's going to sound like when I knock on it. I know that's what going to feel like when I pick it up. See? Certainties. It's the kind of memory that y...
Lock, Shock, Barrel: Kidnap Mr. Sandy Claws? Lock: I wanna do it. Barrel: Let's draw straws! Shock: Jack said we should work together. Barrel: Three of a kind. Lock: Birds of a feather. Lock, Shock, Barrel: Now and forever!
Joanna: How dare you judge me? I mean what are you? You think you're some kind of, like, angel here? No, you're just this penny-stealing... wanna-be criminal... man. Peter Gibbons: Yeah, well, that may be. But at least I never slept with Lumbergh.
George Taylor: Imagine me needing someone. Back on Earth I never did. Oh, there were women. Lots of women. Lots of love-making but no love. You see, that was the kind of world we'd made. So I left, because there was no one to hold me there.
