Randal Graves: You can't get a chick, ya mook. You're too weird and sad. Elias: [gets angry] I turn down chicks left and right. Randal Graves: Your chicks *are* your left and right.
[last lines] John McClane: Merry Christmas, Argyle. Argyle: Merry Christmas. Richard Thornburg: [to the camera] Did ya get that? Argyle: [Argyle shuts the limo door] If this is their idea of Christmas, I *gotta* be here for New Year's.
Betina: What'cha do for your massa'? Django: Didn't you hear him tell ya, I ain't no slave? Betina: So, you really free? Django: Yeah, I is free. Betina: So, you wanna dress like that?
Sgt. Donny Donowitz: [Aldo is carving a swastika into Private Butz's forehead] You know, Lieutenant, you're getting pretty good at that. Lt. Aldo Raine: You know how you get to Carnegie Hall, don't ya? Practice.
Pvt. Cowboy: God almighty, you guys smell like you fell into a dung heap! Crapgame: Kinda makes ya homesick, don't it? Pvt. Willard: [to Pvt. Cowboy] You know it does, kinda ,don't it old buddy?
Steve: I'm outta here! See ya early. Robbie: I'm outta here! Diane: You I can handle. Robbie: I got school! Diane: Breakfast first. Robbie: All right, I'll just flunk.
Indiana: There's a big snake in the plane, Jock! Jock: Oh, that's just my pet snake Reggie. Indiana: I hate snakes, Jock! I hate 'em! Jock: Come on! Show a little backbone, will ya!
John T. Chance: Stumpy? Stumpy: Yeah? John T. Chance: Going over to the hotel for a few minutes. Stumpy: Well, if'n ya don't come back, me 'n' Joe'll have us a good cry.
Dick Jones: Every policeman knows when he joins the force that there are certain inherent risks that come with the territory. Ask any cop, he'll tell ya, "If you can't stand the heat, you better stay out of the kitchen."
Mr. Blonde: Boy that was really exciting. I bet you're a big Lee Marvin fan aren't ya. Yeah me too. I love that guy. My heart's beatin' so fast I'm about to have a heart attack.
Grumpy: [watching the Dwarfs washing themselves] Next thing you know, she'll be tyin' your beards up in pink ribbons and smellin' ya up with that stuff called, uh perfume.
Mrs. Lovett: [singing] With the price of meat, wot it is, when you get it, if you get it. Sweeney Todd: [suddenly understands] Ah! Mrs. Lovett: [singing] Good ya got it.
Mr. Potato Head: Remember all that bad stuff I said about Andy's attic? I take it all back. Slinky Dog: Ya darn-tootin' Hamm the Piggy Bank: You said it!
Rapunzel: Who are you, and how did you find me? Flynn Rider: [clears throat] I know not who you are, nor how I came to find you, but may I just say... Hi. How ya doin'?
Coffer: [aiming at Tector Gorch] I can nail him! Deke Thornton: I said wait! T.C.: [flustered] What if they slip out the back? Coffer: [annoyed] It's covered, ya two-bit, redneck peckerwood!
Mike Teevee: Wait till I get a real one. Colt 45. Pop won't let me have one yet, will ya, Pop? Mr. Teevee: Not till you're 12, son.
Frank: I see your front tires gone a bit flat on ya there Burt. Burt Munro: Oh yeah well the good news is its only flat on the bottom.
Mercy: Yeah, that's right, Warriors. Just keep walkin'. Real tough muthas, ain't ya? You guys don't show me much. Why don't you dickheads just walk all the way back home, huh?
Terry: You think you're God Almighty, but you know what you are? You're a cheap, lousy, dirty, stinkin' mug! And I'm glad what I done to you, ya hear that? I'm glad what I done!
Ash: Oh you little bastards! All right, I'll crush each and every last one of ya! I'll squash you so hard you'll have to look down to look up! Mini Ash: Hey dumbass!
Man at Accident: [after Terry has backed into his car] Excuse me, but I think we've had an accident. Terry Fields: Well, goddammit, I won't report you this time, but next time just watch it, will ya?
