Ken: Cate... Cate Wilson: Ken... [silent for a while] Cate Wilson: It's been a while. Ken: It certainly has. Cate Wilson: It's ten years. Can you believe it?
Pratt: Is it true that you went twelve-for-twelve with the Maxim Girls last year? Tony Stark: That is an excellent question. Yes and no. March and I had a scheduling conflict but fortunately the Christmas cover was twins.
Mike Wallace: [to Hezbollah Head Gunman] What the hell do you think I am? A 78 year-old assassin? You think I'm gonna karate him to death with this notepad?
Tom Robinson: I can't use my left hand at all. I got it caught in a cotton gin when I was twelve years old. All my muscles were tore loose.
Eleonore: This year you bring a lady guest? Jamie: Ah, no. There's a change of situation. It's just me. Eleonore: Oh, am I sad or not sad? Jamie: Uh, I think you're not surprised.
Lynn Bracken: You're the first man in five years who didn't tell me I look like Veronica Lake inside of a minute. Bud White: You look better than Veronica Lake.
[first lines] Title Card: 1757 / The American colonies. / It is the 3rd year of the war between England and France for the possession of the continent. / Three men, the last of a vanishing people, are on the frontier west of the Hudson River.
Social Services: [to Scout Master Ward and Captain Sharp] You two are the most appallingly incompetent custodial guardians Social Services has ever had the misfortune to encounter in a TWENTY-SEVEN year career!
Caption: He remembers those vanished years. As though looking through a dusty window pane, the past is something he could see, but not touch. And everything he sees is blurred and indistinct.
Kate Grant: [upon learning Woody has "won" a million dollars] I never knew the son of a bitch even wanted to be a millionaire! He should have thought about that years ago and worked for it!
Lock, Shock, Barrel: [singing] Kidnap the Sandy Claws, / beat him with a stick, / lock him up for ninety years, / see what makes him tick.
Remigio da Varagine: In the twelve years I have lived here, I have done nothing but stuff my belly, shag my wick, and squeeze the hungry peasants for tithes!
Barbara Covett: People languish for years with partners who are clearly from another planet. We want so much to believe that we've found our other. It takes courage to recognise the real as opposed to the convenient.
Roy Hobbs: Red, it took me sixteen years to get here. You play me, and I'll give ya the best I got. Red Blow: I believe ya.
Woo-jin Lee: You really are the very monster I created, aren't you? But you won't find out the "why" of this if you kill me. Fifteen years of being curious would go to waste.
Landon: [Reflecting on Stewart's death and Taylor's reaction to it] You don't seem too cut up about it... George Taylor: It's too late for a wake. She's been dead nearly a year.
Robin Hood: Tell me, young man, how old are you? Skippy: Gosh, I'm seven years old! Going on eight! Robin Hood: Seven? That does make you the man of the house.
First assistant director: [about Norma Desmond] She must be a million years old. Cecil B. DeMille: I hate to think where that puts me. I could be her father.
Nathan Landau: [about Sophie] When I first met this one here, she was a rag and a bone and a hank of hair. And that was a whole year-and-a-half after the Russians had liberated the camp she was in.
Ruby McNutt: You didn't write to me for over a year. What was I supposed to think? Auggie Wren: Yeah well, I lost my pen. By the time I got a new one, I was clean outa paper.
Seth: Hey Greg, why don't you go piss your pants? Greg the Soccer Player: [turning around] That was like 8 years ago, asshole! Seth: [yelling] People don't forget!
