George Bailey: We're all excited around here. My brother just got the Congressional Medal of Honour. The President just decorated him. Carter: Well, I guess they do for those things.
Sarah: You're him, aren't you? You're the Goblin King! I want my brother back, please, if it's all the same. Jareth: What's said is said. Sarah: But, I didn't mean it. Jareth: Oh, you didn't?
Alfred: You don't have to be a genius to figure out they going to come after you for this. Tristan: Yeah. Alfred? Alfred: Yeah? Tristan: I want to ask you to watch over my children. Watch over Samuel. Alfred: Brother, it will be an honor.
Scar: Why! If it isn't my big brother descending from on high to mingle with the commoners. Mufasa: Sarabi and I didn't see you at the presentation of Simba. Scar: That was today? Oh, I feel simply awful.
Daniel Sanchez: You have my family. So... how much do you want? Creasy: Ah. Your brother wants to say something to you. Hold on. [Creasy blows off Aurelio's hand with a shotgun]
Mendoza: Leave me alone. You know what I am. Gabriel: Yes. You are a mercenary. You are a slave trader. And you killed your brother. I know. And you loved him... although you chose a strange way to show it.
Dr. Jerry Woolridge: You sleep with your mama tonight. I'm gonna sleep with your brother so Karl can have your room. Daughter: Why? Dr. Jerry Woolridge: 'Cause he's company.
Hector the Toad: You want to give me the cash, or do I kill your brother first, before I kill you? Tony Montana: Why don't you try sticking your head up your ass? See if it fits.
Tom Hedden: John Niles; come to me then. John Niles: Is this for a drink then, Tom? Tom Hedden: This is for the truth. Your brother; been hangin' around the girls again. You'd better keep a closer watch or we'll be puttin' him away!
The Ringo Kid: That was my kid brother that broke his arm. You did a good job, Doc, even if you were drunk. Dr. Josiah Boone: Thank you, son. Professional compliments are always pleasing.
Moses: Great one, I bring you Ethiopia. [Trumpets play, the two Ethiopians stepped forward] Rameses: Command them to kneel before Pharaoh. Moses: Command what you have conquered, my brother.
Lt. Santino: Judge Doom killed Marvin Acme. Eddie Valiant: And R.K. Maroon. And my brother. Lt. Santino: Now that's what I call one seriously disturbed toon.
Maria: All of you! You all killed him! And my brother, and Riff. Not with bullets, or guns, with hate. Well now I can kill, too, because now I have hate!
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