Best movie quotes of 2005

Al Giordino: Hi! How are ya?

Darius Stone: The fate of the free world is in the hands of a bunch of hustlers and thieves.
Agent Steele: So why should tonight be any different? (01:11:10)

McCord: Hey, just because people eat the burger, doesn't mean they wanna know the cow.

Guard: Talk. Talk, speak.
Paxton: What the fuck do you want me to say?
Guard: American.

Maggie Peyton: What's really your problem with me racing?
Ray Peyton Sr.: 'Cause you're the spittin' image of your mom... and... I can't lose her twice.

Mark Cohen: You know, there are times when we're dirt broke, hungry and freezing and I ask myself "why the hell am I still living here?" and then they call, and I remember.

Mr. Darcy: Mr. Gardiner, are you fond of fishing?
Mr. Gardiner: Oh, very much.
Mr. Darcy: Can I persuade you to accompany me down to the lake this afternoon? It's very well-stocked, and its inhabitants have been left in peace for far too long.
Mr. Gardiner: I would be delighted.

Great Aunt Adelaide: Incest.

Einar Gilkyson: I expect you to be nice to who ever comes to my door.
Griff Gilkyson: Yes sir.
Einar Gilkyson: Unless it's some guy looking to sell his angle on God. There's no excuse for that bullshit.

Dave Spritz: People don't throw things at me any more. Maybe because I carry a bow around.

Jake Green: The greatest enemy will hide in the last place you would ever look.

Lorbeer: Big pharmaceuticals are right up there with the arms dealers.

Katherine: It's not unusual for a child to create an imaginary friend.

Stewie Griffin: Look, I really don't want to go to hell, but I can't stop my nature. I'm just a hateful person.
Brian Griffin: You're not hateful you just need to control your anger. Like I do.
Stewie Griffin: Oh, you mean by being sauced all day! Wait a minute! Of Course! That's it! If I'm drunk I'll be calm and if I'm calm I'll be nice, and if I'm nice then I won't go to hell. Fix me a highball I'm going to get good and tight.

Yuri Orlov: I'm a one-man genocide.

Buck Cluck: You gotta be ready to listen to your children, even if they have nothing to say.

Record Company Executive: Your fans are gospel folk, Johnny. They're Christians, and they don't wanna hear you singing to a bunch of murderers and rapists, tryin' to cheer 'em up.
Johnny Cash: Then they ain't Christians.

Jackie Price: How you doing?
Jack Starks: Better now.

Stitch: Stitch not bad. Stitch fluffy.

Walt: Oh my god, he is deranged!