
Kristian 'Varg' Vikernes: I thought you were true Norwegian black metal.
Euronymous: I invented it.
Kristian 'Varg' Vikernes: And now you betray it.

Calamity Jane: Excitement? Why, I got more arrows in the back of that coach than a porcupine has got stickers.

Reggie Kray: A paranoid schizophrenic walks into a bar.

Carroll Shelby: There's a point, 7000 rpm, where everything fades. The machine becomes weightless. Just disappears. And all that's left is a body, moving through space and time. 7000 rpm, that's where you meet it. Asks you a question. The only question that matters. Who are you?

Eddie Edwards: I've been kicked off every team before I even got a chance to prove myself.

Edward Snowden: And ultimately, the truth sinks in that no matter what justification you're selling yourself, this is not about terrorism. Terrorism is the excuse. This is about economic and social control. And the only thing you're really protecting is the supremacy of your government.

Frederick the Wise: The Roman Inquisition does not give hearings. It gives death sentences.

Francois Pienaar: I may break my arm, my leg, my neck, but I will not let that freaking guy go.

Prosecutor: There is only one question that any military court need ask of the accused: do you deny disobeying Col. Sangston's direct orders?
Judge: Well, do you, Private?
Desmond Doss: No, sir, I don't.
Judge: Why are you contesting it, then? Why is it so important to you, given your refusal to even touch a weapon to serve in a combat unit?
Desmond Doss: Because when the Japanese attacked Pearl Harbor, I took it personal. Everyone I knew was on fire to join up, including me. There were two men in my hometown declared 4-F unfit, they killed themselves cause they couldn't serve. Why, I had a job in a defense plant and I could've taken a deferment, but that ain't right. It isn't right that other men should fight and die, that I would just be sitting at home safe. I need to serve. I got the energy and the passion to serve as a medic, right in the middle with the other guys. No less danger, just... while everybody else is taking life, I'm going to be saving it.

Florence Foster Jenkins: People may say I couldn't sing, but no one can ever say I didn't sing.

Henry Hill: What happened?
Jimmy Conway: They whacked him. They fucking whacked him. I can't fucking believe it.

Rose Brice: When you look at him, you only see what you want to see.
Fanny Brice: I see him as he is. I love him as he is.
Rose Brice: Fanny. Love him a little less. Help him a little more.

President Bradshaw: Sir, you are before a court of law.
Charles I: I see I am before a power.

P.L. Travers: I will not have her called Cynthia, absolutely not. It feels unlucky. It should be something warm, a bit sexy. How about Mavis?

Gen. Douglas MacArthur: The days of the frontal attack are over. Only a mediocre commander would use it. Your good commanders do not turn in heavy losses.