Luther Heggs: Calm? Do "murder" and "calm" go together? Calm and murder? Murder?
Willow: What are you doing?
Madmartigan: I found some blackroot. She loves it.
Willow: Blackroot? I am the father of two children and you never, ever give a baby blackroot.
Madmartigan: Well my mother raised us on blackroot. It's good for you. Puts hair on your chest. Doesn't it, Sticks?
Willow: Her name is not Sticks. She's Elora Danan, the future empress of Tir Asleen and the last thing she's gonna want is a hairy chest.
Toulouse-Lautrec: The greatest thing you'll ever learn, is just to love, and be loved in return.
The Creature: I do know that for the sympathy of one living being, I would make peace with all. I have love in me the likes of which you can scarcely imagine and rage the likes of which you would not believe. If I cannot satisfy the one, I will indulge the other.
Tom: Did you ever do this, you think back on all the times you've had with someone and you just replay it in your head over and over again and you look for those first signs of trouble?
Gaston: How can you read this? There's no pictures!
Belle: Well, some people use their imagination.
Thomas Crown: Samba. Sugarloaf. Jungle. Piranha.
Frank Dixon: You could have any man you wanted... why Viktor Navorski?
Amelia: That's something a guy like you could never understand.
Howard: Your grandmother's boyfriend is a first-class ass sniffer! And you can tell him that I said so.
Mike Waters: I love you, and you don't pay me.
Katherine: I'm just happy to hear that his thing-a-ding can still ring-a-ding.