Zeus: He said, "how many were going to St. Ives, " right? The riddle begins, "As I was going to St. Ives, I met a man with seven wives!" The guy and his wives aren't going anywhere.
John McClane: What are they doing?
Zeus: Sitting in the fucking road! Waiting on the moor! How the hell should I know?
Chucky: Don't fuck with the Chuck.
Delivery Man: Fate whispers to the warrior.
Ethan Hunt: There's a storm coming.
Delivery Man: And the warrior whispers back.
Ethan Hunt: I am the storm.
Johnny Tran: I'll see you in the desert next month. Be ready to have your ass handed to you.
Dom: You're gonna need more than that crotch rocket.
Johnny Tran: I got something for you.
Mr. White: If you shoot me in a dream you better wake up and apologise.
John Hull: The jungle creed says the strongest feed / on any prey that it can / And I was branded beast at every feast / before I ever became a man.
Kenny Wells: God, we work hard in this business. Sometimes for nothing. I wake up every morning. I tell myself, "I don't have to do this. I get to do this." And then it's just blue skies. Blue skies, baby.
Peter Parker: We all have secrets: the ones we keep... And the ones that are kept from us.
Father Burke: The blood of Jesus Christ.
Frenchie: Holy shit!
Father Burke: The holiest.
Castor Troy: You'll be seeing a lot of changes around here. Papa's got a brand new bag.
Jack Bruno: Don't go in the pimped out fridge Jack.
David Rice: Who are these people?
Griffin: Paladins. Paladins kill jumpers. I kill paladins. Class dismissed.
The Terminator: I'll be back.
Sheriff Buck Olmstead: The guy was a killer, Frank.
Frank LaCrosse: Yeah, but he wasn't a liar.
Vice President Becker: I don't accept that abandoning half of the country is necessary!
Tom Gomez: Maybe if you'd listened to him sooner, it wouldn't be.
Vice President Becker: Bullshit! It's easy for him to suggest this plan. He's safely here in Washington.
Tom Gomez: His son is in Manhattan. I just thought you should know that before you start questioning his motives.
Viggo Tarasov: I heard you struck my son.
Aureilo: Yes, sir, I did.
Viggo Tarasov: And may I ask why?
Aureilo: Yeah, well, because he stole John Wick's car, sir, and, uh, killed his dog.
Viggo Tarasov: Oh.
Alex: David, please be rational. Let's go and see Dr. Hirsch.
David: Yeah, be rational. Sure. I'm a fucking werewolf, for Christ's sake.