Scarlett: I can shoot straight, if I don't have to shoot too far.
Reverend Rosenkrantz: Any man failing to report to duty will be promptly hanged. Amen.
Sgt. Archibald Cutter: Now you're all under arrest. Her Majesty's very touchy about having her subjects strangled.
Rusty Hart: Well, well. So this is Dodge City, huh? Sort of smells like Fort Worth, don't it?
Wade Hatton: Oh, that's not the city you smell. That's you! We better get you to a bathtub before somebody shoots you for a buffalo.
Jefferson Smith: I wouldn't give you two cents for all your fancy rules if, behind them, they didn't have a little bit of plain, ordinary, everyday kindness and a little looking out for the other fella, too.
Dallas: Well, you gotta live no matter what happens.
Harry Faversham: In England, the white feather is the mark of a coward.
Dr. Harraz: Ah, I see. Then why worry? Be a coward and be happy.
Harry Faversham: No, Doctor. I have been a coward, and I wasn't happy.
Slim: I wish somebody'd shoot me when I get old.
Edward 'Ed' Renard: I told you I thought this man is an amateur. If he is, why did he become a spy? Well, because he's been listening to speeches, and reading pamphlets about Nazi Germany and believing them. Unfortunately, there are thousands like him in America. Half-witted, hysterical crackpots who go "Hitler-happy" from overindulgence in propaganda that makes them believe that they're supermen.
Heathcliff: I cannot live without my life! I cannot die without my soul.
Eddie Bartlett: One thing, Lloyd. They tell me your boss is building a case against our old friend, George.
Lloyd Hart: The case is already built, Eddie.
Eddie Bartlett: Yeah, well, you remember what he said would happen if you ever told what you knew about him?
Lloyd Hart: I remember.
Eddie Bartlett: So does he.
Benito Juarez: Virte is a formidable weapon in the hands of an enemy.
The Oklahoma Kid: Listen, I learned this about human nature when I was but so high, and that is: that the strong take away from the weak, and the smart take it away from the strong.
Baron Wolf von Frankenstein: It appears that my father thought that he could extract from lightning some super-violet ray of life-giving properties.
Sherlock Holmes: Elementary, my dear Watson.
Anita Halstead: What if the parachute didn't open?
Tony Halstead: Darling, all parachutes are guaranteed to open. If it doesn't, they give you a new one.