Winston Churchill: I'm free! I'm free! I'm Winston Bloody Churchill and I'm free.
Tang Lung: Let him know. If I ever see him here again... he won't leave alive.
Judge Roy Bean: Ordinarily, I'd take you in my court and try you and hang you. But if you've got money for whiskey, I guess we can dispense with those proceedings.
Woman: [Talking about cigarettes.] Funny, now that I know these things won't kill me, I don't enjoy them.
Peasant: Father? I want to tell you something.
Bishop Dufour: Then tell me, my child.
Peasant: I really don't like Jesus Christ. Even as a little girl I hated him.
Bishop Dufour: Such a good, gentle God? How is it possible?
Peasant: Want to know why?
Bishop Dufour: Let me tend to this sick man first, then we'll talk.
Mrs. Oxford: Woman's intuition is worth more than all those laboratories. I can't think why you don't teach it in police colleges.
Tang Lung: Let him know. If I ever see him here again... he won't leave alive.
Lenny Cantrow: They should have said that to us at the door... they should have warned us that there was a danger of running out of pecan pie.
Rita: So, what am I doing in a place like this?
Shaft: Why don't you tell me.
Rita: Why don't you take your things off.
Ogami Itto: You Yagyu's tactics are despicable.
Dr. Rutherford: If you can recognise who is - or was - Dr. Star, then I'll consider you qualified for the position.
Sheriff Aaron Whitaker: What's wrong with him?
Dr. Druten: He's had a fit.
Sheriff Aaron Whitaker: Doctor, you were third in your class. I never went to college. I knew he was having a fit when he started having it.
Mr. T: Hey, dig it, Captain. I'm gonna run something for you, you listen. OK, now I got licenses to drive cabs, transport diamonds, tin bar, you name it, but I've got it. I also have a private-detective license, which not only allows me to carry a gun if I want to, but it lets me into the law library anytime. And I go, man. And what I read tells me that you either charge me or I walk out that door.
Ogami Itto: The true way of the warrior means to live by death.
Darius Biederbeck: You're in the desert, my dear. You're not taking tea in Mayfair.
Diana: I am aware of that. I've drunk plenty of tea in Mayfair without finding dead bodies at my feet.
Dr. Prodd: Name, please?
Miss Smethurst: Smethurst.
Dr. Prodd: Oh yes, I have some good news for you, Mrs Smethurst.
Miss Smethurst: Miss Smethurst.
Dr. Prodd: Oh, in that case I have some bad news for you.
Jaime: This thing you call politics? Politics is bullshit.
Lucas: I was wondering what it was.
Don Lope de Aguirre: Perucho, don't you think the cannon might be a little bit rusty?
Perucho: It might.
Charlie Brown: Hmm, a letter to Snoopy. What a surprise. I never get any mail. I had 15 pen pals once, and they let me do all the writing.
Harry Lomart: You conniving bitch.