Henry Gibson: In the past year, over 800,000 Americans have died. Despite millions of dollars of research, death continues to be our nation's number one killer.
Brenda Carter: We're gonna be french fries! Human french fries.
Tanner Boyle: Jews, Spics, Ni**ers and a Wop that throws airballs.
Bilbo Baggins: A box without hinges, key, or a lid, but golden treasure inside is hid.
Gollum: Eggs! Eggs is the answer.
Dr. Paul Moreau: You've been drinking for two straight days Montgomery. I suggest that you continue.
Jane Harper: What kind of lunatic spends $1000 on lunch when he's out of a job and deeply in debt?
Dick Harper: The kind that knows you can't get a job if you look like a loser.
Jane Harper: If I was Diners Club, I'd your stomach bronzed and put it in the Hall of Fame.
Adam Thornton: I accept most of your preamble about the rich, full life to which I've been blessed. The plain and unbiased truth is I need time.
Dr. John Hodges: I know.
Adam Thornton: Certain aspects of my life are not in order.
Avatar: Oh yeah... one more thing: I'm glad you changed your last name, you son of a bitch.
Fran: Harry?
Harry Calder: Mmh?
Fran: If you're trying to kill us, at least let me put on some lip gloss.
Donna: Wade... there's something I... I wanna tell you about last night. Well, the old lady... well, Chas, he didn't translate everything that she said.
Wade Parent: What do you mean?
Donna: Well, uh... she said... there was no driver in the car.
Deedee Rodgers: Emma said some things. First, she said I married you and had a family with because I knew I wasn't good enough to go professional as a ballet dancer. That wasn't true. But... she also said I had a child with you to prove that you were straight. That was sort of true. I wanted.
Wayne: I know.
Deedee Rodgers: You... you do?
Wayne: Yeah. I guess I wanted to prove it myself.
Priory: Mind the axe, my lady.
King Bruno the Questionable: Guards... kill that man.
Tom Ripley: Even this river - this river reminds me of another river.
Major David Kabakov: What is this thing you Americans call the Super Bowl?
Nicolai Dalchimsky: The woods are lovely, dark, and deep, but I have promises to keep. And miles to go before I sleep, and miles to go before I sleep. Remember. Miles to go before I sleep.
Lillian: Hemingway, huh?
Sammy: Yes. Hemingway and Cocteau and his red necktie and the crème de la crème.
Dottie: Way down deep, he's very superficial.
Whitemonk: From now on Noggett there's only going to be two ways of doing things round here - my way and the wrong way.
Captain Carter: That armour plating must be inches thick. We'll never get through it.
James Bond: Come on, let's go to the armoury.
Captain Carter: The armoury? What do you expect to find there?
James Bond: A nuclear missile.
Karen Wallace: Excuse me, I don't mean to intrude, but could you move your ass, dear?