Captain: I'm sorry.
Lt. Werner: Is it hopeless?
Captain: It's been 15 hours. He's not going to pull it off. I'm sorry.
Lt. Werner: I asked for it. 'To be heading into the inexorable... where no mother will care for us... no woman crosses our path... where only reality reigns... with cruelty and grandeur.' I was drunk with those words. Well, this is reality.
Tyrian: If he's ready to lay a dragon in its grave, he's nothing to fear from me.
Linda: We're gonna get you. We're gonna get you. Not another peep. Time to go to sleep.
Joan Crawford: Why can't you give me the respect that I'm entitled to? Why can't you treat me like I would be treated by any stranger on the street?
Christina Crawford: Because I am not one of your fans!
Janet Majors: I need some young blood, I need some young blood. I need it now.
Dr. John McCabe: So, what did you do in the Big Apple?
Liza Merrill: Just about everything a girl could do without losing her good English breeding and reputation. Modeling, dancing, secretary... I almost became an unsuccessful fashion designer.
Big Mama: Oh boy, these old wings ain't what they used to be. Big Mama, you better lose a few pounds.
General Harlan Bache: Was I scared! I must have lost fifty pounds, all of it brown.
Dewey Wilson: They kill to protect family?
Old Indian: In the end, it's all for the hunting ground.
Count De Monet: Your Majesty, you look like the piss boy.
King Louis XVI: And you look like a bucket of shit.
Lucy van Pelt: Linus, have you seen Charlie Brown?
Linus van Pelt: Nobody has seen him since Snoopy's magic show. I just talked to Sally, and she said even when you look at him, you don't see him.
Lucy van Pelt: What's that supposed to mean? That's the dumbest thing I ever heard.
Alex Cutter: I don't drink. You know, the routine grind drives me to drink. Tragedy, I take straight.
Frank Chambers: What are you, uh, Greek or something?
Cora: What... do I look Greek?
Mark: You're getting a raise out of me all right, but it has nothing to do with money.