Dakota: How would you like to bite that in the butt, develop lockjaw, and be dragged to death?
Harry Callahan: We're not just going to let you walk out of here.
Crook: Who's "we", sucker?
Harry Callahan: Smith, and Wesson, and me.
Yoda: When 900 years old you reach, look as good you will not.
Harvey "Blind" Pew: It sounded as though there was a bit of a squabble.
Moon: Squabble? They're all dead.
Harvey "Blind" Pew: Oh! Must have been more of a tiff then.
Sailor: Boy, you usin' that oriental martial bullshit on me's gonna get real expensive.
Ross Webster: Congratulations, Gus, old buddy. You're going to go down in history as the man who killed Superman.
M: Remember, 007, you're on your own.
James Bond: Well, thank you, sir. That's a great comfort.
Man in Bar: Come on, damnit, we wanna hear a cluck.
Stroker Ace: Who gives a cluck?
Nigel Pennington-Smythe: What are you doing?
Illya Kuryakin: Trying to get an explosive cap out of my boot heel, so I can blast the pipe apart so we can get out of here.
Nigel Pennington-Smythe: Why would they put the explosive cap in your shoe? You'll never get it with us hanging by these handcuffs from the pipe. You'd think somebody would have thought of a better spot to put it.
Illya Kuryakin: Well, that's progress I guess?
Col. F.E. Cochrane: You threatening me, Murphy?
Frank Murphy: No, I'm telling you. Back off.
Q: Welcome back, Mr. Bond. I trust there will be lots of gratuitous sex and violence occurring.
Chifano: Braden, you're dealing with me now. As far as you're concerned, that stuff is already paid for. It's mine. So don't try any funny stuff.
Braden: Don't fuck with the Japanese, Chifano. They can be very dangerous.
Chifano: I'll fuck with whoever I want. I don't need you. I'll make my own deals.
Braden: If you're thinking about going behind my back Chifano, you'll be making a big mistake. A very big mistake. You don't even know me yet.
Captain Chi: Who is laughing like that?
Jaws: Me, sir.
Captain Chi: Do you know what you're going to do?
Jaws: To laugh one thousand times?
Captain Chi: Police, shoot him dead.
Superior Court Judge Steven R. Hardin: The law. Nothing is right or wrong! It's either the law or its not the law. Well, we got a problem here, because it's not working anymore. It turns out that right and wrong count.
Detective: "Don't F-U-C-K with the L.A.P.D."
Laurie Kessler: My father's gonna kill you.
Warren Stacy: Oh, no, he's not. I know where he's at.
Laurie Kessler: That was him on the phone just now. He'll be here any second.
Warren Stacy: Oh, yeah? Then I guess I better hurry up.
Carl 'Buster' Marzack: I'm getting too old for this shit.