Best movie quotes of 2005

Guard: Talk. Talk, speak.
Paxton: What the fuck do you want me to say?
Guard: American.

Jim Braddock: I have to believe that when things are bad I can change them.

Dave Spritz: People don't throw things at me any more. Maybe because I carry a bow around.

Lorbeer: Big pharmaceuticals are right up there with the arms dealers.

Maggie Peyton: What's really your problem with me racing?
Ray Peyton Sr.: 'Cause you're the spittin' image of your mom... and... I can't lose her twice.

Mark Cohen: You know, there are times when we're dirt broke, hungry and freezing and I ask myself "why the hell am I still living here?" and then they call, and I remember.

Stewie Griffin: Look, I really don't want to go to hell, but I can't stop my nature. I'm just a hateful person.
Brian Griffin: You're not hateful you just need to control your anger. Like I do.
Stewie Griffin: Oh, you mean by being sauced all day! Wait a minute! Of Course! That's it! If I'm drunk I'll be calm and if I'm calm I'll be nice, and if I'm nice then I won't go to hell. Fix me a highball I'm going to get good and tight.

Mr. Darcy: Mr. Gardiner, are you fond of fishing?
Mr. Gardiner: Oh, very much.
Mr. Darcy: Can I persuade you to accompany me down to the lake this afternoon? It's very well-stocked, and its inhabitants have been left in peace for far too long.
Mr. Gardiner: I would be delighted.

Buck Cluck: You gotta be ready to listen to your children, even if they have nothing to say.

Stitch: Stitch not bad. Stitch fluffy.

Hector: What you doin' around here? Looking all homegirl and shit?
Allison: I always dress like this.
Hector: Oh, yeah? Wow! Here I am, trying to look like I got the money, and you're trying to look like ME! Fuckin' white people.

Katherine: It's not unusual for a child to create an imaginary friend.

Jackie Price: How you doing?
Jack Starks: Better now.

Yuri Orlov: I'm a one-man genocide.

Walt: Oh my god, he is deranged!

Record Company Executive: Your fans are gospel folk, Johnny. They're Christians, and they don't wanna hear you singing to a bunch of murderers and rapists, tryin' to cheer 'em up.
Johnny Cash: Then they ain't Christians.

Nick Jones: Ugh, Dalton, did you crap your pants again?
Dalton Chapman: What? No! I don't know, maybe. I am wearing my work clothes.

Morris Buttermaker: Is that a baggy full of bacon?
Mike Engelberg: I'm on Atkins.

Cal: Shut up, punk.

Ben Mitchell: How much do you want for this?
Mick Taylor: I'm not gonna charge ya, you stupid bastard. Did you hear that?"How much"! Ha ha ha.