Nick Wilde: It's called a hustle, sweetheart.
Joe Dixon: There are a whole bunch of Negros coming this way. And we're looking like a big ol' bucket of fried chicken.
William: We are honored, to be honored.
Tovar: Is that the best you've got?
Sgt. Comstock: Oh, you haven't seen it. I've seen it.
Capt. Sessions: You know I believe in God, John.
Sgt. Comstock: This is the opposite of God.
David Levinson: They like to get the landmarks.
Sheriff: Who the hell are you?
Jack Reacher: The guy you didn't count on.
Jasper Collins: You know they shoot deserters, don't you?
Newton Knight: Hell, they shoot everybody around here anyway. It don't seem to make no difference where the bullet comes from.
Sam Larson: If I go in there, I'm am gonna get murdered in the face.
Stretch: It wouldn't be Texas without a chainsaw massacre.
John Clayton: Your son killed the only person who ever cared about me.
Chief Mbonga: It was an animal.
John Clayton: She was my mother.
Chief Mbonga: How was he to know? My son was just a boy! Not like you! Where was your honor?
John Clayton: I... I had none. I had none.
Craig Jeffers: Jesus Christ, that's Jason Bourne.
Elizabeth Bennet: Your abilities as a warrior are beyond reproach, Mr. Darcy. If only you were as good a friend.
Apocalypse: All is revealed.
Bruce Wayne: All these years, and I don't know who he is any more than he knows who I am.
Alfred: Are you sure of that?
Bruce Wayne: What do you mean?
Alfred: I mean... Don't underestimate him.
Bebop: Let's rumble, baby.
Dr. Franks: You had an injury to your head. You got hurt, right? When you were young? Do you remember how it happened?
Jericho Stewart: Yeah. My mother told my daddy that he wasn't my daddy. So he called her a whore and throw... me out the car window.
Arthur Bishop: Tell your principal it never pays to fuck with the dead.