George Zinavoy: There you go again with the mind games. Treacherous, sadistic little hussy .
George Zinavoy: I read a quote once when I was a kid "We live alone, We die alone. Everything else is just an illusion." it used to keep me up at night.
Zoe Rubenstein: Would you like me to introduce you to some girls?
George Zinavoy: What?
Zoe Rubenstein: I have a lot of slutty friends you might like.
George Zinavoy: I'm trying to speak to you honestly.
Vivian Sargent: I don't care, I can't listen to your lies anymore.
Sally Howe: Thanks for covering for me.
George Zinavoy: No problem.
Sally Howe: Why did you?
George Zinavoy: Uhh, I don't know. Uhh, you were doing something so renegade that I thought you deserved to get away with it. I run afoul of the authorities so often, I figured I could handle it better than you.
Sally Howe: You're really weird.
Dustin: Isn't it better that it is me? I opposed to some douchebag she just met and wouldn't even let you look at her.
George Zinavoy: You want me to thank you.
Dustin: I actually felt something. That doesn't always happen, it hasn't happened in a very long time... and I have lived long enough to know that when it does, you should act on it. I didn't think you were ready.
George Zinavoy: I'm the Teflon slacker.
George Zinavoy: I'm sorry, I ruined your night.
Sally Howe: No, I'm sorry. I lost you. I didn't keep my promise.
Sally Howe: Are you okay?
George Zinavoy: I'm allergic to hormones.
Sally Howe: What hormones?
George Zinavoy: My own.
George Zinavoy: I have no idea what I'm doing here.
Dustin: I don't think anybody does, at least you admit it.
George Zinavoy: I'm in love with you. I always have been. I thought you were the unfair one, but it was unfair of me not to say it. So I've said it. I was nothing. I felt like nothing. Less than. You changed that.
Wizard: Can't you see it? Wizard productions presents the number one heat wave: august rush.
August Rush: Yeah! Me! That's me.
August Rush: The music is all around US, all you have to do is listen.
August Rush: Sometimes the world tries ot knock it out of you. But I believe in music the way that some people believe in fairy tales. I like to imagine that what I hear came from my mother and father. Maybe the notes I hear, are the same ones they heard, the night they met. Maybe that's how they found each other. Maybe that's how they'll find me. I believe that once upon a time, long ago, they heard the music and followed it.
Norman Bates: Mother, are you sure we shouldn't call for help?
Norma Louise Bates: No one's ever going to help us, Norman. No one's ever helped us.
Willy Wonka: [hiding behind a newspaper while Charlie shines his shoes.] Too bad about that chocolate guy. Walter... Er, Waldo...
Charlie Bucket: Willy Wonka.
Willy Wonka: Right, him. Did you ever meet him?
Charlie Bucket: I met him. I thought he was great at first. Then he didn't turn out that nice. And he has a funny haircut.
Willy Wonka: [throwing the newspaper down.] I do not!
Mike Teavee: Why is everything here completely pointless?
Charlie Bucket: Candy doesn't have to have a point. That's why it's candy.
Mr. Teevee: So can you send other things? Say, like, breakfast cereal?
Willy Wonka: Do you have any idea what breakfast cereal's made of? It's those little curly wooden shavings you find in pencil sharpeners.
Charlie: But could you send it by TV if you wanted to?
Willy Wonka: Of course you could.
Mike Teevee: What about people?
Willy Wonka: Well, why would I wanna send a person? They don't taste very good at all.
Charlie: So... If I go with you, to live in your factory, I'll never see my family again?
Willy Wonka: Yeah! Consider that a bonus!
Augustus Gloop: Would you like some chocolate?
Charlie Bucket: Sure.
Augustus Gloop: Then you should've brought some.
[Augustus chomps his chocolate bar.]
