He said that you were square one, the dirty little secret. He said he knows who you are.

Simon Ross: Oh, the bin man, I think he's one of them. The garbage man? Negative. Simon Ross: Oh, Jesus. Jesus! He's reaching for something. Oh, God, he's got a gun. Jason Bourne: Stay on the line. Simon Ross: He's got a gun. He's got a gun. Jason Bourne: Stay on the line you're on. Do not deviate.

He was there at the beginning. I remember meeting him. The first day. Daniels brought me to him. That's where it all started for me.

Schikaneder: Herr Mozart, why don't you name your son's penalty? Mozart: Yes, papa. Name it. Name it. I'll do anything you say. Anything. Leopold: I want you to come back to Salzburg with me, my son. Mozart: Papa, the rule is you can only give a penalty That can be performed in the room. Leopold: I'm tired o...

Shrek: Donkey? What are you doing? Donkey: I would think YOU of all people would recognize a wall when you see one! Shrek: Well, yeah... but the wall's supposed to go AROUND my swamp, not through it! Donkey: It is around your half see? That's your half and this is my half! Shrek: Oh, your half! Hmmm! Donke...

Okay, you two, head for the exit! I'll take care of the dragon.

Donkey: He already said it. Shrek: Oh, for the love of Pete!

Noah Vosen: Nicky, I need you to stay put and secure the premises. Backup will be arriving in approximately one hour. Do you copy? Nicky Parsons: Copy sir. Jason Bourne: How long do I have? Nicky Parsons: Three minutes.

Ha ha! I'm an agent. I'm so fast I can't see myself. Waag! Woof! Agent Doom Machine.

Melanie Daniels: Have you ever seen so many gulls? What do you suppose it is? Mrs. MacGruder, pet store clerk: Well, there must be a storm at sea, that can drive them inland, you know.

Melanie Daniels: Hey, wait a minute. I don't know you. Mitch Brenner: Ah, but I know you.

Hello, Charlie. Melanie. I want you to do a favor for me. No, this is a small one. Pressure you? Why, Charlie, darling, would I try to pressure you?

How could I tell him What music meant to me?

He says San Francisco's like an anthill at the foot of a bridge.

Constanze: Stop it! Mozart: I am stopping it... Slowly. There, you see? I've stopped. Now we're going back. Constanze: No! Mozart: Yes. You don't know where you are. Here everything goes backwards. People walk backwards And dance backwards and sing backwards And even talk backwards. Constanze: That's stupid....

Sebastian Sholes, fisherman in diner: Hell, maybe we're all getting a little carried away with this. Admittedly a few birds did act strange, but that's no reason to... Melanie Daniels: I keep telling you, this isn't 'a few birds'! These are gulls, crows, swifts...! Mrs. Bundy, elderly ornithologist: I have never...

He... Was my idol. Mozart.

How I wished I could be like Mozart.

Leopold: How is your, uh... Financial situation? Mozart: Couldn't be better. Leopold:That's not what I hear. Mozart: What do you mean? It's wonderful.

Sam: Human! Peek: Quick, Sam, smell my butt.

How am I supposed to gloat gleefully, when you're driving like a chimpanzee?! I mean, really!

Hello, Mr. Sinister serum.

Artemus Gordon: Hold on. Avanti! Avanti! Avanti! Captain James West: Why isn't this thing avanti-ing? Artemus Gordon: We're not getting enough lift. We need more speed. Captain James West: Gordy, that's a cliff! Artemus Gordon: Yes, I know. Captain James West: That means the ground is going to end. Artemu...

He was close. Very close.

Saito: How would you like to go home? To America. To your children. Cobb: You can't fix that. No one can. Saito: Just like inception.

Cobb: How complex is the idea? Saito: Simple enough. Cobb: No idea is simple when you need to plant it in somebody else's mind.

Cobb: How do I know you can deliver? Saito: You don't. But I can.

Hey, asshole. Cowboy's wasted. You're fresh out of friends.

I'll tell you a riddle. You're waiting for a train. A train that will take you far away. You know where you hope this train will take you... but you don't know for sure. But it doesn't matter. How can it not matter to you where that train will take you?

He can't be controlled.

He wore your armor, your shield, Your greaves, your helmet. He even moved like you.

Bin Laden was not a Muslim leader; he was a mass murderer of Muslims. Indeed, al Qaeda has slaughtered scores of Muslims in many countries, including our own. So his demise should be welcomed by all who believe in peace and human dignity.

He's going to take the beach of troy with 50 men?

Cobb: How's he doing? Ariadne: He's in a lot of pain. Cobb: When we get down to the lower levels, the pain will be less intense. Ariadne: And if he dies? Cobb: Worst case scenario? When he wakes up, his mind is completely gone. Saito: Cobb. I'll still honor the arrangement. Cobb: I appreciate that, Saito...

Ariadne: How long were you stuck there? Cobb: Something like 50 years.

History remembers kings, not soldiers!

Arthur: What about his security? It's gonna get worse as we go deeper. Cobb: I think we run with Mr. Charles. Arthur: No. Eames: Who's Mr. Charles? Arthur: Bad idea. Cobb: The second we get in that hotel with Fischer, his security is gonna be all over us. We run with Mr. Charles like we did on the Stein jo...

Saito: Have you come to kill me? I've been waiting for someone... Cobb: Someone from a half remembered dream. Saito: Cobb? Impossible. We were young men together. I'm an old man. Cobb: Filled with regret... Saito: Waiting to die alone... Cobb: I've come back for you... to remind you of something. Something...

Holly Gennero McClane: John. Harry Ellis: John? Aw, Christ, he can fuck this whole thing up! What does he think he's doing? Holly Gennero McClane: His job.

Hans Gruber: Hit it, again. John McClane: Hans you motherfucker, you made your point! Let them pull back! Hans Gruber: Thank you, Mr. Cowboy, I'll take it under advisement. Hit it, again.

Powell: Hey, Roy, how you feeling? McClane: Pretty fucking unappreciated, Al. Powell: Hey, look. I love you. So do a lot of the other guys. So hang in there, man, you hear me? You hang in there. McClane: Yeah, thanks, partner.

Harry Ellis: Hope I'm not interrupting. Hans Gruber: What does he want? Harry Ellis: It's not what I want. It's what I can give you... Look, let's be straight, OK? It's obvious you're not some dumb schmuck up here to snatch a few purses, am I right. Hans Gruber: You're very perceptive. Harry Ellis: I watch "6...

Hey, business is business. You use a gun, I use a fountain pen. What's the difference?

Hans, bubbie... I'm your white knight.

Hey, sprechen sie talk, huh?

Dwayne T. Robinson: Did you hear that? He just let the guy die, man. He just gave him up. Gimme that headset. That's like pullin' the trigger yourself. Sergeant Al Powell: Christ, man. Can't you see what's happening? Can't you read between the lines? Dwayne T. Robinson: Cold. This on the right channel? Cop: Ye...

FBI Agent Johnson: He's inside? Who is he? Dwayne T. Robinson: Well, he might be a cop. I don't know, we're checking on that. FBI Special Agent Johnson: One of yours? Dwayne T. Robinson: No. No way.

Authorization? How about the United States fucking government? Lose the grid, or you lose your job.

Oh, John, what the fuck are you doing? How the fuck did you get into this shit?

Hi, Honey.

Happy trails, Hans.

Jesus Christ, Powell, he could be a fucking bartender for all we know.

Hey, babe, I negotiate million dollar deals for breakfast. I think I can handle this Eurotrash.

Will: Have you had any, uh, experience with that? Sean: Twenty years of counseling. Yeah, I've seen some pretty awful shit. Will: I mean, have you had any experience with that? Sean: Personally? Will: Yeah. Sean: Yeah, I have. Will: It sure ain't good. Sean: My father was an alcoholic. Mean fuckin' drunk....

Sean: Hey, Will, I don't know a lot. You see this? All this shit? It's not your fault. Will: Yeah, I know that. Sean: Look at me, son. It's not your fault. Will: I know. Sean: No. It's not your fault. Will: I know. Sean: No, no, you don't. It's not your fault. Will: I know. Sean: It's not your fault. A...

Tony Stark: What, you're not allowed to talk? Hey, Forrest! Jimmy: We can talk, sir. Tony Stark: Oh, I see. So it's personal.

Those are my guns. How did they get my guns?

Yinsen: He wants to know what you think. Stark: I think you got a lot of my weapons.

How was the "fun-vee"? Next time, you ride with me, okay?

Tony Stark: Pepper, uh, how big are your hands? Virginia 'Pepper' Potts: What? Tony Stark: How big are your hands? Virginia 'Pepper' Potts: I don't understand why... Tony Stark: Get down here. I need you.

Hey, Butterfingers, come here. What's all this stuff doing on top of my desk?

Handles like a dream.

Oh, man, he showed me things that no one had ever imagined. There were these disk battles fought in spectacular arenas. Cycles that raced on ribbons of light. It was so radical.

Young Lady: Hey, Tony, remember me? Stark: Sure don't.

He's all yours.

Rhodey: Hello? Stark: Hi, Rhodey, it's me. Rhodey: It's who? Stark: I'm sorry, it is me. You asked. What you were asking about is me. Rhodey: No, see, this isn't a game. You do not send civilian equipment into my active war zone. You understand that? Stark: This is not a piece of equipment. I'm in it. It's...

Agent Coulson: Looks like you were right, he was building a suit. Pepper: I thought it'd be bigger...

Stane: How ironic, Tony! Trying to rid the world of weapons, you gave it its best one ever! Stark: Pepper! Stane: And now I'm going to kill you with it!

Stark: How'd it go? Oh, that bad, huh? Stane: Just because I brought pizza back from New York doesn't mean it went bad.

Hold still, you little prick!

Richard: How am I supposed to explain that? Eric: I don't know. Say it was all part of the plan. A little gift from ENCOM.

He's either dead or chilling in Costa Rica. Probably both.

Chuckie: Hey asshole. Will: What, bitch? Chuckie: Happy birthday.

Sean: Hey, Gerry, In the 1960s there was a young man that graduated from the University of Michigan. Did some brilliant work in mathematics. Specifically bounded harmonic functions. Then he went on to Berkeley. He was assistant professor. Showed amazing potential. Then he moved to Montana, and blew the competition a...

Skylar: I want to help you. Will: Help me? What the fuck? What do I got, a fuckin' sign on my back that says, "Save me"? Skylar: No. Will: Do I look like I need that?

His patience usually beats out my more aggressive strategy.

He is different.

Human form into digital space.

Clementine: Hey, let's go out dancing. Patrick: Yeah? Clementine: You wanna go out to Montauk with me? Patrick: Montauk? Clementine: Yeah. Patrick: No! Come up to Boston with me. Clementine: Sure. Yeah. Patrick: We can go next weekend. Clementine: No, no. Now. Now. Yeah. I have to go now. I have to s...

He's off the map. He's off the map.

How can he be so afraid of his own creation? I mean, he built Clu. Why doesn't he just end him?

This may be Clu's game here, but in my world, he's gone in one keystroke.

Joel: Come on, come on. Clementine: Hide me somewhere deeper, somewhere really buried. Joel: Where? Clementine: Hide me in your humiliation.

The quote goes, "How happy is the blameless vestal's lot? "The world forgetting, by the world forgot. "Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind. Each prayer accepted and each wish resigned."

Hey, man, you got a serious attitude problem.

Hey. My God, there's people coming out of your butt.

He's, uh, seducing my girlfriend with my words and my things. He stole her underwear. Oh, Jesus Christ! He stole her underwear.

Kyle Reese: He's not a man... a machine. A Terminator. A Cyberdyne Systems Model 101. Sarah Connor: A machine? Like a robot? Kyle Reese: Not a robot. A cyborg. A cybernetic organism.

Dr. Silberman: Well, how are you supposed to get back? Kyle Reese: I can't. Nobody goes home. Nobody else comes through. It's just him… and me.

Dr. Peter Silberman: He'll wade through you, reach down her throat... and pull her fucking heart out! Lieutenant Traxler: Doc.

Grace: How much lab traininghave you had? Jake: I dissected a frog once.

Col. Quatrich: Haven't gotten lost in the woods, have you? Your last report was more than two weeks ago. I'm starting to doubt your resolve! The way I see it, it's time to terminate the mission. Jake: No, I can do this. Col. Quatrich: You already have. You give me good, usable intel. This Tree of Souls place. Ye...

Gas Station Attendant: He says you're very beautiful... and he's ashamed to ask you... for five American dollars for his picture... but if he doesn't, his father will beat him. Sarah: Pretty good hustle, kid.

Hey, Sully, how's it feel to betray your own race?

Cop At Scene: Hey, Detective. Nice entrance. Graham: Fuck you.

Rick: He's Iraqi? Well, he looks black. Bruce: He's dark-skinned, sir, but he's Iraqi. His name's Saddam Khahum. Rick: Saddam? His-His name's Saddam? That's real good, Bruce. I'm gonna pin a medal on an Iraqi named Saddam. Give yourself a raise, will ya!

sunshine daisy's butter Marlow turn this stupid fat rat yellow

You weren't afraid that all your good friends at the studio were gonna read about you in the morning and realize he's actually black?

Lara: He doesn't have it! Elizabeth: Hasn't got what?

Lara: How far can bullets go? Daniel: They go pretty far but they usually get stuck in something and stop. Lara: What if they don't? Daniel: Are you thinking about that bullet that came through your window?

Honey, stay inside!

Jean: How much longer are you going to be? Daniel: Not. This is the last one. Jean: Thank you.

Hey, any of y'all grow some balls, come see me on the court, man.

Jack: You seem somewhat familiar. Have I threatened you before? Will: I make a point of avoiding familiarity with pirates.

Will: Hurry. Someone will have heard that. Jack: Not without my effects.

Gibbs: And on the fourth morning, he roped himself a couple of sea turtles, lashed 'em together, and made a raft. Will: He roped a couple of sea turtles? Gibbs: Aye, sea turtles. Will: What did he use for rope? Jack: Human hair... from my back.

Barobossa: How the blazes did you get off that island? Jack: When you marooned me on that godforsaken spit of land, you forgot one very important thing, mate. I'm Captain Jack Sparrow.

Elizabeth: The Commodore. I have to tell him! The pirates! They're cursed! They can't be killed! Don't worry, miss. Gilette: He's already informed of that. A little mermaid flopped up on deck and told him the whole story.

Weatherby: Hang him. Norrington: Keep your guns on him, men. Gillette, fetch some irons. Well, well. Jack Sparrow, isn't it? Jack: Captain Jack Sparrow, if you please, Sir. Norrington: Well, I don't see your ship...Captain. Jack: I'm in the market, as it were.

You're pirates. Hang the code, and hang the rules! They're more like guidelines anyway.

Haul on the main brace! Make ready the guns! And run out the sweeps.

Will: How can we sail to an island that nobody can find with a compass that doesn't work? Gibbs: Aye, the compass doesn't point north, but we're not trying to find north, are we?

Megatron: Humans don't deserve to live. Optimus Prime: They deserve to choose for themselves. Megatron: Then you will die with them! Join them in extinction!

Heave! No sacrifice, no victory! We'll get to the Arctic Circle, lads!

Hey, Sarah, if you can hear me, I love you and I'll be home soon.

Glen Whitmann: Hey, man, I'm still a virgin. Okay, so what? I've downloaded a couple of thousand songs off the Internet. Who hasn't? Who hasn't? I promise! Maggie Madsen: Glen, shut up!

Hmm, the dark side clouds everything. Impossible to see the future is.

Hey, old buddy!

Food Services Robot: Hey, you! No droids! R2-D2: Beeping Food Services Robot: Get outta here! R2-D2: Beeping Padmé: Thank you, R2. R2-D2: Beeping

Yoda: Hmm. Gravity's silhouette remains, but the star and all the planets, disappeared they have. How can this be? Hmm? A thought? Anyone. Youngling: Master? Because someone erased it from the archive memory. Yoda: Truly wonderful the mind of a child is.

If master obi-wan caught me doing this, he'd be very grumpy.

C-3PO: How might I be of service? I am C... Anakin: 3po? C-3PO: Oh, um...

R2-D2: Beeping C-3PO: It seems that he is carrying a message from an Obi-Wan Kenobi. Hmm. Master Ani, does that name mean anything to you? R2-D2: Beeping

Padmé: He's your friend, your mentor. Anakin: He's... he's like my father! But you heard master Windu. He gave me strict orders to stay here! Padmé: He gave you strict orders to protect me, and i'm going to help Obi-Wan. If you plan to protect me, you'll just have to come along.

It's all Obi-Wan's fault! He's jealous! He's holding me back!

Sirius Black: He was a big supporter of... You Know Who. I reckon you've heard of him. Harry: Yeah. Him I've heard of.

Housekeeping. I'll come back later.

Mr. Arthur Weasley: Harry, there are some within the Ministry who would strongly discourage me from divulging what I'm about to reveal to you, but I think that you need to know the facts. You are in danger. Grave danger. Harry: Has this anything to do with Sirius Black? Mr. Arthur Weasley: What do you know about...

Hagrid: How am I doing me first day? Harry: Brilliant, Professor.

Professor Lupin: Hello. Neville, what frightens you most of all? Neville: Professor Snape. Professor Lupin: Sorry? Neville: Professor Snape.

You'll get along fine. He's really quiet.

Harry! Bloody hell, Harry. That was not funny.

He was their friend... and he betrayed them. He was their friend! I hope he finds me. Because when he does, I'm gonna be ready! When he does, I'm gonna kill him!

Have I said something?

Harry: Professor Trelawney Professor Trelawney: He will return tonight. Sorry? Tonight, he who betrayed his friends, whose heart rots with murder shall break free. Innocent blood shall be spilt and servant and master shall be reunited once more... Oh! I'm so sorry, dear boy. Did you say something?

Hermione: Headmaster, you've got to stop them! They've got the wrong man! Harry: It's true, sir! Sirius is innocent! Ron: It's Scabbers who did it. Dumbledore: Scabbers? Ron: He's my rat, sir. Well he's not really a rat. Well, he was a rat, he was my brother Percy's rat, but then they gave him an owl, and I ...

Harry, you're in Hagrid's hut now. If you just go bursting in, you'll think you've gone mad. Awful things happen to wizards who meddle with time, Harry. We can't be seen.

Ron: How did you get there? I was talking to you there. And now you're there. Hermione: What's he talking about, Harry? Harry: I don't know. Honestly, Ron. How can somebody be in two places at once?

Hardened Kevlar plates over titanium-dipped tri-weave fibers for flexibility. You'll be lighter, faster, more agile.

He comes at me with the knife. "Why so serious?" He sticks the blade in my mouth. "Let's put a smile on that face." And Why so serious?

Harvey Dent, scourge of the underworld scared stiff by the trust-fund brigade.

Here, eat this. It'll help.

Harry, James wouldn't have wanted me killed! Your dad...Your dad would have spared me! He would have shown me mercy!

Harvey, trust me. Bruce's penthouse is now the safest place in the city.

Wicked Witch of the West: How about a little fire, Scarecrow? Scarecrow: No, no. Help! I'm burning! I'm burning! I'm burning!

Have you got an extra smoke?

hey

Hermione: He called me a mudblood. Hagrid: He did not! Harry: What's a mudblood? Hermione: It means dirty blood. Mudblood's a really foul name for someone who's muggle born. Someone with non-magic parents. Someone like me. It's not a term one usually hears in civilized conversation. Hagrid: See the thing is,...

Harry: Your bird, there was nothing I could do. He just caught fire. Dumbledore: Oh, and about time too. He's been looking dreadful for days. Pity you had to see him on a burning day.

How thick could you get?

Moaning Myrtle: Here I am, minding my own business, and someone thinks it's funny to throw a book at me. Ron: But, it can't hurt if someone throws something at you. I mean, it would just go right through you. Moaning Myrtle: Sure! Let's all throw books at Myrtle, because she can't feel it! Ten points if you get ...

Harry: My name is Harry Potter. Tom Marvolo Riddle: Hello, Harry Potter, my name is Tom Riddle. Harry: Do you know anything about the Chamber of Secrets? Tom Marvolo Riddle: Yes... Harry: Can you tell me? Tom Marvolo Riddle: No... But I can show you... Let me take you back 50 years ago... 13th June.

SWGY

Ron: Harry, I don't like this. Harry, I don't like this at all. Harry: Shush.

Ron: Follow the spiders? Follow the spiders? If Hagrid ever gets out of Azkaban, I'll kill him! I mean, what was the point of sending us in there? What have we found out? Harry: We know one thing. Hagrid never opened the Chamber of Secrets. He was innocent.

How many of your friends have I killed?

Hm? You know what I noticed? Nobody panics when things go "according to plan." Even if the plan is horrifying.

Have you ever had to talk to the person you loved most tell them it's gonna be all right, when you know it's not? Well, you're about to know what that feels like, Gordon. Then you can look me in the eye and tell me you're sorry.

Ron: How did you do it? Never mind. Doesn't matter. Might have let your best friend know, though. Harry: Let you know what? Ron: You know bloody well what. Harry: I didn't ask for this to happen, Ron. Okay? You're being stupid. Ron: Yeah, that's me. Ron Weasley, Harry Potter's stupid friend.