Yeah. Like your other brilliant ideas? The self-folding pants? Doughnuts filled with liquor?

Let me knock this wall out.

In other words, Mr. Bush, somebody you couldn't count on - to lie for you.

Lt. Nyota Uhura: The door to my quarters still rattles when it opens. Would you stop by and see if you can do something about it? Thanks, Bobby. Lt. Nyota Uhura: Crewman, do I know you? Crewman: In a way, m'am. You were just thinking of someone like me. I'm guessing of course, but you do look a little lonely. Lt...

Lord, forgive me.

Mitchell: I'm not sure yet just what kind of a world I can use. Dehner: Use? Mitchell: I don't understand it all yet, but if I keep growing, getting stronger... Why, the things I could do... like, like maybe a god could do.

Cpl. Newkirk: Louis, I'll never learn about French cooking. I don't even like it. LeBeau: You can learn. Cpl. Newkirk: I get heartburn watching Maurice Chevalier.

Love. You're better off without it, and I'm better off without mine. This vessel. I give, she takes. She won't permit me my life, I've got to live hers.

Last time you threw out Cheryl's instructions, we accidentally drove to Canada.

Jim: Come on, it's a ring. Cheryl: Oh! "L.C." Lisa Christie. You told me it stood for "Lovely Cheryl."

Looks like the streets are a little bit safer now, huh?

Ben: Look, now, I've not laid a hand on you. Remember that. Eve: Oh. The sound of male ego. You travel halfway across the galaxy, and it's still the same song. There. Eat or talk?

Let's eat.

Come on, baby. Let's go to bed. I'm going to eat you alive.

Gestapo comes into camp, love goes out the window.... or in this case, the door.

Look, Mommy, it's the Blueberry King.

Jim: Come on, let's eat. Andy: Oh, great. I've been meaning to test out this new belt.

Cindy: That was going to be inside you. Mmm. Let's stick around to see that 50th birthday. Andy: Honey, look at me. Forty is a long shot.

Dana: Let me guess. Cindy's got the kids again. Cheryl: Yeah. Today I'm learning French and making a stained glass window for the kids' rooms.

Jim: So, what do you say, Tim, you and I go in the kitchen and crack open a couple of beers. Tim: Sounds good. Hey, let's drink 'em in the hot tub.

this is my voice

Well well well. Look who just captured a soul.

Lest you forget that we have been cutting each other's hair for six years, Ben-- six long, wonderful, funky-fresh years of bowl cuts and cornrows and fades and high-tights and many many more, you name it.

Listen to yourself. Just listen to yourself. You have been proven wrong, and then, you are relentless in your pursuit of nothing.

Life prolongation. Didn't have much luck, did they?

Look at her. With that little bird. She looks like a tiny little Bond villain.

Hogan: Look, Metzler, why can't you understand? I'm trying to save your life. Metzler: In return for information. Hogan: They shot Holtz trying to escape; you're next. You be the judge what's important.

Michael: Little girls can be so dramatic. Dana: Trust me, we can be dramatic at any age.

Dana: Look who's still desperate to be the favorite. Andy: Sorry, peaches, you'll never be the baby.

Life goes by so fast.

Hogan: LeBeau cooked the squab Lorraine. Schultz: All this from one little pigeon? LeBeau: Well, we were 12 children in my family, so I learned to stretch things.

Roxanne: So there's this wet cement in front of our Uncle Paul's restaurant. Jim: Oh, please. Roxanne: And everybody else is writing their names in it with sticks. But little Jimmy here drops trou and plants his butt cheeks right in the middle of it.

Yeah, Will, you're at the office, so let's leave your freak at home, okay?

Will: Look, something weird is going on here, and I wanna know what it is. Malcolm: Nothing, there's nothing weird going on here. Russian: Malcolm, the baggage has arrived.

Lock him up.

Roger: Wait, just let me get my tickle on first. Sock: His tickle you know, his mellow, shake hands with Zeus, ride on the wavy train, storm the gates of Mordor. Ben: He wants to get high. Sam: Thank you. Ben: Just say no.

Will: Let's start with the money. So, uh, who do you wanna leave it to? I suppose you wanna leave a substantial amount to charity. Grace: No.

Lavender perfume masking the scent of an afternoon spritzer. The way you're standing up straight as if somebody told you to stop slouching. You've been to see my mother!

Listen, I'm... I'm so sorry that I snapped at you. I mean, I was terrified. And I just kept thinking, you know, if something were to really be wrong, I may never see you and the kids again.

Vina: Let me... please you. Captain Christopher Pike: Yes, yes, you can please me. You can tell me about them.

Larry Matson: Larry Matson here. Is that you, Riley? What's up? Kevin Riley: Not me. I am down... In the engineering room. Larry Matson: Maybe you've been a bad boy. Kevin Riley: Maybe so. Whatever I've done, they're sure keeping it a secret from me.

Let's check out my brother's web cam. I'll be he's doing something disgusting.

Logic is not enough. I've got to feel my way. Make absolutely sure.

Look at this picture of Amy Scott on the Great Wall of China. That's two things you could see from space.

It's more "Tickle Me Elmo" and less "let's fill Elmo up with drugs and smuggle him across the border."

Crusher: Look, I don't know whether you slept in the past or in the future but I'm sure you haven't slept in the present. Now, get some rest, or I'll have you relieved and sedated. Picard: Yes, sir.

Well, here's one thing you can be sure of, mister... Leave any bigotry in your quarters. There's no room for it on the Bridge.

Lieutenant Uhura, inform Command Base: In my opinion, no option. On my responsibility, we are proceeding into the Neutral Zone.

Like I stuff my bra. Anymore.

It's that long-limbed Lothario Scott Woolley. Look at him over there, fingering my date.

Listen, Seed of Chucky, why don't you just leave me alone?!

Look, I don't know if it's the ice cubes talking, but would it be crazy if... we kissed right now?

Loser!

Loser!

Liking sometimes blossoms into loving.

Scott: Well, liking sometimes blossoms into loving. Loving somebody. Karen: Not this time. Scott: What if we-- Karen: Never gonna happen.

Look, you are treating me as if I am an invalid.

Life is full of choices. You make them and hope for the best. Sometimes you're right, and... sometimes you're not.

Lovely talking with you, Dolf. And a great big kiss for Joe Goebbels. Heil Hitler.

But hold on a second. Let me grab some petty cash from the employee pension plan.

Lawyer: Listen, we have got a major catastrophe going on. Will: Look, he was elected. We just have to accept it and move on.

Will: Luckily, I-I billed them all to a rich, drunk client who'll never know the difference. Karen: You're a smart man, Will. That's why you're my lawyer.

Let's roll, paddywhack.

If you want to talk about the pac, please be seated cause they be beatin you team and it seems it's got you crying. Open your eyes cause it's time to realize that the packers are everything all the while....grab a pillow, lay your head back and watch your team be eating up by the colours green and yellow.

Look, you got about a minute to halftime. Then he's gonna get up, cough, scratch his butt, then come for his halftime pie.

Capt. Kirk: Look, these people are my friends and my shipmates. I intend to continue this ship's search for them until the last possible moment. Commissioner Ferris: Very well, captain. But not one second beyond that moment. Is that clear?

Newkirk: Let's hear it for bloody old Schultz. Schultz: Silence! The next man who opens his mouth will get three days in the cooler. Any questions?

Dear Etrade customer support lady, lovely talking to you. Let me get your math girl.

You know, all I could think about since I left was one of your home-cooked meals. So let's go upstairs and have sex.

Grace: Leo and I are having a dinner party. Jack and Karen: Boo Grace: Leo's ex-girlfriend is coming. Jack and Karen: Yay. Grace: But I'm fine with it. So there's no drama. Jack and Karen: Boo.

Michael: Look, melted tofu cheese, a stick of celery... And what's this? Piece of asbestos? Jay: You said you'd go to the end of the earth for me. Micheal: Yeah, but, Jay, this is not a meal for a real man. You feed this to a hairdresser or a jockey or something. Hey, this looks like Thanksgiving at Ally McBeal's.

Big Momma/Malcolm: La la la, you're a difficult child Charmaine Daisy Pierce. Trent/Charmaine: Who? Big Momma/Malcolm: My great niece and you better start sounded like her before you scare someone. Trent/Charmaine: How's this? Swing low, sweet...owwww!

All right, then. Let's play some baseball!

Let's be full of merry talk and sallies of wit. We have victuals to delight the palate and brave company to delight the mind.

LeBeau, get to work, and make sure the brakes don't.

Michael: Look, I really, really hate this place. Hostess: Can you hate it from the Toko Lounge?

Leave me alone, Quark

Leave everything to me.

Long live the Empire.

Let me tell you something about hu-mans, Nephew. They're a wonderful, friendly people as long as their bellies are full and their holosuites are working... but take away their creature comforts deprive them of food, sleep, sonic showers... put their lives in jeopardy over an extended period of time and those same, f...

Life can be so unfair.

Let me tell you something about hu-mans, Nephew. They're a wonderful, friendly people as long as their bellies are full and their holosuites are working...

Look, can I be perfectly honest with you?

Let's slow down here. No one's talking about forcing anyone to do anything.

Logically, as we move faster and faster toward the sun, we'll begin to move backward in time. We'll actually go back beyond yesterday.

Look, I'm sorry, Mr. Kyle, but the only thing that gets me high is my prayer circle. In fact, I really hope I'm not out of line, but I'd like to pray for you right now.

Odo: Laas was only doing what comes naturally to us. Quark: You never pulled a stunt like that. You're smart enough to know that people don't want to be reminded that you're different. Who wants to see somebody turn into goo?

Odo: Look at me, Nerys. What do you see? Kira: I see you. Odo: No. No, this is just a form I borrowed. I could just as easily be someone or something else. Kira: I know that but this... is what you have always chosen to be. A man... a good and honest man... a man I fell in love with. Are you trying to tell me that...

Leo, don't let it bug you. I'm sure there's plenty of things you're better at. They just don't involve sex with a woman.

Will: Leo, be honest with me. How do you feel when you see a pillowcase this perfect? Leo: I feel excited, and then sad. Wait, scratch excited.

Looking good as usual, dollface.

Let's make a deal, Doctor: I'll spare you the ends- justify-the-means speech and you spare me the we-must-do- what's-right speech. You and I are not going to see eye to eye on this subject so I suggest we stop discussing it.

Like I need this crap at my age. I've got Darth Vader money.

Let's get married.

Let's just go about our own business and exchange as few words as possible.

Leave it to you, Damar to point out the one cloud in the sky.

Let's start with the voice. It's fine for a lesbian, but you're a man.

Did you know this Congress of Economic Meddlers actually passed legislation making monopolies illegal?

All right, people... you heard the orders. Let's finish what we started.

Let us return to the spirit of friendship and cooperation between our peoples so that together, we can destroy our common enemies: the Federation, the Klingons, the Romulans and all the others that stand against us.

Let's turn on the TV and watch a Hilton sister milk a cow.

Will: Let's go, strangers! Let's go, strangers! Let's go. Leo: It's, um... It's-- it's Rangers. And, uh, the clap you're doing is from "West Side Story."

Let's see some more of these unscientific hypotheses, Mr. Spock.

Let him prove to me that he is my friend, and I'll follow him to Marcos 12 and to the ends of the universe!

"Your suffering will be legendary ... even in hell."

Let's find out what's happening.

Schultz: Let's go! Raus, raus, raus, raus! Hogan: Good-bye. A brave man dies but once. Schultz: Raus, raus, raus!

Hogan: LeBeau, your hors d'oeuvres are a smash. LeBeau: This crowd would eat marinated dog food on a cracker. Hogan: Ah, you're too modest. LeBeau: No, no, no. I ran out of pate, and that's what I had to use.

Gen. Burkhalter: LeBeau has done an excellent job. Klink: Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm. He must have worked like a dog to make these. Hogan: You can say that again.

Carolyn: Well, surely you know I've only been studying you. Apollo: I don't believe it. You love me. Carolyn: Love you? Be logical. I'm not some simple shepherdess you can awe. Why, I could no more love you than I could love a new species of bacteria.

Spock: I am pleased that you frustrated Mr. Chekov's plan. I should regret your death. Jim: Why? Spock: I do not desire the captaincy. I much prefer my scientific duties, and I am, frankly, content to be a lesser target. Jim: Logical, as always, Mr. Spock.

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Hogan: Are you a close friend of the colonel's? Olga: Like blintzes and sour cream. Hogan: You can't get much closer than that, sir.

Spock: Logically, you must have a compelling motive. Mudd: Spock, you're going to love it here. They all talk just the way you do.

Let go, Frenchie, I can handle this.

Jim: Let us hear it for our poor dead friend. All: Ha ha ha ha ha!

Logic is a little tweeting bird, chirping in a meadow. Logic is a wreath of pretty flowers which smell bad. Are you sure your circuits are registering correctly? Your ears are green.

Agent Smith: Lieutenant, you were given specific orders. Lieutenant: Hey, I'm just doing my job. You give me that juris my dick tion crap, you can cram it up your ass. Agent Smith: The orders were for your protection. Lieutenant: Ha ha! I think we can handle one little girl. I sent two units. They're bringing ...

Look, Hogan, I'm going to get to the point. This is not a country club. You and your men are not members; you're prisoners!

Listen to me, coppertop. We don't have time for 20 questions. Right now there's only one rule... our way or the highway.

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Hogan: LeBeau, I need a German officer's uniform-- something fancy. Make me a captain, huh? LeBeau: Any special regiment? Hogan: Yeah, make it one that's been to the Eastern Front. And I won't be likely to run into anyone from that outfit. LeBeau: Right.

Cypher: Look into his eyes... those big, pretty eyes. And tell me... yes or no. Trinity: Yes.

Now let me give you a nickel's worth of free advice, young man.

Marty McFly: ...I mean look, I think the woman was born a nun. Jennifer Parker: She's just trying to keep you respectable. Marty McFly: Well she's not doing a very good job. Jennifer Parker: Terrible.

The best relationships are ones who have learned to tolerate the faults of their partner and stop trying to change them. people will change if they feel like they don't have to!

Let's see if you bastards can do 90.

Goldie Wilson: Look at me. You think I'm gonna spend the rest of my life in this slop house? Lou: Watch it, Goldie!

Kirk: Ouch. Bones: What's the matter? Kirk: What do you call that stuff, fire? Bones: "Taos Lightning" straight bourbon. Try some. In small amounts, it was considered medicinal. Kirk: Label it "for external use only."

Look! There's a rhythmic ceremonial ritual coming up.

Last night, Darth Vader came down from planet Vulcan... and told me that if I didn't take Lorraine out, he'd melt my brain.

Let's just keep this brain melting stuff to ourselves, okay?

Lou, give me a milk. Chocolate.

Dr. Emmett Brown: Let me show you my plan for sending you home. Please excuse the crudity of this model, I didn't have time to build it to scale or to paint it. Marty McFly: It's good. Dr. Emmett Brown: Oh thank you thank you.

Look, you're not going to be picking a fight, Dad... Dad,dad,daddy-o.

Linda McFly: Dave, if Paul calls, tell him I'm working late at the boutique tonight. Dave McFly: Linda, first of all, I'm not your answering service; second of all, somebody named "Greg" or "Craig" called you just a little while ago. Linda McFly: Well, which one was it, Greg or Craig? Dave McFly: I don't know; I ...

Aunt Beru: Luke's just not a farmer, Owen. He has too much of his father in him. Uncle Owen: That's what I'm afraid of.

See you soon. Hopefully not too soon. Let's go, kid. These two got things to do.

Zee: Link, Morpheus is crazy. Link: No doubt