Looks dead to me.

Like, I'm right here, man.

Lady takes good care of me.

Wow. Look at him. He must've been going pretty fast to smash through that wall.

Ben: Like what? Carl: Like a slush fund... Bob: Hundreds of thousands of dollars of unaccounted-for cash.

Look, McGovern's dropped to nothing, Nixon's guaranteed the renomination. The post is stuck with a story no one else wants. It'll sink the goddamn paper.

Look at it this way, in 100 years, who's going to care?

George: Let's see if the nut that runs this place can help us. Steve: Take a look at all this crap.

George: We know the kids were on their way out to a place the locals call Deadwood. Steve: Yeah, they wanted to play Nancy Drew with this local legend people call Dr. Satan.

K, let's not lose our heads, okay?

Let- let me go through the story again. You've got a woman who's frightened at the door. She works for C.R.E.E.P. She said that there's shredding taking place.

Yeah. Little touches, you know. Little details, you want to make the character full, real.

Bob: What? Bookkeeper: Little jokes they're making down at finance these days.

Demo

Demo

Listen, Mr. Peckerhead, I am here for my husband's funeral. Understand? Now, go away. Disappear. Disintegrate.

Look at me when I talk to you!

Sarah Connor: Look, Reese, I don't know what you want from me... Kyle Reese: Pay attention!

Leave this book alone.

Let's not talk about what you did or didn't do, all right? What's important is what I can do for you now.

Ryan: Last night, your client dropped a guard, assaulted a nurse, escaped from a mental institution, stole a car-- Pete: And saved a girl's life.

Yeah, just letting my fiancee know we won't be able to get married in June cuz I'll still be in this meeting.

Look, Miranda, I don't wanna scare you, but if you're right and there is a second killer out there, then he is frantically trying to cover his trail right now.

Longtime friend of Doug's, access to the prison. I never did get a kick out of torturing animals, though.

Leathery hag, fat cow, ungrateful whore.

Let it go, man. Those kids don't even look like you.

Let's continue listening and bear in mind that the next 100 pages can get a little bit dry.

Last night, I called you, you said you couldn't talk. And this morning, as soon as our Mitchell story hit the stands, you call me, you say you got to see me right away.

Why don't you come over here and we'll play a little game I like to call: "Let's Go to the Dog Show." I put a collar on you and make you my bi!

Donald: Lawyers? Carl: Like Alex Shipley. Donald: I made it clear that I would not do anything violent or illegal.

Look, that's a real bullshit question, Woodward. That is a question straight out of Wichita, Kansas.

Listen, uh, one last thing. Do you remember where this shooting the breeze took place?

Let me put it this way. I would have no problems if you wrote a story like that.

Joe: Look, I'm very busy. I got to go. I got to put the kids to bed. Carl: That's the confirmation right there.

James: Listen, where are you going? I want to go into the cell, talk to my client. Guard: What are you, nuts?

Listen, I'm tired of your chickenshit games. I don't want hints.

Ooh! Look at the ball. How many freaks you all get up in here, darlin?

Su: Ling. He has the rest. Fait: How the fuck do you know? Su: I know.

Sarah Connor: No, Kyle! Come on! Come on! Kyle Reese: Leave me here. Sarah Connor: Get up!

Let go. We won't harm you. We only want to help you.

Look, he wants to buy the world's biggest diamond. Mr. Leland, why didn't you go to Europe with him?

Captain Bradford: Ladies and gentlemen, the incomparable... Gloria! Gloria: Whoo!

Leah, I want Frank to be healthy, but think of the sacrifices, the hard work, the lack of potato chips! That's not what the voters want.

Let's make it 20 and let's make it 40.

Maggie: Let me guess. You were minding your business, and those chips jumped in front of you. Connor: I wasn't watching where I was going. Maggie: Come on, sweetheart, let's go.

Ozzy: Leah, you lookin' fine, girl. Mighty fine. Leah: Oh, Jones. Did they have to assign you to this?

Look who thinks he's the ebola virus, huh?

Ebola? Let me tell you something about ebola, baby. Ebola is a case of dandruff compared to me!

Look alive, boys. We got dust at 9 o'clock.

Listen, from now on, keep those opinions in that mushy little head of yours, or you're gonna find yourself in our next nosebleed.

Lucky for us, our old friend Bob hooked up Frank with a job at the zoo.

Ozzy: Looking like that? They'll tear you apart. You got to get spiffy. Drix: Spiffy?

Looks good on you, Jones. You wear it well. It's a shame you had to come this far from home just to die.

Look, Reese, I didn't ask for this honor, and I don't want it! Any of it!

Tik-Tok: Little girls, Pumpkinheads make chicken fly the coop. Billina: Coop?

Lyons, I- I don't remember him. Spakowsky, he was around, and this guy was so fucking mean that his wife shot him in the foot, and he couldn't get disability.

Hobbes: Lou, who was '65? Who was in that space right there? Lou: You got me, bud. I don't know.

Charles: Look, I'm really sorry. I... could you apologize, please, to your husband for whatever I-- Mrs. Moore: He always liked you, Charles.

Look, man, pizza is a staff of life. Without pizza and other fine Italian foods, there would be no happiness, OK?

Let's see. Noones poisons Muskovich, dumps him in the tub, sets out the cornflakes.

Lou: Lawrence was singing, and Mike was singing-- some sixties thing. Hobbes: There you go.

Look, lieutenant, you know, hey. What is it, the phone records again?

Look, lieutenant, I told you it's a cult-- some weird, psycho, aramaic, satanist, reincarnation cult.

Last year, he was the American League batting champ with a .352 average, which was just a little bit off the year before when he had a .381 average!

Ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain. You may now remove your seat belts and move about the cabin if you like.

Larabee wants out!

Listen to the sound of Al Thar'r!

We both know what it feels like to look in the mirror and not like what we see.

Larry: Look at the monkey boy. Ooh-ooh-ooh! Jennifer: Chris, what are you doing? Come back.

Let me tell you about a pattern that's beginning to emerge.

Let's just see what we're up against, okay?

Music

Music

All right, let's go through this. Baker, you're up first. Set up the com link with the delivery plane and the Pentagon.

Hey, wait. Lose the shoes, pretty boy.

Louie, overhead mid-cabin. Baker, first class. I'm gonna take the cockpit and business class. We'll go on Cappy's signal.

All right, lady's a player, boys. She's with us.

I hired you people to try to get a little track laid, not to jump around like a bunch of Kansas City faggots!

Listen, dummy.

Lower galley. Turn around. Get in the elevator right now. Go.

Shit. Landing gear. Down.

Look, I'll make you a deal. I'll give you my jacket, my pants, whatever you want, sports, girls, whatever. But you've got to tell me just one memory about something I ask.

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, the defendant, Henri Young, is accused of murder in the first degree.

Let me watch the kids. It would give us a chance to get to know each other.

Warden: Lickety-split. I wanna get home. Andy: Just about finished, sir.

Lord, it's a miracle! Man up and vanished like a fart in the wind.

Let's ask her. Maybe she knows. What say you there, fussy britches? Feel like talking? Aw. Guess not.

Look, there's been a mistake. I know that Johnny didn't do it.

James: Mr. Henkin! Henkin: Two things. First of all, you work for me. James: I was just on my way up. Henkin: Let me finish!

Listen, don't get in your own way.

Last time you left town, it was in a covered wagon.

Bob: Listen, about today. Ian: You could have stood up for me, you know. I have to face those guys. Bob: So face them.

Let's not exaggerate. I've only called twice.

Look, Father, oh, I'm sorry, Pastor. I was raised Catholic.

Look, Pastor, I'm not saying that you didn't give Mr. Chaough the message, I'm just saying that it bears some urgency.

Harry: Give my regards to Megan. Rumor has it they're gonna move her to four days a week. Don: Legend has it.

John Connor: Listen, I gotta stop by my house. I wanna pick up some stuff. Terminator: Negative. The T-1000 would definitely try to reacquire you there. John Connor: You sure? Terminator: I would.

Look, Todd and Janelle are dicks, but I gotta warn 'em.

low beds, low height beds

Elena: Let me out. Let me out! Nelson: Whoa, Elena. You're doing great. Come on. Elena. Take my foot! Grab my ankles. That's it. That's it.

Look, a rat riding on a piece of poop.

Okay, Max. Little heads-up. These are high-intensity lasers, so whatever part of you does touch it, gets sliced off.

Look at that shipment of detonators. It's a little odd. Wouldn't you say?

Hey, let me give you a lesson that I had to learn the hard way.

Like me, you enjoy American Top 40 with Ryan Seacrest.

Listen to your music, kid.

Lucky Bob. I tried to get that job, but unfortunately, I got promoted.

Farren: Larry was telling me all about the university. It sounds great. Larry: I'd be glad to give you a tour sometime. Bob: When pigs fly.

Look, all I want is someone who's as intelligent as you are, but possibly just a little less tense and argumentative.

Look at this guy. What a pain in the ass.

John Connor: Listen. We gotta get her out of there. Terminator: Negative. The T-1000's highest probability for success now will be to copy Sarah Connor and wait for you to make contact with her.

Little bastard shot me in the ass.

Bart: Lili von who? Jim: Shtupp.

Lamarr: Lili! Lili: Hedy. Lamarr: It's Hedley.

Breckel: Let's spice it up then, huh? Slice and dice. Goldy: Yeah. I'm-- I'm slicing and dicing. Do I tell you how to do your job?

Why don't you, uh, loosen your bullets?

Listen, there's a coffee shop at Seventh and Whitman. See you there at 10:00. Be in civvies. Comfortable shoes.

Lisa: Listen, it's not tomorrow, it's today. I know it's gonna work out. Jake: You do? Lisa: Mm-hmm.

Jake: Listen, all right? It's good. We were on mid-watch-- Alonzo: We? Jake: Oh, me and Debbie-- Alonzo: Who's Debbie? Jake: Uh, oh, I'm sorry. Uh, Debbie Maxwell, my training officer.

Learn that shit. That shit'll get you killed. These motherfuckers out here plottin' all kinds of shit behind your back.

Jake: Let's just not talk about my wife, all right? Alonzo: Yeah, that's my point, you see? You're so in love, the shit's comin' out of your eyes.

Listen, is it possible that you could answer a personal question?

Let's go, niggah. Let's go.

Conrad: Latitude 7.549282. Longitude is-- Sarah: Jack?

Let the garbage men handle the garbage. We're professional anglers, OK? We go after the big fish.

Look me in the eyes. Do you enjoy watchin' all this?

Miss Carrie: Looking for some fun? John: Maybe. Miss Carrie: Well, you come to the right place. There's plenty of fun here.

Philippe: Lagging behind again? Helene: I'm sorry, Philippe. I try my best to please you.

Marie: Louis, make the announcement. King Louis: Oh, yes, of course. I have an announcement.

Charles: Looks good, doesn't it? Claude: Yeah, that's right, like pillows in a bed. Come on. Let's get out of here.

Jake: Look, man, I'm not smoking crack, all right? Alonzo: Glad to hear that. Just put it in the glove box. Put the $60 in there, too. That'll come in handy later on. We'll use it like-like a credit card or something.

Alonzo: Lift up your tongue. Blue: I ain't got shit. Your partner already done searched me. I'm straight. Alonzo: Yeah, OK.

Look, I know how odd this must be for you. It's odd for me. But, um would you like to have dinner with me, and I'll explain?

Let's just say that you can be persuasive.

Alonzo: Let's go. We got a meetin' in 15 minutes. Jake: Yeah, I just need to. Alonzo: Forget that. Let's go. Jake: I'll see you, buddy.

It's not a problem. Look, the guy's a high-security risk anyway. If I'm not around, who's gonna keep him off the radar, you? I'm just taxin' him, that's all.

Harry: Like what? Like go on the game? Collins: Some died for Ireland, but Dev, he whored for Ireland!

Let me go! I know exactly where I'm goin'! I can walk!

Lloyd George has thrown in the towel? We've brought the British Empire to its knees?

Look at her. She thinks she's so much smarter than us.

Look, I'm hot, I'm filthy and I want to take a bath. You can stay, you can go, it makes no difference to me.

Louis, reach into my pants.

Let's suit up, ladies. Time to punch in.

L.A.P.D. spokesperson said the officer is survived by his wife and infant child.

Biggs: Ladies and gentlemen, that was the United States marshals! Sam: Ladies and gentlemen, put your hands together for the United States marshals!

Let's have a round for this group right here. A double milk for this kid.

Let's go downtown to the station. You talk to my guy, Stan, and he'll walk you through what you gotta say to the D.A. guys, OK?

Look, D.C. Wants to take full advantage of this Conroy bust.

Moreno: Hey, that's nice, eh. Let me see your cohete there. Jake: What? Sniper: Your gun, homes, underneath your shirt. Let him see it. Jake: No, that's all right, man. Hey!

Last week in Vegas, some Russian starts talkin' shit, and Alonzo, he just snapped. Beat his ass to death.

Moreno: Hey, Smiley. Back up, ese. Let me get his money first, OK? Hold off, ese. Smiley: Come on. Hurry up.

Smiley: Life's a trip, que no? Sniper: This is some trippy-ass shit, homes.

Look. Look at the surprise on his face.

Listen, in the future, do Charisse and I get married? Do I go bald? Does Charisse go bald?

Look at the bright side. We're always on time.

Pilot: Look at your chart. See if there's any airport you think we can make. Co-Pilot: There's nothing close.

Guard 1: Louis knocks Nova out in the sixth round. Guard 2: That bum! Guard 1: Yeah, yeah, yeah. Give me the money.

Lean forward and place your head between your knees and brace for impact. Keep your heads down. Brace for impact.

Poe: Looked like a big bowl of gumbo with a bunch of ribs. Sam: I get the picture, sheriff.

Cosmo: Looks like the skies weren't too friendly last night. Biggs: Sam used up 8 of his 9 lives on this one.

Uh, look, you know, no offense, but we actually work a lot faster if we don't have any, uh, help.

Look at this. Sheriff in Metropolis just found this in a dumpster behind a laundromat.

John: Look, I made a mistake, OK? I usually work alone. Sam: No. We're lucky I got shot, kid.

John: Lucky? Sam: Yeah. If he'd shot one of my deputies, you wouldn't be seeing your mama again, I'd be in jail for shooting you.

Looks like Mr. Slice-and-Dice and our mystery man have a bag exchange here.

Look, everyone. It's snowing.

Sam: Law officer, you will not be hurt. Are you in here alone? Are you in here alone?! Man: Yes!

James: Look at him! That's him right there, that's Henri Young, right there! Humson: He tried to escape!

LYVBH

Let's see if we can get you there a little faster, cowboy.

Let me try mine.

Listen, do you know what you're doing?

John: Like the 2 D.S.S. agents you gunned down at the U.N. Mark: Their blood is on your hands.

Sam: C'mon, let's go drink a toast to a good deputy named Noah Woodrow Newman. Biggs: If we're gonna drink to Newman, we better use milk.

I've always thought that a film should, first of all, be an emotional experience. It should make you laugh or cry or be scared.

Let me take this one step at a time.

Listen, go for broke, you're gonna wind up broke.

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, you have received your instructions.

This court is now in session. Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, how do you find?

Listen. Don't worry about me. Just worry about that dog on my seats.

Let me think. Let me think. What can we do? Hey, we never finished seeing all the sights in Washington.

Listen, Burke, your car's at the curb. Louie's waiting. It's nice and warm.

Lord, I am not worthy to receive you, but only say the word, and I shall be healed.

Look, I got on the bed. The whole bed was thumping and rising off the floor and shaking.

Look, doc, I really don't understand how her whole personality could change.

Let me tell you how, and please, father, confidential.

Let Jesus fuck you! Let Jesus fuck you! Let him fuck you!

Lick me! Lick me!

Let me see your hands, son. Right now. Drop it.

Karras: Well, then, let's introduce ourselves. I'm Damien Karras. Regan: And I'm the Devil!

Look, i'm only against the possibility of doing your daughter more harm than good.

Scott: Uh-huh. Naylor: Let's hope she was worth it.

Let's see who's around. In the meantime, I'll call you as soon as I know.

Merrin: Lead us not into temptation. Karras: But deliver us from the evil one.

Let your mighty hand cast him out of your servant, Regan Teresa MacNeil.

Karras: Let my cry come unto thee. Merrin: Almighty Lord, word of God the Father, and Jesus Christ.

Let's rest before we start again.

John: Load the gun and keep it with you. Rae: Are you serious? John: Rae, just do as I say, please.

Look, he's only got himself to blame, right? I mean, he should have trusted me. But that's always been my problem.

Hughie: Mist-mista- lady, the mistake is that you think I'm making this up! Rae: No! No. No, I don't.