Cap: Now, remember-- see it before you do it. All right? Tony: Julian gave you the shot. Then make them believe, Willie. All right.
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My father... was killed by a god. My mother, sister... everyone I loved was killed by a god. I mend nets... not wield a sword.
Gentlemen, may our journey be long, filled with agony and torment... and may we all complain about it bitterly as old men.
Must be very lonely.
Sgt. Aguado: Hey, uh--hey, Ventura. Ventura. Make any good collars lately? Another Cop: Or were they leashes? Ace Ventura: Heh heh heh heh.
Medusa's killed you twice now. Do you think she'll hand you her head? She won't be gracious about it.
May I tell you what I think happened? All righty, then. Roger Podacter went out after work. He had a few drinks, and he came home, but he wasn't alone. Someone else was with him in this apartment. There was a struggle, and he was thrown over that balcony. Roger Podacter didn't commit suicide. He was murdered.
Io: My name is Io, Perseus. Perseus: And how do you know me? Io: I've watched you all your life. I guided you to your family.
Might I suggest a bigger gun?
Man, I'm tired of being right.
My mama was a maid. My grandmama was a house slave. House... slave.
Miss Leefolt still don't pick Baby Girl up but once a day.
Miss Myrna has gone shit house crazy on us. She drunk hairspray or something.
Skeeter: Do you think you'd be willing to help me with those Miss Myrna letters? Aibileen: Miss Myrna get it wrong a lot of times. Be good to get it right.
Miss Leefolt should not be having babies. Write that down.
Minny don't burn chicken.
Lt. Lois Einhorn: Maybe I was wrong about you. Maybe you are more than just a pet dick. Ace Ventura: Your gun is digging into my hip.
My advice to you is to write it and write it fast before this whole civil rights thing blows over. Now good night to you, Miss Phelan.
I done ask God to forgive me. But more for what happened to poor Miss Walters. Miss Hilly threw her in that nursing home... just for laughing.
Constantine: Miss Charlotte, let me take her to the kitchen. Come on, baby. Let's go. Gracie Higginbotham: Charlotte. Charlotte: Both of you. Leave. Now.
Johnny: Minny. Minny: Miss Celia! Johnny: Minny, hey, stop! Minny! Minny: Miss Celia! Johnny: Minny! Minny: Stay back!
Hilly Holbrook: Maybe I can't send you to jail for what you wrote, but I can send you for being a thief. Aibileen Clark: I know something about you. Don't you forget that. From what Yule Mae says, there's a lot of time to write letters in jail. Plenty of time to write the truth about you. And the paper is free.
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Oh my god. Oh c’mon. Alright. Thank you so much. Thank you, thank you. When they called my name I’d had this feeling I could hear half of America going “oh no…oh c’mon…why…her…again?” But whatever. First I’m going to thank Don because when you thank your husband at the end of the speech they play him out with the mu...
Yes, thank you. Thank you very much. I have an Oscar. I forgot my speech. Okay, I am the happiest director in the world right now. Thank you for that. Thank you the Academy, thank you all of you. I want to thank my beloved producer Thomas Langmann. Thank you. I want to thank The Harvey Weinstein Company. I want to t...
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My daughter is my greatest inspiration, my greatest.
My esteemed colleague Mr. Marino has just brought some new evidence to my attention. Now, history has certainly shown that even the most intuitive criminal investigator can be wrong from time to time, but if I am mistaken, if the Lieutenant is indeed a woman, as she claims to be, then my friend, she is suffering fro...
Just Being Herself - Honest - Left Of Center
Bill: May I call on you sometime? Sookie: Call on me? Bill: Uh, may I come and visit with you at your home? Sookie: Sure. My grandmother would love to meet you. Oh, that reminds me. Can I talk to you after work? I have a favor to ask you. Bill: Of course. After all, I am in your debt.
Sgt. Agudado: Hey, uh--hey, Ventura. Ventura. Make any good collars lately? Another Cop: Or were they leashes?
Malcolm: Maybe you ought to come on inside. Sookie: Are you trying to glamour me? Malcolm: Yes. Sookie: That doesn't work on me. Liam: Why not? Sookie: I don't know. It just doesn't. Is Bill available? Bill: Let her in. Diane, let her in. Diane: Oh, fuck him. Malcolm: You have.
My name is Jeffrey Beaumont. I live near you.
Adele: What's yours? Prendergast: Mine? My name is mud. Adele: Uh-uh. Prendergast: Uh-huh. Adele: Uh-uh. Prendergast: Yeah. Adele: Your name is not mud. Prendergast: It will be when my wife finds out I'm still a cop.
Major League Baseball thinks the way I think. You're not gonna win. And I'll give you a nickel's worth of free advice. You're never gonna get another job... after this catastrophic season you're about to set us all up for. And you'll have to explain to your kid... why you're working at Dick's Sporting Goods.
Many are called, few are chosen.
Hoyt: I don't get it. She was so pretty. Arlene: Well, maybe it was just her time. Rene: Nahhh. She was only 23 years old. Ain't no 23-year-old in the world whose time has come.
Malditas croquetas de cangrejo
Murder is - or should be - an art.
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Rose: Mother! May I introduce Jack Dawson? Ruth: Charmed, I'm sure. Old Rose: The others were gracious and curious about the man who had saved my life. But my mother looked at him like an insect. A dangerous insect, which must be squashed quickly.
And that's Benjamin Guggenheim and his mistress Madame Aubert. Mrs. Guggenheim is at home with the children, of course.
Mickey, you should apologize for the death of Mr. Saint's youngest child.
My son didn't need to impress me.
Old Rose: My heart was pounding the whole time. It was the most erotic moment of my life. Up until then, at least. Lewis Bodine: So what happened next? Old Rose: You mean, did we "do it"? Sorry to disappoint you Mr. Bodine, but Jack was very professional.
Thomas Andrews: Mr. Lightoller, why are the boats being launched half full? Second Officer Lightoller: Not now, Mr. Andrews. Thomas Andrews: Look, 20 or so in a boat built for 65? And I saw one boat with only 12, 12! Second Officer Lightoller: Well, we weren't sure of the weight, Mr. Andrews. These boats may b...
Maybe i'll take you up to the satellite sometime, show you this whole thing works. It's really incredible.
Music to drown by. Now I know I'm in first class.
Most people think cable's just a simple co-ax that comes out of the wall. They never take the time to understand how it works.
Veronica Corningstone: My God. What is that smell? Oh! Brian Fantana: That's the smell of desire, milady. Veronica Corningstone: God, no, it smells like... Like a used diaper filled with Indian food. Oh! Excuse me. Brian Fantana: Desire smells like that to some people.
Madre de Dios!
My daddy was a great man, even if he did exhibit a proclivity for legumes.
My daddy was never near that mine shaft. He'd been sober for over a month! And for you to insinuate that he would abandon his parental responsibilities at a delicate time in my personal development is an affront to my sense...
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Ron Burgundy: Shall I pick you up 8:00? 9:00. Downstairs? Veronica Corningstone: Mr. Burgundy, you have a massive erection. Ron Burgundy: Really? Yes, I do.
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Maybe he... Died and came back to life so he could die again.
Mirror, mirror, on the wall, who's the fairest of them all?
Spoons: Mr Rango, can you tell us about the Spirit of the West. Doc: Oh, yeah! Tell us about that. Waffles: Is it true what they say? Rango: Uuuh, yes! The...Spirit of the West. The eternally unobtainable eye view. They say he rides in an alabaster carriage with golden guardians to protect him. But he only appear...
My dad said they'd come.
May I have everyone's attention, please?
Crawford. My father spent 15 years in an institution. He died in one. They called his condition incurable. They tried everything, drugs, shock therapy, even surgery. But they turned him into a vegetable.
Howard: Mike, Joe, welcome. Let's get a drink. Mike Toro: We don't have time for that, Howard.
Patrick: Maybe he's a German spy. Sean: Oh, good one. We're not at war with Germany anymore. Ashley: We're at war with Vietnam. Patrick: What? Ashley: It's in Rambo.
Phoebe: Mom said you have to let me in the club, or else it's prescruption. Sean: That's discrimination, jerkoid.
Queen Ravenna: Mirror, mirror on the wall. Who is fairest of them all? Magic Mirror: You are the fairest, but there is another destined to surpass you.
Horace: Man, you sure know a lot about monsters. Scary German Guy: Now that you mention it... I suppose I do.
Master...is near. Master wants children dead.
Um, Sean? Maybe we could be like Math Squad instead, you know... do math problems. Stay home. Or Nature Squad. We could look at rocks, collect birds. Not be dead. See, it's this whole death thing I'm not crazy about.
EJ: Hey! Fat Kid! Good job. Horace: My name... is Horace.
Flint: Monkey Thought Translator. Steve: Hungry. Hungry. Hungry. Flint: How wise. No, Steve. No, no, no, no, no! No, please! Leave it-- Tim Lockwood: Ah!
My name is Flint Lockwood. And I was about to invent a machine that turns water into food.
Motown, get your Detroit jukebox Jheri curl ass in this chickenshit chop-chop! ASAFP!
Lazarus: Miss me with that cracker chump jive! We di di mau! We di di mau! Alpa: Come on, Sarge. Stop jiving. Four Leaf is there. Lazarus: Dead meat, soldier! Or do you want to be a hero? That's just how Brooks got his Jew ass killed, man. And Meatball's dago ass bought the six-by-three farm. Now get your ass up...
Man...That is one big bitch cockroach.
Men hate surprises.
My God, is he queer.
Don: No. Roger: We were just in the neighborhood. And my mother always said never show up empty handed. Oh, damn it. Don: No.
Well, well, well. There's my baby. Now move that brat out of the way so I can see her.
My God, you're so square, you've got corners.
Don: Megan, you are 26 years old. Megan: So I don't understand death?
My chest hairs are tingling. Something's wrong.
My machine works. It really works!
My invention could save the whole town. You will be so proud of me, Dad.
My name is Paul Kersey. How's my wife?
Jack Russel/Terrior/Beagle Mix
Jeff: Must drink, so I can throw something up! Kevin: No, no. Don't drink that water! That water's like a petri dish! No, don't! Alpa, do you have any Booty Sweat? Kirk: Yeah, get him chugging on some of Alpa's ass water. That'll bring him around. It's a cure-all.
Mrs. Floyd, have any rooms opened up? Grandma Turner is... The bed is quite narrow.
My clothes is all ragged. My language is rough. My bread is corn dodgers, both solid and tough. And yet I am happy, and live at my ease on sorghum molasses, and bacon and cheese.
My name is Alice, and this is my world.
Prove it. Kill them! Kill them, motherfucking traitor. That's an order!
Woodward: Colonel perry. We killed an innocent man. Colonel Perry: What do you suggest we do, Woodward, let that reporter run off with our UniSols? Woodward: We can't just cover this up. We have a moral obligation to tell the truth about this. Colonel Perry: I thought you were more clever than that, Woodward. T...
John: Oh...oh... Ted: Why you crying? John: My junk got squished by the TV!
Mother's getting the shit kicked out of her.
My tour's up. I just want to go home. But I can't until you're safe.
Paul: My name is Paul Kersey. How's my wife? E.R. Doctor: I'm sorry, she died a few minutes ago, Mr. Kersey.
My name is Barnabas Collins. Two centuries ago, I made Collinwood my home. Until a jealous witch cursed me, condemning me to the shadows (What have you done!) for all time.
Joe: You all right? Lady Jaye: Yeah. You alright? Joe: My cholesterol is a little high.
My name is Sergeant Andrew Scott.
Muggers operating out here, they just plain get their asses blown up.
Tugg: My son gave this to me. Kirk: That's your stick buddy? Tug: His name is Twigman. Tugg: Does he wanna come with us?
Billy! The other day, I went up to my girlfriend. I said, "you know, I'd like a little pussy." she said, "me too. Mine's as big as a house!"
Seaweed: My mom's havin' a platter party tonight. Y'all wanna come check it out? Tracy: Now?! Penny: Would you mind if I, too, checked it out? I've never been to North Avenue before. Link: Uh, well, would it be safe? You know, for us? Calm down, cracker boy. It's cool. Penny: Wow. Being invited places by c...
Sid: My mother once told me that bad news was just good news in disguise. Diego: Was this before she abandoned you? Sid: Yes, it was.
Penny: Mom, please don't send my best friend to the big house. Prudy: Penny, hush. Tracy: You haven't heard the last of me, Mrs. Pingleton. Things need to change... and I won't stop tryin' to change them. I don't care how long it takes. Prudy: Good, you'll be waiting 20 to life.
I'm as mad as hell, and I'm not going to take it anymore!
Mr. Kersey, you're under police surveillance. You're being watched. Scare him off.
Tracy: Ma, this is Amber and Mrs. Von Tussle. Mrs. Von Tussle is the station's manager. Edna: Oh, the station manager. Oh! Oh, it was so nice-a you let her on that show.
Tracy: Ma, don't listen to a word she says! Edna: I'm takin' this back. Tracy: Don't you dare. Edna: I am. Tracy: Don't you dare. Don't you know why she hates us? She's afraid I'll beat Amber for Miss Teenage Hairspray. Edna: Really?
Make a perfect picture down to last pine needle. Wipe your mind clean everything but tree. Nothing exists whole world. Only tree. You got it?
My mom says I'm not allowed to perspire!
Tracy: Ma, it's not racket. It's The Corny Collins Show. Edna: Well, it's turning your brains into mud.
Penny: Mrs. Turnblad, it's a new dance! Tracy: The Stricken Chicken. Edna: Well, I can't hear myself think. How am I supposed to negotiate pleats?
Penny: Mrs. Turnblad! Come quick! You gotta see this! Edna: Oh, I read all about it. It's a big fake Hollywood set. Penny: No, Mrs... Edna: You think I'm gonna think that he's really up there? Penny: It's not John Glenn, Mrs. Turnblad!
Miyagi: Must make sacred pact. I promise to teach karate. That my part. You promise learn. I say, you do. No question. That your part. Deal? Daniel: It's a deal.
Daniel: Man, this is the best time I've had since I've been here. Ali: I guess we'll have to do it again.
Dutch: Mac, Mac: Yo! Dutch: Any sign of the other hostage? Mac: Found the other guy. He's dead too. And the kid from the chopper. But if they're Central American, I'm a Goddamn chinaman. From the looks of it, our cabinet minister was C.I.A.
Dillon: My orders were to get somebody in who could crack these bastards! Dutch: So you cooked up a story and dropped the six of us in a meat grinder.
Poncho: Major, you'd better take a look at this. Dutch: Did you find Hawkins? Poncho: I-- I can't tell.
Face it, J.C., we're dorks. We're lameoids. My grandparents have sex more than we do.
Make rock. Left, right. Up, down. Side, side. Breathe in. Breathe out. No scare fish.