Pintel: You'll be dining with the Captain. And he requests you wear this. Elizabeth: Well, you may tell the Captain that I am disinclined to acquiesce to his request. Pintel: He said you'd say that. He also said, if that be the case, you'll be dining with the crew... and you'll be naked.
Barbossa: You don't know what this is, do you? Elizabeth: It's a pirate medallion. Barbossa: This is aztec gold... one of 882 identical pieces they delivered in a stone chest to cortes himself. Blood money paid to stem the slaughter he wreaked upon them with his armies. But the greed of cortes was insatiable. So...
You shut up! Don't talk to me! Don't talk to me, criminal!
You couldn't wait for five... You couldn't wait for five minutes? I told you to just stay! Just stay! God!
You know, for having such a bleak outlook on pirates, you're well on your way to becoming one.
Pintel: You're supposed to be dead! Jack: Am I not?
Elizabeth: Lower the anchor on the right side. On the starboard side! Will: It certainly has the element of surprise. Anamaria: You're daft, lady! You both are! Gibbs: Daft like Jack! Lower the starboard anchor! Do it, you dogs, or it's you we'll load into the cannons!
Elizabeth: So that's it, then? That's the secret grand adventure of the infamous Jack Sparrow? You spent three days lying on a beach, drinking rum? Jack: Welcome to the Caribbean, Love.
Anamaria: You're daft, lady! You both are! Gibbs: Daft like jack!
Simmons: Your son's the great-grandson of Captain Archibald Wickity, is he not? Ron: It's Witwicky. Simmons: May I enter the premises, sir?
Elizabeth: You're despicable. Jack: Sticks and stones, love. I saved your life, you save mine. We're square.
Ron Witwicky: You're not taking my son. Agent Simmons: Really? You gonna get rough with us? Ron Witwicky: No, but I'm gonna call the cops because there's something fishy going on around here. Agent Simmons: Yeah. There's something a little fishy about you, your son, your little Taco Bell dog and this whole ope...
Yeah, that sounds like LadiesMan.
You A-holes are in trouble now.
Sam: You're good with handcuffs, too, now, huh? Simmons: How you doing? Mikaela: You weren't supposed to hear all that. Simmons: How's it going, huh? Yeah. This is real. Now, listen. If I choose to engage with him, mum is the word, all right? Mikaela: Sam, I have a record because I wouldn't turn my dad in. W...
Yeah. Brave now all of a sudden, with his big alien friend standing over there.
Keller: You're coming with me. You're going to be my advisor. Glen: Me, too? Keller: Who's this? Maggie: He's my advisor.
Hey, kid. I think we got off to a bad start, huh? You must be hungry? You want a latte? HoHo? Double venti macchiato?
Gibbs: Curse you for breathing, you slack-jawed idiot! Mother's love! Jack! You should know better than to wake a man when he's sleeping. It's bad luck. Jack: Ah, fortunately, I know how to counter it. The man who did the waking buys the man who was sleeping a drink. The man who was sleeping drinks it while listen...
Norrington: You are without doubt the worst pirate I've ever heard of. Jack: But you have heard of me.
Norrington: You forget your place, Turner. Will: It's right here... Between you and Jack. Elizabeth: As is mine. Weatherby: Elizabeth! Lower your weapons. For goodness sake, put them down! Norrington: So this is where your heart truly lies, then? Elizabeth: It is.
You're off the edge of the map, mate. Here there be monsters.
Norrington: Mr. Sparrow... You will accompany these fine men to the helm and provide us with a bearing to Isla de Muerta. You will then spend the rest of the voyage contemplating all possible meanings of the phrase "silent as the grave." Do I make myself clear? Jack: Inescapably clear.
Jack: No! Not good! Stop! Not good! What are you doing? You burned all the food, the shade! The rum! Elizabeth: Yes, the rum is gone. Jack: Why is the rum gone? Elizabeth: One, because it is a vile drink that turns even the most respectable men into complete scoundrels. Two, that signal is over a thousand feet...
Will: You knew William Turner? Pintel: Ol' Bootstrap Bill. We knew him. Never sat well with Bootstrap, what we did to Jack Sparrow. The mutiny and all. He said it wasn't right with the code. That's why he sent off a piece of the treasure to you, as it were. He said we deserved to be cursed... And remain cursed. St...
Jack: You don't want to be doing that, mate. Barbossa: No, I really think I do. Jack: Your funeral.
You brought us the wrong person!
Your head is kind of a different size than it is on television.
Mikaela: You got a high rise double pump carburetor. That's... that's pretty impressive, Sam. Sam Witwicky: Double pump? Mikaela: It squirts the fuel in so you can go faster. Sam Witwicky: Oh... I like to go faster.
You know those cars my dad used to teach me to fix? Well, they... They weren't always his.
You see this? This is like a do whatever I want and get away with it badge.
Yeah, no, I'm cool with, you know, females working on my engine. I prefer it, actually.
Yeah. Your mom's so nice.
Obi-Wan: You're using her as bait. Anakin: It was her idea. Don't worry, no harm will come to her. I can sense everything that's going on in that room. Trust me.
You've made a commitment to the Jedi Order, a commitment not easily broken.
Obi-Wan: You know I don't like it when you do that. Anakin: Sorry, master. I forgot that you don't like flying. Obi-Wan: I don't mind flying, but what you're doing is suicide.
Anakin: You're the closest thing I have to a father. Obi-Wan: Then why don't you listen to me?
Droid Waitress: You wanna cup o' jawa juice? Obi-Wan: Oh, yes. Thank you.
Padmé: You've changed so much. Anakin: Ah, you haven't changed a bit. You're exactly the way I remember you in my dreams.
Padme: You're making fun of me! Anakin: Oh, no, I'd be too frightened to tease a senator!
Your clones are very impressive. You must be very proud.
You are Ani! It is you! You sure sprouted, huh? Wee hoo! A Jedi! Whattaya know!
Mace Windu: What is it? Yoda: Pain, suffering, death I feel. Something terrible has happened. Young Skywalker is in pain. Terrible pain.
Padme: You're not all-powerful, Ani. Anakin: Well, I should be.
Count Dooku: You must join me, Obi-Wan, and together we will destroy the sith! Obi-Wan: I will never join you, Dooku.
Anakin: You call this a diplomatic solution? Padme: No, I call it an aggressive negotiation.
Senator Amidala, your tragedy on the landing platform terrible. Seeing you alive brings warm feelings to my heart.
You are asking me to be rational.
Obi-Wan: You look tired. Anakin: I don't sleep well anymore. Obi-Wan: Because of your mother? Anakin: I don't know why I keep dreaming about her. Obi-Wan: Dreams pass in time.
You don't like what I have to offer......you can buy from someone else. Assuming Batman left anyone to buy from.
You either die a hero or you live long enough to see yourself become the villain.
You are in danger. Grave danger.
Your move, Flynn, come on.
So... you're gonna suffer, but you're gonna be happy about it.
Professor Trelawney: Your aura is pulsing! Are you in the beyond? I think you are! Ron: Sure... Professor Trelawney: Look at the cup, tell me what you see! Ron: Oh yeah... well, Harry's got a sort of wonky cross... that's trials and suffering. And, uh, that there could be the sun, and that's happiness, so... y...
Malfoy: You're gonna regret this. Hagrid: Class dismissed! Malfoy: You and your bloody chicken!
He had a certain, shall we say, talent for trouble. A talent, rumor has it, he passed on to you. You're more like them than you know, Harry. In time, you'll come to see just how much.
Professor McGonagall: Yes, Sirius Black may not have put his hands to the Potters... but he's the reason they're dead. Cornelius Fudge: And now he wants to finish what he started. Madame Rosmerta: I don't believe it. Cornelius Fudge: That's not the worst of it. Madame Rosmerta: What could be worse? Profess...
You may be young in years, but the heart that beats beneath your bosom is as shriveled as an old maid's, your soul as dry as the pages of the books to which you so desperately cleave.
Harry: You were right, Hermione. It wasn't my dad I saw earlier. It was me! I saw myself conjuring the Patronus before. I knew I could do it this time because... well, I had already done it. Does that make sense? Hermione: No.
You really are the brightest witch of your age.
You shut your mouth when you're talkin' to me!
Uncle Vernon: You bring her back! You bring her back now, you put her right! Harry: No! She deserved what she got! Keep away from me. Uncle Vernon: You're not allowed to do magic outside of school. Harry: Yeah? Try me. Uncle Vernon: They won't let you back now! You've nowhere to go! Harry: I don't care! An...
Professor Minerva McGonagall: Years ago, when Potter's parent's were marked for death, do you remember? They went into hiding. Few knew where they were. One who did was Sirius Black. And he told You-Know-Who! Cornelius Fudge: Not only did Black lead You-Know-Who to the Potters that night, he also killed one of the...
Aunt Marge: You mustn't blame yourself about how this one turned out, Vernon. It's all to do with blood. Bad blood will out. What is it the boy's father did, Petunia? Aunt Petunia: Nothing. He didn't work. He was unemployed. Aunt Marge: And a drunk too, no doubt? Harry: That's a lie. Aunt Marge: What did you...
You wanna know how I got these scars?
Harvey: You can't leave me alone with these people. Rachel: The whole Mob's after you and you're worried about these guys?
Joker: You got a little fight in you. I like that. Batman: Then you're gonna love me.
You know, the very first time I saw you, Harry, I recognized you immediately. Not by your scar, by your eyes. They're your mother, Lily's. Yes. Oh, yes. I knew her. Your mother was there for me at a time when no one else was. Not only was she a singularly gifted witch... she was also an uncommonly kind woman. She ha...
You crossed the line first. You squeezed them, you hammered them to the point of desperation. And in their desperation, they turned to a man they didn't fully understand.
You're supposed to stroke it.
Professor Snape: Why you insolent, little... Professor Lupin: ...Professor.
You know the man you truly are, Remus! This heart is where you truly live! This heart here! This flesh is only flesh!
Harry: You can't have met many decent wizards, then. Dobby: No, I haven't. That was an awful thing to say. Bad Dobby! Bad Dobby! Bad Dobby! Harry: Stop, Dobby! Dobby, please! Dobby, please, stop.
You and that bloody pigeon aren't going anywhere!
Mrs. Weasley: Your sons flew that enchanted car of yours to Surrey and back last night. Mr. Weasley: Did you really? How'd it go? I mean, that was very wrong, indeed, boys. Very wrong of you.
Lucius Malfoy: Your scar is legend, as, of course, is the wizard who gave it to you. Harry: Voldemort killed my parents. He was nothing more than a murderer. Lucius Malfoy: You must be very brave to mention his name, or very foolish.
You grasp your Mandrake firmly... you pull it sharply up out of the pot... Got it?
Rachel: You honestly think that's gonna keep the Joker from killing people? Bruce: Maybe not. But I have enough blood on my hands. And I've seen now what I would have to become to stop men like him.
You make your own luck.
Joker: Those Mob fools want you gone so they can get back to the way things were. But I know the truth. There's no going back. You've changed things. Forever. Batman: Then why do you wanna kill me? Joker: I don't wanna kill you. What would I do without you? Go back to ripping off Mob dealers? No, no. No. No, you.....
Professor Snape: You were seen. By no less than seven Muggles! Do you have any idea how serious this is? You have risked the exposure of our world! Not to mention the damage you inflicted on a Whomping Willow that's been on these grounds since before you were born! Ron: Honestly, Professor Snape, I think it did mo...
Maddy Bowen: You lost both your parents. Danny Archer: That's a polite way of putting it, ja. Mum was raped and shot and uh--Dad was decapitated and hung from a hook in the barn. I was nine--boo-hoo right?
Danny Archer: You're a journalist. Maddy Bowen: That's right. Danny Archer: Piss off, huh?
You come here with your laptop computer and your malaria medicine, and your little bottles of hand sanitizer. Think you're gonna change the outcome, huh?
Commander Zero: You get something for me? Danny Archer: And yourself get something for me, huh? Commander Zero: You bring the plane come first. Danny Archer: Are you craze? You get to pay me first for them. This no fine, huh? This no fine. Commander Zero: This no more you get! Danny Archer: Then your boys ...
You risk my life like that again and I'll peel your face back off your head. Do you understand?
You were a good soldier. But I made you better, didn't I?
Your parents are weak. They're the farmers. They're the fishermen. They've done nothing but suck the blood from this country. But you are the heroes who will save this nation.
You are not children anymore. You are men.
You're in a bit of a conundrum there, my friend. You know what that means? It means you have no choice.
You know, contrary to what you might think about us, we fought with the blacks, huh? Yeah. Side by side. There was no apartheid in the foxhole. The colonel always used to tell us that.
You know, I once had this buddy named Noboko. We used to hunt bush meat together as kids, huh? Baboons. Baboons, they were the hardest to catch. They're, eh, they're cunning, cunning creatures. Fast--strong, got good eyesight. We'd always find them by the smell of their shit. And that's how we learned to track your ...
Harry: You'd better clear off before my bones come back, Dobby, or else I might strangle you. Dobby: Dobby is used to death threats, sir. Dobby gets them five times a day at home.
Ron: You're a parselmouth! Why didn't you tell us? Harry: I'm a what? Hermione: You can talk to snakes! Harry: I know. I mean, I accidentally set a python on my cousin Dudley at the zoo once. Once. But so what? I bet loads of people here can do it. Hermione: No, they can't! It's not a very common gift, Harry...
Malfoy: You'd never know the Weasleys were pure-bloods, the way they behave. They're an embarrassment to the wizarding world. All of them. What's wrong with you, Crabbe? Crabbe: Stomachache.
Believe me, I take absolutely no pleasure being inside your... You call this a house?
Dumbledore: You will find that help will always be given at Hogwarts to those who ask for it. Lucius Malfoy: Admirable sentiments. Shall we? Fudge? Cornelius Fudge: Come, Hagrid. Well? Hagrid: If, uh, if anybody was looking for some stuff, then all they'd have to do would be to follow the spiders.
Harry: You're Aragog, aren't you? Aragog: Yes. Hagrid has never sent men into our hollow before. Harry: He's in trouble. Up at the school there've been attacks. They think it's Hagrid. They think he opened the Chamber of Secrets, like before. Aragog: That's a lie! Hagrid never opened the Chamber of Secrets! ...
Ron: You're the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. You can't go now. Professor Lockhart: Well, I must say, when I took the job, there was nothing in the job description about... Harry: You're running away? After all that stuff you did in your books? Professor Lockhart: Books can be misleading. Harry: You...
Harry: You're a fraud. You've been taking credit for what other wizards have done. Ron: Is there anything you can do? Professor Lockhart: Yes. Now you mention it. I'm rather gifted with memory charms. Otherwise, you see, all those wizards would have gone blabbing, and I'd never have sold another book.
Moaning Myrtle: Oh, Harry? If you die down there, you're welcome to share my toilet. Harry: Uh... thanks, Myrtle.
Harry: You. You're the Heir of Slytherin. You're Voldemort. Tom Marvolo Riddle: Surely you didn't think I was going to keep my filthy Muggle father's name? No. I fashioned myself a new name, a name I knew wizards everywhere would one day fear to speak, when I became the greatest sorcerer in the world! Harry: Alb...
Dumbledore: You both realize, of course, that in the past few hours you have broken perhaps a dozen school rules. Harry, Ron: Yes, sir. Dumbledore: And that there is sufficient evidence to have you both expelled. Harry, Ron: Yes, sir. Dumbledore: Therefore, it is only fitting that you both receive... Special...
Dobby: You shall not harm Harry Potter! Lucius Malfoy: Vera...
Harry: You're running away? After all that stuff you did in your books? Gilderoy Lockhart: Books can be misleading... Harry: You wrote them! Gilderoy Lockhart: My dear boy, do use your common sense! My books wouldn't have sold half as well if people didn't think I'd done all those things!
You have nothing, nothing to threaten me with. Nothing to do with all your strength. Don't worry, I'm gonna tell you where they are, both of them. And that's the point. You'll have to choose.
You see, I'm a guy of simple taste. I enjoy dynamite and gunpowder and gasoline.
You know what I am? I'm a dog chasing cars. I wouldn't know what to do with one if I caught it. You know? I just do things.
You just couldn't let me go, could you? This is what happens when an unstoppable force meets an immovable object. You truly are incorruptible, aren't you? Huh? You won't kill me out of some misplaced sense of self-righteousness. And I won't kill you because you're just too much fun. I think you and I are destined to...
You didn't think I'd risk losing the battle for Gotham's soul in a fistfight with you? No. You need an ace in the hole.
Ah! You idiot!
You're the juicy news.
Harry: You're a right foul git, you know that? Ron: You think so? Harry: I know so! Ron: Anything else? Harry: Yeah, stay away from me! Ron: Fine.
Harry: You're sure about this, Neville? Neville: Absolutely. Harry: For an hour? Neville: Most likely. Harry: Most likely? Neville: Well, there's some debate among herbologists about its effectiveness in fresh water as opposed to salt water... Harry: You're telling me this now?
Neville: You seem a little tense! Harry: Do I?
Professor Snape: Potter, what's your hurry? Congratulations. Your performance in the Black Lake was inspiring. Gilllyweed, am I correct? Harry: Yes sir. Professor Snape: Ingenious. A rather rare herb, Gillyweed. Not something found in your everyday garden. Nor is this. Know what it is? Harry: Bubble juice, sir...
You see, people change in the maze. Oh, find the cup if you can. But be very wary. You could just lose yourselves along the way.
You've been taught how to duel, I presume, yes? First, we bow to each other. Come on, now, Harry. The niceties must be observed. Dumbledore wouldn't want you to forget your manners, would he? I said, bow.
But remember this, You have friends here. You're not alone.
Harry: You're being stupid. Ron: Yeah, that's me. Ron Weasley, Harry Potter's stupid friend!
Professor McGonagall: One-two-three, one-two-three... Harry: You're never gonna let me forget this, are you? Fred, George: Never.
Your wand, Harry! Your wand!
You wanted me. Here I am.
Joker: Oh, you. You just couldn't let me go, could you? This is what happens when an unstoppable force meets an immovable object. You truly are incorruptible, aren't you? Huh? You won't kill me out of some misplaced sense of self-righteousness. And I won't kill you because you're just too much fun. I think you and I...
Bilbo: You will keep an eye on Frodo, won't you? Gandalf: Two eyes, as often as I can spare them.
Bilbo: You're right, Gandalf. The ring must go to Frodo. It's late. The road is long. Yes, it is time. Gandalf: Bilbo. The ring is still in your pocket.
You see, this is how crazy Batman 's made Gotham. You want order in Gotham; Batman must take off his mask and turn himself in. Oh, and every day he doesn't, people will die. Starting tonight. I'm a man of my word.
Tonight, you're all gonna be a part of a social experiment. Through the magic of diesel fuel and ammonium nitrate I'm ready right now to blow you all sky-high. If anyone attempts to get off their boat, you all die. Each of you has a remote to blow up the other boat. At midnight, I blow you all up. If, however, one o...
You did not seriously think that a Hobbit could contend with the will of Sauron? There are none who can.
You cannot hide. I see you. There is no life in the void. Only death.
Arwen: Do you remember when we first met? Aragorn: I thought I had wandered into a dream. Arwen: Long years have passed. You did not have the cares you carry now. Do you remember what I told you? Aragorn: You said you'd bind yourself to me, forsaking the immortal life of your people. Arwen: And to that I hol...
Arwen: You cannot give me this. Aragorn: It is mine to give to whom I will... like my heart.
You fear to go into those mines. The Dwarves delved too greedily and too deep. You know what they awoke in the darkness of Khazad-dûm: Shadow and flame.
You are full of surprises, Master Baggins.
You shall not pass!
Your love for the halfling's leaf has clearly slowed your mind.
Algren: You want me to kill Jappos, I'll kill Jappos. Colonel Bagley: I'm not asking you to kill anybody. Algren: You want me to kill the enemies of Jappos, I'll kill the enemies of Jappos. Rebs or Sioux or Cheyenne. For 500 bucks a month, I'll kill whoever you want. But keep one thing in mind--I'd happily kill yo...
Zebulon Gant: Right, you little bastards! You will stand up straight or I will personally shit kick every far eastern buttock that appear before me eyes! Algren: Well done, sergeant. Zebulon Gant: When you understand the language, sir, everything falls into place.
You kept me alive just to speak English?
Katsumoto: You fought against your Red Indians? Algren: Yes. Katsumoto: Tell me of your part in this war. Algren: Why? Katsumoto: I wish to learn. Algren: Read a book. Katsumoto: I would rather have a good conversation.
You're angry because they make you wear a dress.
You don't mind if I call you "Bob," do you?
You a ladies' man, Bob?
You don't speak because of Friedrich Nietzsche.
Oh, hey, Olive. Wow, you're gettin' big. Almost like a real person.
Captain James West: You know how to ride, don't you? Artemus Gordon: Yes, I know how to ride. Captain James West: A horse? Artemus Gordon: Yes, for when the situation calls for something primitive.
You shut your mouth when you're talkin' to me!
Woman at Jewish Reception: I saw you at the wedding. John Beckwith: Yeah? Woman at Jewish Reception: You were crying. John Beckwith: Oh shit! You weren't supposed to see that. Now you probably think I'm a big pussy. Woman at Jewish Reception: No, you were so sweet.
John: You know how they say we only use 10% of our brains? Woman at Reception: Mmm. John: I think we only use 10% of our heart.
Claire: You are a big hit at this wedding. John: Well, everyone's so nice. It's easy. Claire: They're all full of shit.
John Beckwith: You better lock it up. Jeremy Grey: You better lock it up. John Beckwith: You lock it up! Jeremy Grey: No, you lock it up! John Beckwith: You lock it up! Jeremy Grey: Lock it up!
You and I both know I'm a phenomenal dancer.
Kathleen Cleary: It's hot out here. John Beckwith: Yeah, it is. Kathleen Cleary: You should've played in your underwear.
Secretary Cleary: You know she is not just another notch on the old belt. Jeremy Grey: I don't even wear a belt... Beltless. Secretary Cleary: I am a very powerful man. Jeremy Grey: Yes, you are. Secretary Cleary: See you for dinner.
Katsumoto: You believe a man can change his destiny? Algren: I think a man does what he can, until his destiny is revealed.
Randolph: You banging the daughter and the grandma? How much jam you got, man? Jeremy: Jam? I... Randolph: Listen, man, the family dog lives downstairs. I can wake him up for you, if you like. His name is Snooky. Jeremy: You could not be more wrong about what's happen... Randolph: Just be gentle with her, okay...
You see? Even the mighty Samurai cannot stand up to the howitzers.
Katsumoto: You do not have to die here. Algren: I should have died so many times before.
You have your honor again. Let me die with mine.
Your Highness, if you believe me to be your enemy, command me, and I will gladly take my life.
Schuyler Fox: Your father is getting married again. Joe Fox: Really? Nelson Fox: Yes. Joe Fox: Congratulations. Nelson Fox: Thank you. Joe Fox: Why? Nelson Fox: Who knows? Joe Fox: Love? Nelson Fox: Possible.
Frank Navasky: You are a lone reed. You are a lone reed standing tall--waving boldly--in the corrupt sands of commerce. Kathleen Kelly: I am a lone reed. I am a lone reed.
Jeremy: Well, what do you do? Father O'Neil: You pray. Jeremy: Yeah, I pray, too, you know what I mean?
Jeremy: I'm digging talking with ya. You're a really enlightened cat and I like that about ya. I think you're a special special man. Okay, come in for the real thing. Father O'Neil: Mmm? Mmm? Jeremy: Get in here for the real thing. I love ya. You're a sweet man. Father O'Neil: Oh, dear God.
Rule #5. You're an idiot.
John Beckwith: You can't marry this guy. Claire Cleary: Why? John Beckwith: Because I've fallen for you.
Because you wanna know what the kicker is, father? Maybe I'm a little fucking crazy. That's right, maybe Jeremy's a little nuts. Maybe there's something about me that I'm a little cuckoo. I know it's a surprise, I know it's not on the surface. I mean, I had an imaginary friend when I was kid, and his name was Shiloh...
Jeremy Grey: I'm not even gunna say it, but you know I'm upset. John Beckwith: Yes. But I think you look good. Jeremy Grey: You know I don't look good.
You don't treat cake like that. You gotta... treat cake like a lady.
Claire Cleary: Your brother. He's down again. John Beckwith: What is his deal?
Well... You're not that young.
You're not getting enough attention?
Grandpa: You should be gettin'that young stuff. That young stuff is the best in the world. Richard: Dad, that's enough! Stop it! Grandpa: Will you kindly not interrupt! See, right now you're jailbait. They're jailbait. It's perfect.
You're as bad as those fuckers at Sunset Manor.
Sheryl: He started snorting heroin. Frank: You started snorting heroin? Grandpa: I'm old! Frank: Well, that stuff'll kill you. Grandpa: What am I, an idiot? And don't you start taking that shit. When you're young, you're crazy to do that stuff. Frank: What about you? Grandpa: I'm old. When you're old, yo...
Little Bill: You figure nobody will want to fuck her now? Skinny: Hell, no. Leastways won't pay to do it.
Strawberry Alice: You ain't even going to whip them? Little Bill: Well, I fined them instead, Alice. Strawberry Alice: For what they done? Skinny gets some ponies, and that's it? That ain't fair, Little Bill. That ain't fair!
The Schofield Kid: You don't look like no rootin' tootin', son of a bitchin', cold blooded assassin. Bill Munny: Say what?