Connor: What is your mission? Terminator: To ensure the survival of Connor and Katherine Brewster. Connor: You are about to fail that mission.
You could've killed yourself. I mean, who knows? This could affect your coordination, your neurological system. It could even affect your intelligence. We don't even know if this is gonna work.
You are terminated.
Connor: You'll find a way to destroy her. Terminator: Unlikely. I am an obsolete design.
Your levity is good. It relieves tension and the fear of death.
Frank: Okay, I'd just like to, you know, take a girl someplace nice once in a while. Roy: You have to pay extra for that?
Roy: You lookin' for something, sucker? Frank: Yeah. My partner. You seen him? He's been missing most of the week. Tall, good looking guy.
Roy: Can you get me some more of them? Dr. Klein: You certainly get to the point. Roy: Well, and you skirt it. So can you get me the pills or not?
Maa: Not you, dear. Babe: Why not? Maa: We have to do dogs' work. You're a pig. Your job is to stay here and eat your food.
Angela: You're staring. Roy: Oh, I'm sorry. Angela: It's okay. I used to do it too. Look at your pictures, see if I got your nose, or your eyes.
Angela: You don't have a TV? Roy: Well, um... Angela: Seriously? You don't have a TV? Roy: Well there's a couch, if you want to sit... Or over there, if you prefer. Or the couch.
Angela: She said you were a bad guy. You don't seem like a bad guy. Roy: That's what makes me good at it.
You remember who puts the freakin' bread on the table around here, don't ya?
The next time, young man, I find you with a worthless piece of shit like this again, you won't sit down for a week, buddy boy. Remember that.
Stan: Well, you want him reading that stuff? Billy's Mother: No, but... Stan: All right, then. I took care of it.
Yeah, for some folks, money's a foreign film without subtitles.
Uh... Uh...that is wrong what you did, and... you're a Nosy Parker, and that's no way for a young lady to behave, and... Shame on you!
Angela: Bullshit! Roy: Nope. No bullshit. And watch your mouth at the table... Angela: You're a con man? Roy: Con artist.
Angela: Really? Roy: What? Angela: You think that? That I'm beautiful? Roy: No. Angela: Then why won't you? Because crime doesn't pay? Roy: No, it does. It does. Just not very well.
You know the adults are about to fire up a work day.
Cashier: You're wasting your dollar. Angela: Hey... You his financial adviser? No. You're a cashier at a convenience store. Take his dollar and give him a ticket for the 22nd. Roy: You're ready for this. Angela: I was born ready. Roy: Glad I missed that day.
Roy: It's my back. I strained it last night. Frank: Oh, man, I told you, you gotta do yoga. Roy: I was doing yoga.
You're 14! You're 14! When did you have time to get arrested?
You're not a bad guy, you know, you're just not a very good one.
Frank: You don't want the forty g's? Roy: Keep it. Consider it a parting gift. Frank: We should part more often.
Angela: You mad at me? Roy: You didn't take it. I gave it to you.
Claudine: You about the finest-looking thing I seen in a long time. Young Papa Klump: Well, thank you very much. You pretty damn foxy yourself, baby.
Young Papa Klump: She said it's over between y'all. Besides, you getting the wrong idea. Willie: Outside. Young Papa Klump: Say what? Willie: Outside. I'm tired of this shit. Young Papa Klump: Who you pushing?
The state fair. You was working the cotton candy. Standing looking like an angel. Had that pink sugar swirling all around you. I turned to my brother, and I said three words, "Might-y fine."
Denise: You were acting really strange tonight. Sherman: Yeah, I know, 'cause, um, I drank that wine, and I had cold medicine early on. And mixing cold medicine and wine... that don't mix.
I've been looking forward to saying something to you for 12 years. And here it is. You're fat!
Oh, Sherman. Oh, you sneaky son of a bitch.
You know, in certain older civilized cultures when men failed as entirely as you have, they would throw themselves on their swords.
Donna: You sound like you're having fun already. Lisa: Oh, we are. Donna: I used to have fun. Ali: Oh, we know!
Typical, isn't it? You wait 20 years for a dad, and then three come along at once.
Sophie: You took Mom's guitar! Harry: No, no. I borrowed it. Look. No, where is it? D.S. Donna Sheridan. And H.B. Head Banger.
Sophie: You know what comes next? Bill: Oh, you're not going to tell me that you have a twin sister, are you?
You always knew how to make an entrance.
All that fricking yoga's made my feet bigger.
Fly: Not you, dear. Babe: Why not? Fly: We have to do dogs' work. You're a pig. Your job is to stay here and eat your food.
Donna: You look fantastic! Tanya: You look like an old hippie! Rosie: Oh, she looks fab.
Sam: You're a close friend of Donna's? Bill: No, I haven't heard from her for 20 years. Sam: Really? Bill: And then this invite, out of the blue. Harry: You know, that's a coincidence, neither had I.
And you'd think with all this new technology, they would figure out a machine that would make the beds.
Sam: You are expecting us? Sophie: Oh, my God. Yes! Sam: You're not Donna's daughter? Bill: I thought you looked familiar. Uh... Sofia.
Oh, you're a little minx, you know that? You're just like your mother. I'm glad my boys haven't met you. They'd never recover.
Glenn: Hey, what's up, guys? Daryl: You coming? Glenn: What? Daryl: You comin'?
Babe: This is ridiculous, Mom. Fly: Nonsense. It's only your first try. But you're treating them like equals. They're sheep. They're inferior. Babe: Ah, no they're not. Fly: Of course they are! We are their masters, Babe. Let them doubt it for a second and they'll walk all over you.
Didi: Finally we get to see an authentic Parisian Landmark: Notre Dame. Betty: You seen one church, you seen them all. Wake me if you spot a hunchback.
You'd think one soldier would drive away. Especially against something so slow.
You think biters figured out how to use weapons?
Phil: Hey, I wanted to press the button, Lillian! Lil: You want the button, Phillip? You can't handle the button!
You cleared all those bodies out? It's starting to look like a place we could really live in.
And how is this precious gherkin today? You're just a lawsuit waiting to happen, aren't you?
You come to me on the day of this wedding, and ask me to take care of the boys who made your brother cry?
You married a great hog, Henry. But then I suppose you know that.
You mean Cass hasn't told you about dotty old great-aunt Bedelia, the patriarch of our clan?
You're all a bunch of dirty vultures just waiting to get your hands on my money!
Hank: You think she really did it? Aunt Sylvia: Oh, yes. I know she did it.
You promised me my cake! Bedelia, I'm your father. You're supposed to be taking care of me.
You stupid bastard, you screwed it all up. You screwed up my mother. You screwed me.
"I want my cake, Bedelia. You bitch!" you called me a bitch!
Susie: You're not supposed to look at your feet when you're dancing. Chuckie: But I gots to, Susie. They just keep getting all tanglied up.
You're like family to me, Finster. Name your wish.
Fly: How are you feeling? Babe: A bit tired. Fly: You'll need a good sleep to put you in top condition tomorrow. Don't stay up too late. Good night. Babe: Good night, Mom.
You done it now, Jordy Verrill, you lunkhead!
You ain't gonna get in that tub, are you?
You ain't curious about the old gang?
Merle: Oh yeah, you really was cut loose, weren't you? Andrea: I'm sure they came back. I didn't stick around to find out.
Oh, you gotta be kidding me!
You can track with the best of 'em, but, it's like a needle in a haystack.
You're gonna need to help deliver your brother or sister. You up for it?
Jamie: Oh, hey, Mitch. Your hair looks good. Mitch: Thanks. Yeah, I had to cut it for a fucking tampon commercial.
Mitch: You know what she says to me? Dave: Tell me slow. Mitch: No, nothing. Because all Tatiana wants to do at 3:00 in the morning is fucky, fucky, rubber ducky.
You notice how the water creeps in? Even when the tide's out, the water creeps in.
Richard: Yell all you want, Harry. Comfort Point is very private. I own it all. Harry: Help! Help! Help! Richard: Help!
You feel how hard your heart is beating, Harry? How fast? Now that's going to make it harder for you to hold your breath, isn't it?
You've got to hold your breath there, Harry. You've got to hold your breath.
Harry: You... Can't... Shoot us dead, Richard. Becky: Because... We're already... Dead.
Dave: You must be Sabrina, huh? Sabrina: You must be Dave. Are we role-playing or something? Because we're late. Dave: He didn't tell me you were a big, fat, fucking boner. Sorry, that was unprofessional.
Charles: Delia Deetz, welcome home. Delia: Charles... Charles: It's okay, there's no damage. Look. See? It's okay. Good sturdy country craftsmanship. And look at that kitchen. You're finally gonna be able to cook a decent meal.
Yuck. Deliver me from L.L.Bean.
Yeah. Well, you know, maybe the house could use a little remodeling.
Barbara: We need some help. Receptionist: Ha! Already? You just bit the big one two months ago and you want help.
You know what they say about people who commit suicide? In the afterlife, they become civil servants.
Fishin' Hole Guy: You gonna do some fishing while you're up there? Harlan: No, I--I'm going to the dog show, Dale. Fishin' Hole Guy: They ain't got no lakes and rivers or nothing in Philadelphia? Harlan: Well, I don't think i'm gonna have much time to--to do that.
Good luck, Hubert. You go up there and put some hurtin' on them Yankee dogs, huh?
Juno: You two have really screwed up! I received word that you allowed yourselves to be photographed, and you let Beetlejuice out and didn't put him back, and you let Otho get hold of the handbook! Adam: Handbook? When? Juno: Never trust the living! We cannot have a routine haunting like yours provide proof that...
Merle told me you provided information about his brother's whereabouts.
Adam: You can see us without the sheets? Lydia: Of course I can see you. Adam: Well, how is it you see us and nobody else can? Lydia: Well, I've read through that handbook for the recently deceased. It says: 'Live people ignore the strange and unusual." I, myself, am strange and unusual. Barbara: You look li...
See, if you tell me what you do, I'll tell you why my husband will fire you.
You're going to kiss that boy.
Now you you take care of your daddy for me, all right?
You are gonna beat this world. I know you will.
You gotta do what's right, baby. You promise me, you'll always do what's right.
You're so good. You're my sweet boy. The best thing I ever did. I love you. I love you.
Oh, my God, you guys need to go out, have a nice steak dinner, do some dancing, go to, like a, a Korean nightclub, right? Get a belly full of pills. I don't know what you're into, but just have some fun.
Mitch: You ready to take a piss? Dave: You bet your ass I am.
You get to say you're hitched with the most eligible bachelor since Valentino. We're even, babe.
Yes, I love that man of mine.
You want somebody out of the house. I want to get somebody out of your house.
Put me down. You're hurting me.
Malcolm: You know, I've banged a lot of waitresses in my day, but you, you, you were the best. Cookie: You don't forget the best. Malcolm: By far, you were.
Cookie: You didn't?! Scott Donlan: I did! Stefan: Well, he's a very talented young man. Gerry: You must be very "Proud Mary"! Ha ha ha! Mary! Scott Donlan: Oh, my goodness! Who are you all of a sudden?
Nancy: Your dreams? Taryn: Everybody has bad dreams.
See? It's not in here! You left it at the hotel! You go back and you get her busy bee! Go to the hotel and get busy bee! Run! Run! Go. Mommy's getting your toy.
Simms: You won't make any progress until you recognize your dreams for what they are. Nancy: And what are they? Simms: The by-products of guilt.
You want me to prescribe an experimental psychoactive drug to a bunch of suicidal teenagers?
Simms: Well, you just bought yourself a night in the quiet room, Mister. Now sit down! Kincaid: Fuck you! You sit down!
Max: Girl, what are you doing? Jennifer: Watching TV. Max: I can see that. Why don't you read a book? You watch too much damn TV.
Jennifer: Research. Max: Oh, right. You're going to be a TV star. Jennifer: Wait and see.
This is it, Jennifer your big break in TV. Welcome to prime time, bitch!
Mr. Coreander: Your books are safe. While you're reading them, you get to become Tarzan or Robinson Crusoe. Bastian: But that's what I like about 'em. Mr. Coreander: Ahh, but afterwards you get to be a little boy again.
You are the last of the Elm Street children.
Will Stanton: Mom and Dad? That's crazy. They never mentioned anything. Taryn: Oh right, that's the sort of thing parents tell their kids "Goodnight darling. Say your prayers. Oh, and by the way, your father and I torched some maniac last night".
You stupid bitch! You're killing... you're killing us!
You're about to attend a funeral. One that's long overdue.
Freddy Krueger: Joey look. All the little piggies come home. Nancy Thompson: Let him go, Krueger. Freddy Krueger: Your wish is my command.
Joey: Wow. Did I say that? Roland Kincaid: You found your dream power, man. Kristen Parker: You saved us, Joey. Roland Kincaid: You blew him away!
You're mine now, little piggy.
Oh, my god. You were his mother.
Will: Good. You conquered the demon, but your horse is sinking in the bog. What do you do? Taryn: I go to bed, and get a new horse in the morning.
Hamilton: What the hell is this? It's not a-- Meg: It's a toy. Hamilton: It's a rooster or something. Get out the bee. Where's the bee? Meg: I couldn't find it. I went to the hotel, I asked, they were no help. Hamilton: You were gone for a half an hour and you came back with this purple thing?
Selina: You don't seem like the type who does business with Mr. Shreck. Bruce: And you don't seem like that type who takes orders from him. Selina: Well, that's a long story.
You've got the magic. Your charisma's bigger than both of us.
You drive a hard bargain, maxie. All right. I'll be mayor.
Urgl: Why don't you sit down and be quiet for once? Engywook: You keep quiet, wench! It's now my turn.
Engywook: My name is Engywook and she's Urgl. Ever heard of me? Atreyu: I don't think so. Engywook: You don't move in scientific circles.
Bruce: You got kind of a dark side, don't you? Catwoman: No darker than yours, Bruce.
You got all the stuff, kid.
You dirty son of a bitch.
You know, I'm getting sick and tired of these goddamn bells.
Cole Hauser: You can roll your tongue back up. David Greene: God, she's beautiful. Cole Hauser: Sally wheeler. Dillon says she's his girlfriend.
You move as well on the floor as you do on the field.
You did this! You did this! You just rode him and rode him until he broke!
You are who you are. That's really what draws people to you, David.
Sally Wheeler: You don't smoke? David Greene: No. I tried it, but it didn't take. Sally Wheeler: You're too good.
You're catnip to a girl like me. Handsome, dazed, and to die for.
Outstanding. You're beauty and the beast in one luscious christmas gift pack.
You get off on that? Poking around other people's things?
You got the wrong idea about me. I'm just a guy trying to do right by the people I care about.
Now, you want to leave, Andrea wants to stay. So you want me to take choice out of the equation. You want me to kick you out.
Lyle Gorch: Well, this was goin' to be me and Tector's last job before we quit and headed south. We spent all our time and money a gettin' ready for this! Pike Bishop: You spent all your time and money runnin' whores in Hondo while I spent my stake settin' it up.
Dutch Engstrom: And Pike was dreamin' of washers... Lyle Gorch: He was! Dutch Engstrom: You were matching whores... in tandem! Lyle Gorch: What's that? Tector Gorch: That's one behind t'other. Lyle Gorch: That's right! That's what we was doin'!
You've broken the rules. And if I don't do anything, I invite anarchy.
You can take the research team to get more grist for the mill. I can handle this.
You're freaking people out. You're freaking me out.
You don't have to do this all by yourself.
Y'all are breaking my heart running away like that.
So you want to run around out there with walkers on chains eating twigs?
You'd just slow me down anyway.
You like that, sweetheart?
Andrea: What the hell is this? Governor: It's a way to blow off steam. Andrea: Blow off steam? You go for a jog to blow off steam. This is this is sick.
Andrea: It's a slippery slope. You're teaching them that walkers aren't dangerous. Governor: We're teaching them not to be afraid.
Your father was a very secretive man, Peter.
Dutch Engstrom: Pride. Pike Bishop: And they can't forget it... that pride... being wrong. Or learn by it. Dutch Engstrom: How 'bout us, Pike? You reckon we learned bein' wrong, today? Pike Bishop: I sure hope to God we did.
You babies cannot hide from Jean-Claude, Super-Escargot!
Coco, the wedding is off. You are not the woman I thought you were.
Jedediah: Yee-hooo! Jedediah Jr.: Yee-hooo! Jedediah: Bull's eye! Jedediah Jr.: You betcha, dad!
You get a sack of grain or a woman for two hours.
Max: I want to get a closer look at him. How do I get in there? The Collector: It's a factory isn't it? Ask for work. Max: I don't know anything about methane. Aunty: You can shovel shit, can't you?
Mike: Yeah, but it seemed like... something moved on its own. Dr. Stanley: If there ever were any living specimens there, I doubt if they're feeling very lively after, what, 147 years?
Wilma: "Yes, Billie. Yes, Billie." Oh, Henry. What would you do without me? Henry: I don't know, Billie.
Master: You want foot in face? Max: Uh-uh. Master: Disarm. Max: Mm-hmm. Master: Good boy.
He's the ball cracker. Death on foot. You know him. You love him! He's blaster!
Pike Bishop: You know what we are then? Don Jose: Si, the both of you! Pike Bishop: And you!
Your mom's working late tonight, Hogarth. So it's just us guys. And we're gonna have a little chat. Sit down!
You can learn this, Hogarth. That I can do anything I want, whenever I want, if I feel it's in the people's best interest.
Kent: You'll be taken away from her, Hogarth. Hogarth: You can't do that! Kent: Oh, we can, and we will.
Gwen: You following me? Peter: No, I'm not following you, no, I'm not. I had no idea you worked here. Gwen: Why would you be here? Peter: I just snuck in because I love science.
You're not gonna believe this, but it was a giant metal man.
You guys got here just in time. This rich cat, you know, some industrialist, wants him for the lobby of his company. He whipped out his checkbook right on the spot.
Dean: Up a little bit. Hogarth: I had to ditch this weird guy who's stayin' at our house. It took me hours to shake him! I kill myself to get out here, and you have him doing... Arts and crafts!
Dean: You got a problem with arts and crafts, little man? Hogarth: He's a giant robot, dean. It's a little...Undignified.
Hogarth: you are who you choose to be. The Iron Giant: Superman.
Harrigan! The next time, you better plan your massacre more carefully, or I'll start with you.
What's this? You think I don't know the law? Wasn't it me who wrote it? And I say that this man's broken the law. Right or wrong, we had a deal.
That's enough. You want to use him or kill him? Bring him up.
You got to understand that this is home and there's no tomorrow land. And, I ain't Captain Walker.
Slake: You reckon we been slack. Max: Well I don't know. Maybe you've been slack. Slake: We ain't. We kept it straight. It's all there. Everything marked. Everything 'membered. You wait. You'll see.
Slake: You slog out there to nothing. Max: Worse than nothing. The first place you'll find is a sleaze-pit called Bartertown. Now, if the earth doesn't swallow you up first, that place sure as hell will.
You let some trick get you pregnant, girl? Ain't you ever heard of a rubber?
You WOP motherfucker!
Gino: You talking to me, man? King: Who the fuck you think you are, huh? Gino: You like to beat up on fuckin' women, is that it? Huh? Beat up on me, asshole.
Gino: He's... He's throwing this girl and beating her over here. Girl: Stop! Bobby: Gino, we got a $3 million hit about to go down, over here. You don't like it, turn your head.
Tony: Dad, can we play catch or what? Gino: You finish your homework? Tony: No. Gino: No. And you still wanna to play catch with me? Tony: Yeah. Gino: Yeah. Go get your stuff.
Well let me tell you something. You kill a cop on 18th avenue in front of 100 witnesses, you're gonna die.
You want to fuck?
You having fun yet, guys?
Richie: You wouldn't just say no to me would you Rica? Rica: No, Rich.
Listen, you shouldn't talk to me that way. you know why? Cause, like, you and I, we don't know each other so good. You was still sucking your thumb when your brother was around town sucking dicks. But just the same, you shouldn't talk so tough, all right?
You know, Vinnie, I'm starting to get in a bad mood, you know. Maybe it's like a mood swing, my hormones. I don't know. Maybe it's my need to impose my will...
You can't afford milk, just step aside.
Cop: Freeze! Spiderman: He's not going anywhere. Cop: Don't move. Spiderman: You serious? Cop: Who are you? Spiderman: No one grasps the concept of the mask. Cop: Freeze!
Gino: You also would not know that Richie owns this place and that he sells narcotics here because he's a fucking puke and he likes to pervert kids and stuff, right? Bennie the Book: Drugs? Nobody uses drugs around here.
Tattoos: You know what, cool breeze? Gino: What's that? Tattoos: One of these days your wise mouth is going to get the rest of your body in a whole lot of trouble. Gino: Where you from? Tattoos: Attica. Gino: Yeah? Tattoos: Yeah! Gino: You couldn't be from Brooklyn cause we don't talk like that around he...
You want to give me the fucking right answer? Where's your fucking brother, you're a cocksucker? I'll break your fucking head! Where's your brother? You're both fucking dead, you fucking bum! The two a yous. You tell him when you see him... say Rusty tell ya, You're dead! You're dead! The two a yous.
You're mistaking me for someone who gives a shit. Okay?
Wilma: Your best friend gets in a scrape with a girl, and you're laughing? Henry: There's a funny side to it, Wilma. Wait till you see. You'll think so yourself.
You want to see some real punching?