Win or lose, this war ends tonight!

John Connor

Ron Burgundy: Brick, can you hear me?
Brick Tamland: I can't hear you.
Ron Burgundy: You're answering so I think you can hear me.
Brick Tamland: No, I can't.

Marlene: Ray, what did I tell you about cooking in the dark? Are you trying to burn the house down?
Ray Charles: Think about it, Marlene, what do I need the light for?

Francis Fratelli: Tell us everything! Everything!
Chunk: Everything. OK! I'll talk! In third grade, I cheated on my history exam. In fourth grade, I stole my uncle Max's toupee and I glued it on my face when I was Moses in my Hebrew School play. In fifth grade, I knocked my sister Edie down the stairs and I blamed it on the dog... When my mom sent me to the summer camp for fat kids and then they served lunch I got nuts and I pigged out and they kicked me out... But the worst thing I ever done - I mixed a pot of fake puke at home and then I went to this movie theater, hid the puke in my jacket, climbed up to the balcony and then, t-t-then, I made a noise like this
Jake Fratelli: I'm beginning to like this kid, Ma!
Mama Fratelli: [tired of Chunk's stalling] Hit puree!

Hey, Stosh. I said no.


Bernie Focker: You fockerized them!
Roz Focker: Yeah!
Bernie Focker: I'm gonna fockerize you!

Maggie McFly: I hope you're considering your own future, Mr. Eastwood.
Marty McFly: I think about it all the time.

Maj. Warden: [lowering binoculars] Kill him... Kill him!
Major Shears: [screaming] KILL HIM! KILL HIM!

Ben Wade: So, boys - where we headed?
Byron McElroy: Taking you to the 3:10 to Yuma day after tomorrow.
Tucker: Should'nt've told him that.
Ben Wade: Relax, friend. Now if we get separated, I'll know where to meet up.

Protecting the Queen's safety is a task that is gladly accepted by Police Squad. No matter how silly the idea of having a queen might be to us, as Americans we must be gracious and considerate hosts.


Mother in Hospital: My son ... works the elevator in the south tower... he's a good boy. Then I saw that building going down like a pancake... damn thing is I yelled at him. I made dinner and he got held up at work... food went to waste. Now all I wanna do is hold him.
Donna McLoughlin: I know... I know.

I'm a real boy!


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