Curly: Uh-oh, he's snuffocatin'!
Larry: Don't worry, I know the Heineken maneuver!

[to Cinderella, after she, Drisella, and Anastasia tear Cinderella's mother's dress; from trailer] You shall *not* go to the ball!

Lady Tremaine

I pardon you.

Amon Goeth

[while watching TV] Fucking cops. This is just unbelievable. The whole force standing outside the house, guarding the sidewalk with their arms crossed. I mean, are the kidnappers coming back?

Patrick Kenzie

The Boy-Who-Lived. How lies have fed your legend, Harry! Do you want to know what really happened thirteen years ago? Shall I divulge how I truly lost my powers? It was love. You see, when sweet, dear, Lily Potter gave her life for her only son, it provided him with the ultimate protection, I could not touch him. It was old magic, something I should have foreseen. But no matter, no matter, things have changed. I CAN TOUCH YOU... NOW! Astounding what a few drops of your blood will do, eh, Harry?


When two people love each other, they come together - WHAM - like two taxis on Broadway.


Dr. Charles Nichols: Richard, I'm in the middle of this speech!
Dr. Richard Kimble: You almost got away with it, didn't you? I know all about it. I can prove it.
Dr. Charles Nichols: Ladies and gentlemen, my friend Richard doesn't feel well. So, if you will go on with your dessert and coffee, I'll be right back. Richard, would you care to...
Dr. Richard Kimble: You switched the samples! You switched the samples after Lenz died!

Topper Harley: President Benson.
President Thomas 'Tug' Benson: No you're not. I've seen him on TV. An older man, about my height.
Michelle Huddleson: Mr. President, this is Topper Harley.
President Thomas 'Tug' Benson: Topper Harley, of course, the son I never had. No wonder I didn't recognize you then.

Do you remember when we used to be explorers?

Captain Picard

I may go back to hating you. It was more fun.

Roger Thornhill

Claudia: It must be hard to spank your monkey.
Ishmael: You have a monkey?

Short contraband: Hey, where from?
Cpl. Thomas Searles: Massachusetts.
Tall contraband: You walk like the bukra soldier, even talk like him!
Cpl. Thomas Searles: [to Rawlins] What'd he say?
John Rawlins: He says we march like white soldiers. How you like the Army, contraband?
Tall contraband: Oh, we love it! We thank the Lord every day for da good vittles and these beautiful clothes! Every day like kismis!
Cpl. Thomas Searles: [to Rawlins] What?
John Rawlins: Like Christmas.
Cpl. Thomas Searles: Oh.

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