I sense great fear in you, Skywalker. You have hate. You have anger. But you don't use them.

Count Dooku

We don't read and write poetry because it's cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for. To quote from Whitman, "O me! O life!... of the questions of these recurring; of the endless trains of the faithless... of cities filled with the foolish; what good amid these, O me, O life?" Answer. That you are here - that life exists, and identity; that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. That the powerful play *goes on* and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be?

John Keating

Like the jacket? It keeps me safe when I'm... jogging at night!

The Riddler

Tod: Has anyone seen my wife?
Helen: She's still at school. She has cheerleading practice.

[Batty has grabbed Deckard's gun hand and pulled it, along with the gun, through a hole in the wall]
Batty: Proud of yourself, little man?
[Batty takes the gun out of Deckard's hand]
Batty: This is for Zhora!
[Batty breaks one of Deckard's fingers]
Batty: This is for Pris!
[Batty breaks another one of Deckard's fingers, puts the gun back into his hand and lets him go]
Batty: C'mon, Deckard. I'm right here, but you've gotta shoot straight!
[Deckard shoots through the hole in the wall and blows one of Batty's ears off]
Batty: Straight doesn't seem to be good enough! Now it's my turn! I'm going to give you a few seconds before I come.

Someone wants me. Someone roaming the streets, wants ME... Will you turn the corner?

Curt Henderson

You'll lose the signal.

Merrill

[Beatrice has run away from home, and revealed herself hiding under Roy's bed]
Roy Eberhardt: How long have you been here?
Beatrice Leep: Oh, don't worry. I kept my eyes closed while you put on your very colorful jammies.

Woody: [yelling through the heat duct] Buzz, help.
Stinky Pete the Prospector: It's too late, Woody. That silly old Buzz Lightweight can't help.
Woody: His name is Buzz Lightyear.
Stinky Pete the Prospector: Whatever. I always hated those upstart space toys.

Premium-wise and billing-wise, we are eighteen percent ahead of last year, October-wise.

Kirkeby

Red: I'm trying to decide how stoned I am and just how on the verge of death am I right now. Like, am I seeing shit because I'm stoned or because I have no blood left in my body?
Dale Denton: Well, you've been shot like seven times.

Ellen Roark: I keep thinking, what would Jake do? What would my father do? What would Lucien do?
Harry Rex Vonner: Well see, there's your problem. What you should be thinking is, what would Harry Rex do?
Ellen Roark: What would Harry Rex do?
Harry Rex Vonner: Cheat. Cheat like crazy.

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