Trinity: Is Neo okay?
Link: Okay? Shit, Morpheus, you should have seen him.
Morpheus: Where is he now?
[Link checks a computer]
Link: He's doin' his Superman thing.

Premium Fantasy woman: Mr. Kazu sent me, premium fantasy. My stockings. Rip them. [sounds like "lip them"]
Bob: [silent, confused]
Premium Fantasy woman: Rip my stockings. Yes, please, rip them.
Bob: What?
Premium Fantasy woman: Rip them. HEY! Rip my stocking!
Bob: Hey? Lip them? Lip them? What?

Ron Albertson: I'd wish they'd at least give us a line. I made some suggestions...
Sheila: We should be line-DANCING.

Mask on!

Col. Quaritch

Sometimes you gotta let your heart lead you... even if you know its someplace you know you're not supposed to be.

Van Wilder

Emma Dinsmore: Does the fact that you called seventeen times last night with no response from me send any kind of signal to you?
Alex: Yeah, I mean, I'm not an idiot. I figured you probably wanted to talk to me but that your machine was broken.

We're very lucky in the band in that we have two visionaries, David and Nigel, they're like poets, like Shelley and Byron. They're two distinct types of visionaries, it's like fire and ice, basically. I feel my role in the band is to be somewhere in the middle of that, kind of like lukewarm water.

Derek Smalls

Is it the terrorists?

Rachel Ferrier

Okay, not to keep dwelling on this, but that was some kiss. How did you know that will work? Have you kissed other men who then plummented to their deaths?

Maxwell Smart

Patrick Kenzie: What makes you think Ray hasn't spent all the money?
Helene McCready: Nigga please, I hid it.

We did it! We did it!

Pedro Cerrano, Eddie Harris

Riff: Look, Tony, I've never asked the time of day from a clock but I'm asking you, come to the dance tonight. I already told the gang you'd be there. If you don't show I'll be marked lousy.
Tony: What time?
Riff: Ten.
Tony: Ten it is.
Riff: Womb to tomb!
Tony: Birth to Earth. And I'll live to regret this.
Riff: Who knows? Maybe what you've been waitin' on will be twitchin at the dance tonight.
Tony: Who knows? Could be... Who knows?

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