John McClane: You know that bomb I said they found up in Harlem?
Zeus: Yeah, what about it?
John McClane: Well, I kind of lied. They found it down in Chinatown.
Zeus: Oh that's low, man.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: So he showed up not dead yet. Let that be a lesson to you, boys and girls. Don't ever argue with the big dog, because the big dog is always right.
Marshal Biggs: Woo-woo-woo-woof!
[to Speed's mother] Your son seems to be interested in only one thing. All he talks about, all he seems capable of thinking about... is automobile racing.Teacher
M: I'm sure the over-burdened British taxpayer would be fascinated to know how its Special Ordinances section dispenses its funds. In future, Commander, let me suggest a perfectly adequate watchmaker just down the street.
[Bond's watch magnetizes M's spoon away]
M: Good god!
Bond: You see, by pulling out this button sir, it turns the watch into a hyper-intensified magnetic field. Powerful enough to even deflect the path of a bullet at long range.. or so Q claims.
M: I'm tempted to test that theory.
Natasha Romanoff: Where did Captain America learn to steal a car?
Steve Rogers: Nazi Germany. And we're borrowing. Get your feet off the dash.
We come from America. You might have heard of it? We run your jerkwatter country.Roy
Rick: Look, Chip Douglas, I don't know what your story is, but I'm going to find out!
Chip Douglas: Well, don't dig to deep or you might get burnt by the molten lava!
Ace Ventura: [bending over and talking from his behind] Excuse me. I'd like to "ass" you a few questions.
Emilio: Ace, this is not the time. If Einhorn comes down here and sees me talking to you or your ass, I'm history.
Hobbs: I'm taking you down Toretto.
Dominic Toretto: I'm right here.
Marta: I'm Marta, and I'm going to be seven on Tuesday, and I'd like a pink parasol.
Maria: Well, pink's my favorite color, too.
Clarissa Vaughn: He came out behind me. He put his hand on my shoulder...â€Good morning, Mrs. Dalloway." From then on I've been stuck.
Louis Waters: Stuck?
Clarissa Vaughn: Yep. With the name, I mean.
Gene: Now, we need to make 8 gallons of bug juice by snack hour; do you know where the powder packets are?
Gene: In the pantry, above the sink, right next to my bottle of dick cream... Uh, wait, forget that last part.
Gary: Did you say dick cream?
Gene: No! I said next to my... stick... team, you know, stick team! Stickball! Go away, leave me alone!