By the way, you drive like shit.

Trish

I loathe the bus. There has to be a more dignified mode of transportation.

Samantha

Clara Thornhill: Roger, I think we should go.
Roger Thornhill: Don't be nervous.
Clara Thornhill: I'm not nervous, I'll be late for the bridge club.

Jake: What the hell is this? Chick food?
Melanie Carmichael: Light beer. Less calories.

Not only are you a cheat, you're a gutless cheat as well.

Doyle Lonnegan

Skipper: Seriously? Does anyone even know where we're marching to?
Penguin 1: Who cares?
Penguin 2: I question nothing
Penguin 3: Me, too.
Penguin 4: Me, too.
Skipper: Well, fine. We'll just fly to the front of the line and see for ourselves. Kowalski, Rico, engage aerial surveillance.
Kowalski: Skipper, we appear to be flightless.
Skipper: [Looks at his wings] Oh, well what's the point of these?
Skipper: Woah, I like it! Hey, this could be our thing! What're we going to call it? Let's call it the, uh... high one.

Han Solo: Stay sharp. There's two more coming in. They'll try and cut us off.
Luke: Why don't you outrun them? I thought you said this thing was fast.
Han Solo: Watch your mouth kid, or you're gonna find yourself floating home. We'll be safe enough once we make the jump to hyperspace. Besides, I know a few maneuvers. We'll lose em'!

You don't misbehave here. It's just not done, did you know that? If you don't go to confession, if you don't... dig your flowerbeds, or if you don't pretend, if you don't pretend... that you want nothing more in your life than to serve your husband three meals a day, and give him children, and vacuum under his ass, then... then you're... then you're crazy.

Josephine

Ding-dong! May I interject for a second? As a Burger Shack employee for the past three years, if there's one thing I've learned, it's that if you're craving White Castle, the burgers here just don't cut it. In fact, just thinking about those tender little White Castle burgers with those little, itty-bitty grilled onions that just explode in your mouth like flavor crystals every time you bite into one... just makes me want to burn this motherfucker down. Come on, Pookie, let's burn this motherfucker down! Come on, Pookie! Let's burn it, Pookie! Let's burn this motherfucker down! Let's burn it down! Let's burn it! So you guys maybe should just suck it up and go to White Castle.

Burger Shack Employee

We are broke, that is my fucking problem and you are a fucking spy. That's right. Always spyin' always judgin'. Everyone's laughing in your face you fucking pussy. You let Diego fuck you in the ass. Maybe because you like it, maybe because you're a fucking fagot. That's what I think you are. I think you are really fuckin him cause you're not fucking me. Why's that? Why? Why don't you fuck me anymore. Don't you ever touch me again motherfucker. Don't ever put your hands on me again, asshole. Get your hands off me. He's a fugitive and a fucking cocaine dealer. He's got a kilo in his trunk right now.

Mirtha Jung

Kathy: You keep away from me! Just because you're a big movie star, wild parties, swimming pools, you expect every girl to fall in a dead faint at your feet. Well, don't you touch me!
Don Lockwood: [chanting] Fear not, sweet lady! I will not molest you. I am but a humble jester, and you? You are to far above me!
[he gets out of the car and closes the door on his coat tails]
Don Lockwood: Farewell, Ethel Barrymore! I must tear myself from your side!
[Don tears his coat. Kathy guffaws as Don walks away]

[looking at the huge castle] Do you think he's maybe compensating for something?

Shrek

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