Don't play with that. You'll go blind.Dr. Grace Augustine
[narrarating] Me? Thats why The Bosses sent me out here. They wanted me to make sure none of the other crews robbed the joint. Like these two fuckin' balloon heads over here. They were gonna try to bang us outta two hundred fuckin' grand? Yeah, right, I'm sure.Nicky Santoro
Violet Beauregarde: [after stretching into a pretzel shape] Look mother, I'm much more flexible now.
Mrs. Beauregarde: [disapprovingly] Yes, but you're blue.
Nigel Tufnel: [on what he would do if he couldn't rock] Well, I suppose I could, uh, work in a shop of some kind, or... or do, uh, freelance, uh, selling of some sort of, uh, product. You know...
Marty DiBergi: A salesman?
Nigel Tufnel: A salesman, like maybe in a, uh, haberdasher, or maybe like a, uh, um... a chapeau shop or something. You know, like, "Would you... what size do you wear, sir?" And then you answer me.
Marty DiBergi: Uh... seven and a quarter.
Nigel Tufnel: "I think we have that." See, something like that I could do.
Marty DiBergi: Yeah... you think you'd be happy doing something like-...
Nigel Tufnel: "No; we're all out. Do you wear black?" See, that sort of thing I think I could probably... muster up.
Marty DiBergi: Do you think you'd be happy doing that?
Nigel Tufnel: Well, I don't know - wh-wh-... what're the hours?
Don't stop loving me. I can see it draining out of you. It's me, remember? It was a stupid thing to do and it meant nothing. If you love me enough, you'll forgive me.Anna
Mr. Grandey: This wouldn't happened to have been their reward for reading poetry would it?
Louanne: In my classroom, poetry is its own reward.
East, West, just points of the compass, each as stupid as the other.Dr. No
Wolverine: Felt like she killed me.
Prof. Charles Francis Xavier: If she held on any longer, she could have.
Nigel Boswell/Agent 006: Boswell. Nigel Boswell. 006. You know what that means?
Inspector Jacques Clouseau: Of course! It means you are one away from the big time.
[633 confronts an intruder]
Cop663: What are you doing in my apartment?
Faye: You asked me to visit.
Dustfinger: His name's Gwin. And I know he looks charming, but you know what they say about books and covers.
Meggie Folchart: Yes, I do. And I also know what they say about talking to strangers. Excuse me.
Dustfinger: But I'm no stranger, Meggie.