You know my girlfriend is dead. She fell off a cliff and died on impact.

Happy Gilmore

You know what you are, Flint Lockwood? A shenaniganizer! A tomfool!

Earl Devereaux

Dante Hicks: You wouldn't wanna be with a girl with an oversized clit?
Randal Graves: No because the next step would be a guy with an undersized dick.

You're going down like a sweet muffin!

White Goodman

Anakin Skywalker: You're with him! You brought him here to kill me!
Padmé: No!

[after Linus complains] Are you hosting a telethon we don't know about?

Reuben Tishkoff

Ahoy polloi... where did you come from, a scotch ad?

Spalding Smails

All men must choose between two paths. Good is the path of honour, friends and family. Evil... well, it's just cooler. Hit it!

Megamind

Police: Are you classified as human?
Korben Dallas: Negative, I am a meat popsicle.

Ripley: Ash, can you hear me? Ash?
Ash: [speaking in an electronic, distorted voice] Yes, I can hear you.
Ripley: What was your special order?
Ash: You read it. I thought it was clear.
Ripley: What was it?
Ash: Bring back life form. Priority One. All other priorities rescinded.
Parker: The damn company. What about our lives, you son of a bitch?
Ash: I repeat, all other priorities are rescinded.
Ripley: How do we kill it Ash? There's gotta be a way of killing it. How? How do we do it?
Ash: You can't.
Parker: That's bullshit.
Ash: You still don't understand what you're dealing with, do you? Perfect organism. Its structural perfection is matched only by its hostility.
Lambert: You admire it.
Ash: I admire its purity. A survivor... unclouded by conscience, remorse, or delusions of morality.
Parker: Look, I am... I've heard enough of this, and I'm asking you to pull the plug.
Ash: [Ripley goes to disconnect Ash, who interrupts] Last word.
Ripley: What?
Ash: I can't lie to you about your chances, but... you have my sympathies.

Ritchie Koolboy: Aw damn, man. Our boy's a fag, yo.
DJ Sammy: Yo, who's a fag?
Kenny Fisher: Yo, both of y'all. That is a "Fragrance of Love" scented candle, bitch. Damn!

Grandma Tannen: Biff, Biff, where you going, Biff?
Biff Tannen: I told you, grandma, I'm goin' to the dance.
Grandma Tannen: When are you coming home?
Biff Tannen: I'll get home, when I get home.
Grandma Tannen: Don't forget to turn off the garage lights!

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