I could write shorter sermons but when I get started I'm too lazy to stop.

Abraham Lincoln

I'll lick the stamps.

Marion Crane

And as we're straddling from one deal to the next, who's got his eye on the planet, as the air thickens, the water sours, and even the bees' honey takes on the metallic taste of radioactivity? And it just keeps coming, faster and faster. There's no chance to think, to prepare; it's buy futures, sell futures, when there is no future.

John Milton

Ollie: Do you have any questions about what you saw?
Gertie: [thinking hard] Do you have what Brian has?
Ollie: Yes.
Gertie: [thinking hard] Is it as big as his?
Ollie: Sadly, yes.

Michael Grates: Have I stepped over some line in the sands of coolness with you? Because excuse me if somebody doesn't know the secret handshake with you.
Troy Dyer: There's no secret handshake. There's an IQ prerequisite, but there's no secret handshake.

Palpatine: Master Jedi, may I suggest the Senator be placed under the protection of your graces.
Sen. Bail Organa: You really think that is a wise decision during these stressful times?
Padme: Chancellor, if I may comment, I do not believe...
Palpatine: The situation is that serious? Oh, but I do, Senator. I realize all too well that additional security might be disruptive for you, but... perhaps someone you're familiar with. An old friend, like... Master Kenobi.

I think I know what you mean, Travis.

Senator Charles Palantine

Captain Dudley Smith: You'll do as I say, and ask no questions. Do you follow my drift?
Bud White: In technicolor, sir.

Jay: Get offa me. I wanna see what's up. What the fuck is this shit? Who the fuck are you, lady? Why the fuck did you hug my head?
Metatron: Quite a little mouth on him, isn't there?
Jay: What the fuck is this, The Piano? Why ain't this broad talking?
Metatron: I believe the answers that you seek lie within my companion's eyes.
Jay: What the fuck does that mean? Has everyone gone fuckin' nuts? What the fuck happened to that guy's head? I want some...
[God kisses him on the cheek. Jay faints]

Adm. Painter: What's his plan?
Jack Ryan: His plan?
Adm. Painter: Russians don't take a dump, son, without a plan.

I'm only interested in the simple things... like how much this is going to hurt!

Rocket Raccoon

Christian Grey: It's just behind this door.
Anastasia Steele: What is?
Christian Grey: My playroom.
Anastasia Steele: Like your Xbox and stuff?
Christian Grey: It's important that you know you can leave at anytime.
Anastasia Steele: Why? What's in there?
Christian Grey: I meant what I said. The helicopter is on standby to take you whenever you want to go.
Anastasia Steele: Could you just open the door?
Anastasia Steele: [walks into the room] Oh my God.

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