Reepicheep: We were expecting someone taller!
Trumpkin: You're one to talk.
Reepicheep: Is that supposed to be irony?

Norman Bates: Well, a son is a poor substitute for a lover.
Marion Crane: Why don't you go away?

We'll be getting rid of these people here... First, Mr. Samir Naga... Naga... Naga... Not gonna work here anymore, anyway. [laughs]

Bob Porter

Well, everyone knows Custer died at Little Bighorn. What this book presupposes is... maybe he didn't.

Eli

Well, Joel, you've done a lot of solid work here, but it's just not Ivy League, now is it?

Rutherford

Well, that's the thing about life, is the surprises, the little things that sneak up on you and grab hold of you.

George

Well, then, I just HATE you... and I hate your... ass... FACE!

Corky St. Clair

Well, you call those useless, yerk toting, frisbee chucking cheeba monkeys and you tell them you're gonna be an hour late.

Droz

We're not going to see Mother-Fucker Jones because we're not going to kidnap anyone.

Nick Hendricks

Agent Smith: We're willing to wipe the slate clean, give you a fresh start. All that we're asking in return is your cooperation in bringing a known terrorist to justice.
Neo: Yeah. Well, that sounds like a pretty good deal. But I think I may have a better one. How about, I give you the finger
[He does]
Neo: and you give me my phone call.

We've all done terrible things to each other, but we have to forgive each other. Or everything we ever were will mean nothing.

Mary Jane

Katy: What about Naugahyde Windpipe?
Cecilia: Too metal.
Raji: Oedipus and the Mama's Boys.
Cecilia: Too college radio.
Deeje: My Johnson Is 12 Inches Long.
Cecilia: Interesting, but I don't think it's a band name.

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