Reuben: Look, we all go way back and, uh, I owe you from the thing with the guy in the place and I'll never forget it.
Danny: That was our pleasure.
Rusty: I'd never been to Belize.
Kingpin: Is there anything else?
Bullseye: Yeah, I want a bloody costume.
Professor Snape: [taps the blank Marauder's Map with his wand] Reveal your secrets.
[writing appears on the map]
Professor Snape: Read it.
Harry: "Messrs. Mooney, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs, offer their compliments to Professor Snape and..."
Professor Snape: Go on.
Harry: "... and request that he keep his abnormally large nose out of other people's business."
Missy: What is your sexuality?
Les: Well, Jan's straight, and I'm... controversial.
Missy: Are you trying to tell me you speak fag?
Les: Oh, fluently.
A guy who dresses as a bat clearly has issues.Bruce Wayne
No tomb for Denethor and Faramir. No long, slow sleep of death embalmed. We shall burn, like the heathen kings of old. Bring wood and oil.Denethor
I want to eat your brains... and gain your knowledge.Doc Block
Let's not put the "duh" in dumb!Courtney
Dan: When I get back, please tell me the truth.
Dan: Because I'm addicted to it. Because without it, we're animals. Trust me.
Ginger: We had a deal remember? He said if things didn't work out between us, I could get my stuff and I could leave.
Ace Rothstein: Look at my eyes, do you see anything in the eyes that makes you think I'm going to let you take my child away from me with your condition?
Metatron: I am to charge you with a holy crusade.
Bethany: For the record, I work in an abortion clinic.
Metatron: Noah was a drunk. Look what he accomplished. And no one's even asking you to build an ark. All you have to do is go to New Jersey, and visit a small church on a very important day.
Bethany: New Jersey? That doesn't sound like much of a crusade.
Metatron: Aside from the fine print, that's it.
Bethany: What's the fine print?
Metatron: [mumbling] Stopacoupleofangelsfromenteringandthusnegatingallexistence.
Bethany: Wait, wait, wait. Repeat that.
Metatron: Stop a couple of angels from entering and thus negating all existence. I hate when people need it spelled out for them.
Lou, Lou; a minute of your time. See, it says right there; no calisthentics. What do you think of that?Roger Dorn