Lyra Belacqua: [upon receiving the alethiometer] What is this?
Master: It's an alethiometer. It tells the truth. You are meant to have it. You keep the alethiometer to yourself, it's of the utmost importance to yourself, to all of us, and perhaps to all creation.

Ben Gates: Dad, where are the letters?
Patrick Gates: I don't have them, son.
Ben Gates: [pause] What?
Patrick Gates: I don't have them.
Ben Gates: [Another pause] Where are they?
Patrick Gates: I *donated* them to the Franklin Institute in Philadelphia.
Ben Gates: Time to go.

April: So... do you really have a penis?
Jessica (in Clive's body): I don't think you get the gravity of the situation here.
April: Can I see it?
Jessica (in Clive's body): April!
April: Sorry... can I see it?
[Jessica gives April a dirty look]
April: Come on, it's not every day that your best friend grows a penis.

Brody: [Drunk] I'm tellin' ya, the crime rate in New York'll kill you. There's so many problems, you never feel like you're accomplishing anything. Violence, rip-offs, muggings... kids can't leave the house - you gotta walk them to school. But in Amity one man can make a difference. In twenty-five years, there's never been a shooting or a murder in this town.
Hooper: Fascinating. Want a pretzel?
Brody: Where are we?

[after smashing his boss's office window] My loyalty! For twenty four years people have been trying to kill me! People who know how. Now do you think that’s because my dad was a Greek soda pop maker? Or do you think that's because I'm an American spy? Go fuck yourself, you fucking child!

Gust Avrakotos

Norman Osborn: I've been like a father to you, be a son to me now.
Peter Parker: I have a father, his name was Ben Parker.

Find me that piece of paper I had in my hand yesterday morning.

Miranda Priestly

Whitney: She puts the "itch" in "bitch."
Courtney: She puts the "whore" in "horrify."

Bones: What ever happened with that thing about your wife?
Dr. Richard Kimble: It's not over.

A deer has to be taken with one shot. I try to tell people that but they don't listen.

Michael

It was the pioneer days; people had to make their own interrogation rooms -- out of cornmeal.

Marty

Gwen DeMarco: Alex, where are you going?
Sir Alexander Dane: To see if there's a pub.

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