Miles Raymond: Let me show you how this is done. First thing, hold the glass up and examine the wine against the light. You're looking for color and clarity. Just, get a sense of it. OK? Uhh, thick? Thin? Watery? Syrupy? OK? Alright. Now, tip it. What you're doing here is checking for color density as it thins out towards the rim. Uhh, that's gonna tell you how old it is, among other things. It's usually more important with reds. OK? Now, stick your nose in it. Don't be shy, really get your nose in there. Mmm... a little citrus... maybe some strawberry...
[smacks lips]
Miles Raymond: ... passion fruit...
[puts hand up to ear]
Miles Raymond: ... and, oh, there's just like the faintest soupçon of like asparagus and just a flutter of a, like a, nutty Edam cheese...
Jack: Wow. Strawberries, yeah! Strawberries. Not the cheese...

It's just like the first time I came here, isn't it? We were talking about automobile insurance, only you were thinking about murder. And I was thinking about that anklet.

Walter Neff

[talking to his arms] Listen. Listen... to me now. Listen... to ME now!

Dr. Otto Octavius

Get in, Manny, or you're gonna die!

Ray Ferrier

Maximus: Do you find it difficult to do your duty?
Cicero: Sometimes I do what I want to do. The rest of the time, I do what I have to.

Earl Bassett: Dammit, I'm gonna kick his ass!
Valentine McKee: I'm gonna help you.

William Parrish: I thought I was going to sneak away tonight. What a glorious night. Every face I see is a memory. It may not be a perfectly perfect memory. Sometimes we had our ups and downs. But we're all together, and you're mine for a night. And I'm going to break precedent and tell you my one candle wish: that you would have a life as lucky as mine, where you can wake up one morning and say, "I don't want anything more." Sixty-five years. Don't they go by in a blink?

Foster: How you feelin' there, Mac?
Mac: Good enough... to fuck... your mother.

[Exhales at his ex-wife] I need a drink. Do you have any beer, Coyote Ugly?

Bud Brumder

Olaf: I can't feel my legs!
Kristoff: Those are my legs.
Olaf: [as his lower body runs by] Ooh, do me a favor and grab my butt... Ah, that feels better.

Toht: Your fire is dying, here. Why don't you tell me where the piece is right now?
Marion: Listen, Herr Mack, I don't know what kind of people you're used to dealing with, but nobody tells me what to do in my place.
Toht: Fräulein Ravenwood, let me show you what I am used to...

Diner Fight Guy 1: ~ the fuck is wrong with you, man? You rather die for some piece of shit that you don't even fucking know?
Dave Lizewski: And three assholes, laying it in one guy while everyone else watches?
[reaches for air]
Dave Lizewski: And you wanna know what's wrong with me? Yeah, I'd rather die... so bring it on!

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