Great country. Free cars.

Han Sing

There's only one Miss Piggy, and she is moi!

Miss Piggy

Narrator: Oh, yeah, Chloe... Chloe looked the way Meryl Streep's skeleton would look if you made it smile and walk around the party being extra nice to everybody.
Chloe: Well, I'm still here. But I don't know for how long. That's as much certainty as anyone can give me. But I've got some good news: I no longer have any fear of death. But... I am in a pretty lonely place. No-one will have sex with me. I'm so close to the end and all I want is to get laid for the last time. I have pornographic movies in my apartment, and lubricants, and amyl nitrate...

Kaa: [after being hit by Bagheera] Ooh, my s-s-sinus. You have just made a s-s-s-serious mistake, my friend. A very s-s-s-stupid...
Bagheera: N-n-now, Kaa, I was...
Kaa: ...mis-s-stake. Look me in the eye when I'm speaking to you.
Bagheera: [has one eye closed to avoid being hypnotized] No, please, Kaa...
Kaa: Both eyes, if you please.
Kaa: You have just s-s-sealed your doom.

[trying to pronounce his name] Wa... WwALL-E

WALL-E

Jerry Siegel: What press are you affiliated with?
Ty: I'm 10.
Jerry Siegel: What about your parents, are they Democrat or Republican?
Ty: What's the difference these days?
Christopher: I love this kid.
Jerry Siegel: Well, what's not to love.

Eve Kendall: I'm a big girl.
Roger Thornhill: Yeah, and in all the right places, too.

Most of the time I'm just talking out of my ass - or sticking my hand in it.

Brodie

John Smith: Option A: You talk, we listen, no pain. Option B: You don't talk, I remove your thumbs with my pliers, it will hurt. Option C: I like to vary the details but the punchline... you die.

Kathy: You keep away from me! Just because you're a big movie star, wild parties, swimming pools, you expect every girl to fall in a dead faint at your feet. Well, don't you touch me!
Don Lockwood: [chanting] Fear not, sweet lady! I will not molest you. I am but a humble jester, and you? You are to far above me!
[he gets out of the car and closes the door on his coat tails]
Don Lockwood: Farewell, Ethel Barrymore! I must tear myself from your side!
[Don tears his coat. Kathy guffaws as Don walks away]

If I'd grown up on a farm and was retarded, Bruges might impress me, but I didn't, so it doesn't.

Ray

Glass or plastic, glass or plastic?

Stanley Goodspeed

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