Harry Hogge: Cole, you're wandering all over the track!
Cole Trickle: Yeah, well this son of a bitch just slammed into me.
Harry Hogge: No, no, he didn't slam you, he didn't bump you, he didn't nudge you... he *rubbed* you. And rubbin, son, is racin'.

Arthur: We don't have any thing in common. You love horses.
Arthur: I don't trust them. Their shoes are permanent.
Arthur: Who makes that kind of commitment to a shoe?

[over the phone]
Matt Saunders: What's going on there?
Vaughn Haige: Some big fire on 73rd and Broadway. Everything's burning.
Matt Saunders: Is anyone hurt?
Vaughn Haige: I don't know, probably. It's blocking my way to the gym.
Matt Saunders: All my thoughts are with you in this time of crisis.

Chef: Haven't you heard of the Emancipation Proclamation?
General: I don't listen to hip-hop.

Kevin Lomax: What about love?
John Milton: Overrated. Biochemically no different than eating large quantities of chocolate.

I did it when I was a freshman, and you'll do it when you're seniors. but you're doing great. Now fry like bacon, you little freshman piggies. Fry!

Simone

Mr. Vargas: Are you in my class?
Jeff Spicoli: I am today.

Nigel Powers: [rubs throat] Ow...
Austin Powers: What's wrong with your neck?
Nigel Powers: I took a Viagra, got stuck in me throat, I've had a stiff neck for hours.
Austin Powers: I thank you!

Do you remember "Das männlein im walde", Herr Dortlich? Mischa loved that song. Let's sing for Mischa!
[tightens rope around Dortlich's neck]

Hannibal Lecter

I'll tell you everything, and you tell me everything, and maybe we can get through all the piss and shit and lies that kill other people.

Claudia Gator

Hans Gruber: Do you really think you have a chance against us, Mister Cowboy?
John McClane: Yippee-ki-yay, motherfucker.

All mentors have a way of seeing more of our faults than we would like. It's the only way we grow.

Padme

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