[introducing Carol to Simon] Carol the waitress, Simon the fag.

Melvin Udall

It was the summer before 9th grade, and there was me, Brian, Kenny, Scarface, and of course the lovable Old James... hold on, wait a minute... Old James... Old James wasn't there... I don't even know nobody named Old James.

Thurgood Jenkins

Jay: So why the long face, Horse? Banky on the rag?
Holden: I'm just, ahh... just havin' a little girl trouble.
Jay: Bitch pressin' charges? I get that a lot.

Raymond Calitri: [over the phone] Time's up Atley. Bring me the kid and we'll settle this.
Atley Jackson: Which kid is that?
Raymond Calitri: Oh, The Cincinnati Kid, Billy the Kid. Which kid do you think I mean?
Atley Jackson: I think you mean Kip Raines.
Raymond Calitri: That's the kid.
Atley Jackson: You know what? That little son of a bitch evaded me.
Raymond Calitri: Find him, Atley.
Atley Jackson: What if I can't?
Raymond Calitri: Then big brother takes the fall for the slipup. One Raines is as good as another. It never Raines but it pours. [hangs up]
Atley Jackson: Dammit! Well, I guess you can thank your big brother. He just took your place under the guillotine.

Fin: Do you guys love each other?
[Young Noah snickers]
Fin: Oh I get it, you guys do love each other!
Young Noah: Okay. Goodbye

I decided to stop pitying myself. Other than my eye, two things aren't paralyzed, my imagination and my memory.

Jean-Dominique Bauby

Shaun: [hands Liz flowers] Got you these.
Liz: [Liz reads label] "To a wonderful mum"?
Shaun: [sniggers] Oooh! Yeah, that's, because... I thought, it would be, funny, because of what you said last night about me y'know, don't wanna be my mum and that. It's just a little joke, just sort of spur of the moment...
Liz: [long pause] They're for your mum, aren't they?
Shaun: Yeah.
Liz: Smooth.

Luke: I want my lamp back. I'm gonna need it to get out of this slimy mudhole.
Yoda: Mudhole? Slimy? My home this is.

[after Johnny tells her he's the Devil's Bounty Hunter] The way I see it, here are my options. You truly believe this story, in which case I should take you to a shrink. Or, you'd rather invent ridiculous stories rather than tell me the truth.

Roxanne Simpson

If he tells you to stick the drugs in your ass, you stick them in your ass.

Sergio Roma

Mr. Fox: Mole! What d'you got?
Mole: I can see in the dark.
Mr. Fox: We can use that. Rabbit?
Rabbit: I'm fast.
Mr. Fox: Badger?
Badger: Demolitions expert.
Mr. Fox: What? Since when?

Eben Olemaun: Hell of a day.
The Stranger: You just wait.

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