Club Secretary: I say, Lawrence. You are a clown! T.E. Lawrence: Ah, well, we can't all be lion tamers.

Korben Dallas: How many are in there?
Fog: I-I-I-don't...
Korben Dallas: Let's count.
[looks around the corner and counts the Mangalors in the room; draws back quickly]
Korben Dallas: Seven on the left, five on the right.
[turns the corner again and fires six shots in rapid succession]
Korben Dallas: Four on the left, two on the right.

Hey you don't need a manikin!

Dracula

Can anyone direct me to the Smithsonian? I'm looking for an old fossil...

Natasha Romanoff

Cooper: You don't believe we went to the Moon?
Ms. Kelly: I believe it was a brilliant piece of propaganda, that the Soviets bankrupted themselves pouring resources into rockets and other useless machines...
Cooper: Useless machines?
Ms. Kelly: And if we don't want to repeat of the excess and wastefulness of the 20th Century then we need to teach our kids about this Planet, not tales of leaving it.
Cooper: You know, one of those useless machines they used to make was called a MRI, and if we have one of those left the doctors were have been able to an assist to my wife's brain, before she died instead of afterwards, and then she had been the one sitting here, listen to this instead of me which'll be a good thing because she was always the... a calmer one.

David Mills: How is it working for a scumbug like this? You proud of yourself?
Police Captain: Ease back, Mills.
Mark Swarr: I'm required by law to serve my clients to the best of my ability, and to serve their best interests.

Charles, dear, use the royal flight. They keep one plane on permanent stand-by, in case I should kick the bucket.

The Queen Mother

Becca Crane: So are we going to be uh, at the same school?
Jacob: I go to school at the reservation.
Becca Crane: Oh, it must be fun to gamble and drink all day.

This car is 100% death proof, only to get the benefit of it honey, you really need to be sitting in my seat!

Stuntman Mike

Will: No, not a lick. I mean, I look at a piano, I see a bunch of keys, three pedals, and a box of wood. But Beethoven, Mozart, they saw it, they could just play. I couldn't paint you a picture, I probably can't hit the ball out of Fenway, and I can't play the piano.
Skylar: But you can do my o-chem paper in under an hour.
Will: Right. Well, I mean when it came to stuff like that... I could always just play.

Agent 99: You lied about finding evidence of radioactivity
Agent 23: You conveniently killed Krstic before anyone could question him.
The Chief: And there's that little matter with you stoning my head with a fire extinguisher.
Maxwell Smart: I said I was sorry, you just didn't hear me because you were in a mini coma.

Drink it! Drink it! Drink it!

Steve Stifler

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