Uncle Albert: [lovingly] Your thighs look like warm cottage cheese someone threw up on the sidewalk.
Aunt Lucille Adams: And you've always had a tiny penis.
Uncle Albert: Well, what does it matter when you're in love?

Ms. Darbus: We'll call it, senior year!
Sharpay Evans: Genius.

We do not cause the destruction of a world, Captain Carter. We simply manage it. Feed off it, if you like.

Matai Shang

Walter Donovan: You could go down in history.
Indiana Jones: As what? A Nazi stooge like you?
Walter Donovan: The Nazis? Is that the limit of your vision? The Nazis want to write themselves into the Grail legend, take on the world. Well, they're welcome to it. But I want the Grail itself, the cup that gives everlasting life. Hitler can have the world, but he can't take it with him. I'm going to be drinking my own health after he's gone the way of the dodo.

Burnett: What did you do? We came here to help stop the killing! Who are you to...
John Rambo: [grabs Burnett by the throat, and slams him up against a support beam] Who are you?
Sarah: Let him go!
John Rambo: They would've raped her fifty times... and cut your fucking heads off. Who are you? Who are any of you?

I never said I was a golden god... did I?

Russell Hammond

You know, he don't have a straight angle in that whole god-damned porch, or the whole house for that matter. He is the worst damn carpenter.


Very well. The burden is on me not to destroy all the droids before you get there.


I think you owe me for deceiving me so exquisitely.


Harry Burns: You realize of course that we could never be friends.
Sally Albright: Why not?

Dr. Peter Venkman: As a friend, I have to tell ya you've finally gone around the bend on this ghost business. You guys have been running your ass off, meetin' and greetin' every schizo in the five boroughs who says he has a paranormal experience. What have you seen?
Dr Ray Stantz: Of course you forget, Peter. I was present at an undersea unexplained mass sponge migration.
Dr. Peter Venkman: Oh, Ray, the sponges "migrated" about a foot and a half.

Stanley Goodspeed: Hi, I'm an agent with the federal... FBI... Well, my... I'm Stanley Goodspeed!
John Mason: But of course you are.
Agent Paxton: Well, at least he got his name right.
Stanley Goodspeed: Of course I am.

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