The Walther PPK/S nine-millimeter short. It's been coded to your palmprint so only you can fire it. Less of a random killing machine, more of a personal statement.Q
Darth Vader: Yes, Admiral?
Admiral Piett: Our ships have sighted the Millennium Falcon, Lord. But it has entered an asteroid field and we can not risk...
Darth Vader: Asteroids do not concern me, Admiral. I want that ship, not excuses.
Look at this. Look at what they make you give.The Professor
I'm Reese. Sergeant Tech-Com, DN38416. Assigned to protect you. You've been targeted for termination.Kyle Reese
Jamie: Your're acting like a crazy person, what's going on?
Landon: Right now, you're straddling the state line.
Landon: You're in two places at once.
They're all here, aren't they? All the ghosts... All the ghosts are assembling for the party!Julia
Felicity Shagwell: Austin Powers, I presume.
Austin: Powers by name, powers by reputation.
Felicity Shagwell: Felicity Shagwell, CIA. Shagwell by name, shag very well by reputation.
Austin: Oh, bee-have.
Felicity Shagwell: Not if I can help it.
David Mills: You've read my files, right? You've seen the things I've done?
William Somerset: No.
I saw my whole life as if I had already lived it. An endless parade of parties and cotillions, yachts and polo matches. Always the same narrow people, the same mindless chatter. I felt like I was standing at a great precipice, with no one to pull me back, no one who cared... or even noticed.Old Rose
Concert Nerd #1: Aren't you those two guys from that TV show, Wayne's World?
Concert Nerd #2: Well, you guys sure look like them.
Garth: Look, if Wayne says we're not, we're not, okay?
Hamm: Wow. Impressive wingspan. Very good.
Woody: Oh, what? What? These are plastic. He can't fly.
Buzz: They are a terillium-carbonic alloy, and I can fly.
Woody: No, you can't.
Buzz: Yes, I can.
Woody: Can't, can't, ca-an't.
Buzz: I tell you, I could fly around this room with my eyes closed.
Woody: Okay, Mr. Lightbeer, prove it.
Buzz: All right then, I will.
Hallie: I like the little furry things.
Mickey: Ewoks, they blow.