Rita: What about me, Phil? Do you know me too?
Phil: I know all about you. You like producing, but you hope for more than Channel 9 Pittsburgh.
Rita: Well, everyone knows that!
Phil: You like boats, but not the ocean. You go to a lake in the summer with your family up in the mountains. There's a long wooden dock and a boathouse with boards missing from the roof, and a place you used to crawl underneath to be alone. You're a sucker for French poetry and rhinestones. You're very generous. You're kind to strangers and children, and when you stand in the snow you look like an angel.
Rita: How are you doing this?
Phil: I told you. I wake up every day, right here, right in Punxsutawney, and it's always February 2nd, and there's nothing I can do about it.

Lacey Underall: Who's you decorator? Bennihana?
Ty Webb: No, I brought most of that stuff back with me from Vietnam.
Lacey Underall: You were in the war?
Ty Webb: [limps and pats his butt] No... Homo.

Mom was right about you!

Nick 'Santa' Claus

Jane Foster: Describe exactly what happened to you last night.
Thor: Your ancestors called it magic...but you call it science. I come from a land where they are one and the same.

We may not be gods. But we do what people say can't be done, we hope when there isn't any... whatever odds we face, we prevail.

Andromeda

I've seen better acting in a porno.

Mark

Lynn Wells: Oh, what a bunch of bullshit! I have a much better body than she does!
[everyone in the library turns to look]
Jake Taylor: She's right.

Rhino: Bolt! I can be a valuable addition to your team...
Bolt: I'm listening...
Rhino: I'm lightning quick; I have razor-sharp reflexes. Wha! And I'm a master of stealth.

This world's a treasure, but it's been telling us to leave for a while now.

Cooper

You know you drive almost slow enough to drive Miss Daisy.

Mike Lowrey

Martin: And I'm wondering: how did it all slip away?
Karen: Well, it didn't slip away, Martin. You did, when you went off to fuck Nicky at my birthday party.
Martin: Yeah, that was a good party.

Inspector Cobb: We'll be back to pick you up in 15 minutes.
John McClane: Take your time. I expect to be dead in four.

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