Bart Simpson: I want a father who's the same in the morning as he is at night. Oh... what's that word...
Todd Flanders, Rod Flanders: Consistency?
Bart Simpson: Thanks losers.

Walter Stratford: You know fathers don't like to admit it when their daughters are capable of running their own lives. It means we've become spectators. Bianca still let's me play a few innings - you've had me on the bench for years. And when you go to Sarah Lawrence, I won't even be able to watch the game.
Kat Stratford: *When* I go?
Walter Stratford: Oh, boy. Don't tell me you changed your mind. I already sent 'em a check.
[Kat gasps in surprise, then hugs her father]

[in the car listening to "Puff the Magic Dragon"]
Greg Focker: Who'd have thought it wasn't about a dragon.
Jack Byrnes: Huh?
Greg Focker: Well some people think that 'to puff the magic dragon' means to... puff... smoke... a marijuana cigarette.
Jack Byrnes: Puff is just the name of the boy's magical dragon... You a pothead, Focker?
Greg Focker: No, I pass on grass always. Well not always.
Jack Byrnes: Yes or no?
Greg Focker: No, um, yes, um...

Edward, she found us.

Bella Swan

But they showed no corrections of any kind. Not one. He had simply written down music already finished in his head. Page after page of it as if he were just taking dictation. And music, finished as no music is ever finished. Displace one note and there would be diminishment. Displace one phrase and the structure would fall.

Salieri

Percy: [When Bard approaches Laketown in his ship] Halt! Goods inspection. Papers please!... Oh, it's you, Bard!
Bard the Bowman: Morning, Percy.
Percy: Anything to declare?
Bard the Bowman: Nothing. But I am cold and tired, and ready for home.
Percy: You and me both.

Wolverine: How long have you been here?
Bobby: Couple of years, it's not so bad.
Wolverine: What about your parents, they just shipped you off to mutant school?
Bobby: Actually, my parents think this is a prep school.
Wolverine: Well, I guess lots of prep schools have their own campus, dorms, kitchens...
Bobby: Jets?

If you're here, who's singing in Times Square?

Laura

Annie Savoy: Oh, where are you going?
Crash Davis: After 12 years in the minor leagues, I don't try out. Besides, uh, I don't believe in quantum physics when it comes to matters of the heart.
Annie Savoy: What do you believe in, then?
Crash Davis: Well, I believe in the soul, the cock, the pussy, the small of a woman's back, the hanging curve ball, high fiber, good scotch, that the novels of Susan Sontag are self-indulgent, overrated crap. I believe Lee Harvey Oswald acted alone. I believe there ought to be a constitutional amendment outlawing Astroturf and the designated hitter. I believe in the sweet spot, soft-core pornography, opening your presents Christmas morning rather than Christmas Eve and I believe in long, slow, deep, soft, wet kisses that last three days.

Why do you go on these trips with me, Ed?

Lewis

Agent Phil Coulson: Mr. Stark.
Tony Stark: Yeah?
Agent Phil Coulson: Agent Coulson.
Tony Stark: Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, the guy from the...
Agent Phil Coulson: Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division.
Tony Stark: Whew! God, you really need a new name for that.
Agent Phil Coulson: Yeah, I hear that a lot.

Anna: Olaf, did Elsa make you?
Olaf: Yeah, why?
Anna: Do you know where she is?
Kristoff: [examining Olaf's arm] Fascinating.
Olaf: Yeah, why?
Anna: Do you think you can show us the way?
Olaf: Yeah, why?
Kristoff: [still examining Olaf's arm] How does this work? Ow!
Olaf: [talking to Kristoff while putting his arm back on]
Anna: Stop it Sven, I'm trying to focus.
Olaf: Yeah, why?
Kristoff: I'll tell you why, we need Elsa to bring back summer.
Olaf: Summer?
Anna: M-hm.
Olaf: Oh, I don't know why, but I've always loved the idea of summer, and sun, and all things hot...
Kristoff: Really? I'm guessing you don't have much experience with heat.
Olaf: Nope!

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