[to Kelly] Hey, you want some good parental advice? Don't listen to me.

Dr. Ian Malcolm

[referring to Ian and Kelly] Do you see any family resemblance?

Nick Van Owen

German Guide: Papers, please.
Sallah: [laughing] Papers? Of course
[to Marcus]
Sallah: Run.
Marcus Brody: Yes.
Sallah: Papers. Got it here. Just finished reading it myself.
[to Marcus]
Sallah: Run.
Marcus Brody: Yes.
Sallah: "Egyptian Mail," morning edition.
[to Marcus]
Sallah: Run.
Marcus Brody: Did you say, uh...
[Sallah punches German guide]
Sallah: RUN!

Dr. Ian Malcolm: Why don't people listen to me? I use plain and simple English, I don't have any accent that I'm aware of...
Sarah Harding: Oh, shut up.

Belloq: How odd that it should end this way for us after so many stimulating encounters. I almost regret it. Where shall I find a new adversary so close to my own level?
Indiana: Try the local sewer.

Peter Ludlow: Roland, there's a job for you in San Diego if you want it.
Roland Tembo: No thank you. I believe I've spent enough time in the company of death.

It is absolutely imperative that we work with the Costa Rican Department of Biological Preserves to establish a set of rules for the preservation and isolation of that island. These creatures require our absence to survive, not our help. And if we could only step aside and trust in nature, life will find a way.

John Hammond

Dr. Ian Malcolm: Eddie, is there any reason to think that the radio in the trailer might work?
Eddie Carr: If you feel at all qualified, try turning the switch to "on."

Morgue Worker: Hey. You're supposed to do that at the morgue.
John McClane: Not anymore. Got a new SOP for DOA's from the FAA.

John McClane: So this is what it's about, Hans? A fucking robbery?
Hans Gruber: Well, when you steal $600, you can just disappear. But when you steal $600 million, they will find you, unless they think you're already dead.

Mirror Man: Ya' boy got skills, right?
Donny: Yeah you do. You look like a little ghetto smurf.

[to Driver Ed student] Don't touch nothing! You can't negotiate turns. You can't signal properly. You can't maintain speed. You can't parallel park. Hell, you can't drive, honey. Shit, I can't swim, I know I can't. So you know what I do? I stay my black ass out the pool!


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