It's no joke, pal. People die in fairy tales all the time.

Max Baer

Boobie Miles: I get straight A's. I'm a athlete.
Reporter: In what subject?
Boobie Miles: Hey, there's only one subject. It's football.

Capt. Ramsey: Mr. Hunter, we have rules that are not open to interpretation, personal intuition, gut feelings, hairs on the back of your neck, little devils or angels sitting on your shoulder. We're all very well aware of what our orders are and what those orders mean. They come down from our Commander in Chief. They contain no ambiguity.
Hunter: Captain...
Capt. Ramsey: Mr. Hunter. I've made a decision. I'm Captain of this boat. NOW SHUT THE FUCK UP!

Alicia: [about stars] I once tried to count them all. I, actually, made it to 4,348.
Nash: You are exceptionally odd.
Alicia: I bet you're very popular with the girls.

Who might say that Aristotle's wrong, right? But that doesn't make any sense; these things need each other. The idea that... that all God's creations are perfect, perfect - so just to suggest that - that a tree it's - it's crooked and it's straight... it's strong and it's weak... is to suggest that - that God created something imperfect. They do however acknowledge it in people; we are sinners but we can strive to be good just not in nature itself I guess.

Dan

Nash: Alicia, does our relationship warrant long-term commitment? I need some kind of proof, some kind of verifiable, empirical data.
Alicia: I'm sorry, just give me a moment to redefine my girlish notions of romance.

Some people will pay a lot of money for that information; but then your daughter would lose a father, instead of gaining a husband.

Michael

James Bond: I always thought M was a randomly assigned initial, I had no idea it stood for...
M: Utter one more syllable and I'll have you killed.

Ben Gates: It's invisible.
Abigail Chase: Oh! Right.
Riley Poole: And that's where we lost the Department of Homeland Security.

Life insurance pays off triple if you die on a business trip.

Narrator

Ben Gates: I leveled with you one hundred percent.
Abigail Chase: Give me the Declaration, Mr. Brown.
Ben Gates: OK, my name's not Brown. It's Gates. I leveled with you ninety-eight percent.

The bitch is dead.

James Bond

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