Rowdy Burns: You run good.
Cole Trickle: Thank you.
Rowdy Burns: Now go get your own car and we'll see how you do in a crowd.

Capt. Ramsey: COB!
Chief of the Boat: Captain, please, the Ex-O is right. We can't launch unless he concurs.
Capt. Ramsey: "To the U.S.S. Alabama: Rebel-controlled missiles being fuelled. Launch codes compromised, dissidents threaten to launch at continental United States, set defcon 2. Immediately launch 10 Trident missile sorties." They're FUELLING THEIR MISSILES! We don't have time to fuck around!
Hunter: Sir, I think you need time to think this over.
Hunter: Captain I relieve you of your command of this ship. COB, escort the Captain to his state room, I'm assuming command.
Capt. Ramsey: You're not assuming anything!
Hunter: CHIEF OF THE BOAT, Captain Ramsey is under arrest, lock him in his state room!
Chief of the Boat: Captain, please...
Hunter: NOW, COB!

They probably sit around on the floor with wine and cheese, and mispronounce allegorical and didacticism.

Isaac Davis

Madeliene White: Well, I'd love to tell you what a monster you are, but, uh, I have to help Bin Laden's nephew buy a co-op on Park Ave.
Arthur Case: [laughing] If that were true, you wouldn't tell me.
Madeliene White: [turning to leave] We're listing you as a reference.

Running a casino is like robbing a bank with no cops around. For guys like me, Las Vegas washes away your sins. It's like a morality car wash.

Ace Rothstein

Weapon X Doctor: When it starts, whatever the reason is that you're doing this, focus on that.
Logan: Trust me, I've been through worse.
Weapon X Doctor: No you haven't.

Melvin Purvis: What keeps you up nights, Mr. Dillinger?
John Dillinger: Coffee.

Lewis: One man and a kid. You've got to be fucking joking. This all the rebels they put up?
Reese: I'm not liking it.
En-Joo: You're in the jungle, pussnuts. There's nothing to like

Dragline: Nothin'. A handful of nothin'. You stupid mullet head. He beat you with nothin'. Just like today when he kept comin' back at me - with nothin'.
Luke: Yeah, well, sometimes nothin' can be a real cool hand.

[to Matt] Sorry if my pits stink man, but that's just the way it goes!


Annie Kinsella: [trying to understand the situation] I mean, Shoeless Joe...
Ray Kinsella: He's dead. Died in '51; he's dead.
Annie Kinsella: He's the one they suspended, right?
Ray Kinsella: Right.
Annie Kinsella: He's still dead?
Ray Kinsella: Far as I know.

Rick O'Connell: I. Really. Hate. Mummies.
Evelyn O'Connell: I think the feeling is mutual.

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