Sal: Pino, get a broom and sweep out front.
Pino: Vito, get a broom and sweep out front.
Vito: Huh?
Pino: Get a broom and sweep out front.
Vito: What?
Vito: See, Pop, it's just what I was telling ya. Every time you tell Pino what to do, he tells me to do what you told him what to do.

David Mills: Now, I wasn't standing around guarding the Taco Bell, alright? I worked homicide for five years.
William Somerset: Not here.
David Mills: I understand that.
William Somerset: Well, over the next seven days, Detective, do me the favor of remembering that.

Harry Terwilliger: Can you believe this? The son of a bitch pissed on me!
William 'Wild Bill' Wharton: Y'all like that? I'm currently cooking up some turds, to go with it. Nice soft 'uns. Uhhh! Have'em out to y'all tomorrow.

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.

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.

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

Isaac Davis

Strap, in for Everett. Don't shoot the ball unless you're under the basket all by yourself!

Coach Norman Dale

[about the Heir of Slytherin]
Hermione: I wonder who it could be?
Ron: [sarcastic puzzlement] Let's think... who do we know that thinks all Muggle-borns are scum?
Hermione: If you're talking about Malfoy...
Ron: Of course, Malfoy. You heard what he said. "You'll be next, Mudblood"!

I have reflected on this case at great lengths, ladies and gentlemen. Now I understand the prosecutors have suspicions. Perhaps Mr. Sabich was there that night. They might be entitled to that inference. And before yesterday, I might have even said that there were reasonable grounds for those suspicions. Now, I'm not so sure. After yesterday, there is no proof of motive here. There is no evidence that there ever was an intimate relationship between the defendant and Ms. Polhemus. There is no proof so far as I am concerned to give a reasonable person grounds to believe that they had carnal relations on the night of her death. In point of fact, there's not one shred of direct proof that Mr. Sabich murdered Ms. Polhemus. So under these circumstances, I cannot allow this trial to continue. Mr. Sabich, you are discharged, sir. And I cannot begin to tell you how sorry I am that any of this has taken place. Not even the pleasure of seeing you free can make up for this... this disgrace to the cause of justice. I wish you Godspeed. Case dismissed.

Judge Larren Lyttle

She calls the woman and asks to see her; stops first at the U and logs into the computer. Now she has her alibi. She goes to the woman. The woman lets her in. When her head is turned, she removes the instrument from her bag and strikes. The destroyer is destroyed. She takes a cord out that she brought along, and ties her body in ways her husband described that perverts do. She feels power; control. A sense that she's guided by a force beyond herself. She takes a syringe and injects the contents of the ziploc bag. Leaves the glass on the bar. Unlocks the door and windows. And goes home. And life begins again.

Barbara Sabich

We prepared for everything. Not for this. Not for something this size. There's no plan.

John McLoughlin

Adhemar: Your armor, sir.
William: What about it?
Adhemar: How stylish of you to joust in an antique. You'll start a new fashion if you win. My grandfather will be able to wear his in public again, and a shield, how quaint.
[William rides off]
Adhemar: Some of these poor country knights, little better then peasants.

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