Kitty Fane: [about Wan Xi] I had no idea you had so much affection for her.
Waddington: What makes you think I do?
Kitty Fane: I can see it in your eyes. I wonder what she sees in you.
Waddington: [In Chinese] What do you see in me?
Wan Xi: [to Waddington] You're a good man.
Waddington: She says I'm a good man.
Kitty Fane: As if a women has ever loved a man for his virtue.

You know, Agent Sadusky, something I noticed about fishing? It never worked out so well for the bait.

Ben Gates

I can't really remember when I last had any hope, and I certainly can't remember when anyone else did either. Because really, since women stopped being able to have babies, what's left to hope for?

Theodore Faron

Galloway: But my feeling is that if this case is handled in the same fast-food, slick-ass ' Persian Bazaar manner with which you seem to handle everything else, something's gonna get missed. And I wouldn't be doing my job if I allowed Dawson and Downey to spend any more time in prison than absolutely necessary, because their attorney had pre-determined the path of least resistance.
Kaffee: Wow... I'm sexually aroused, Commander

Dolores Umbridge: [as the centaurs are taking Umbridge away] Please, tell them I mean no harm.
Harry Potter: Sorry, Professor, but I must not tell lies.

So my pathetic friend... is there anything that you can do well?

Pai Mei

McConnely: There's Man's Law and there's God's Law in this neighborhood and in this city... The San Francisco Police Force is happy to enforce either.
Harvey Milk: Thanks for the warm welcome to the neighborhood!

Careful Bill, you'll give yourself a heart attack and ruin my vacation.

Joe Black

Pyro: That's it.
Bobby: Whoa. What do you think you're doing.
Pyro: I'm tired of this kids table shit, I'm going in there.
Rogue: John they told us to stay here.
Pyro: [looks back] You always do what you're told?
[leaves the jet]

Your bags are packed and you think the wine will give me a headache?

Erin Gruwell

Some men get the world. Others get ex-hookers and a trip to Arizona.

Lynn Bracken

Bring... bring it home? All right, let's bring it home. If you was hit by a truck and you was lying out there in that gutter dying, and you had time to sing *one* song. Huh? One song that people would remember before you're dirt. One song that would let God know how you felt about your time here on Earth. One song that would sum you up. You tellin' me that's the song you'd sing? That same Jimmy Davis tune we hear on the radio all day, about your peace within, and how it's real, and how you're gonna shout it? Or... would you sing somethin' different. Somethin' real. Somethin' *you* felt. Cause I'm telling you right now, that's the kind of song people want to hear. That's the kind of song that truly saves people. It ain't got nothin to do with believin' in God, Mr. Cash. It has to do with believin' in yourself.

Sam Phillips

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