Tom Fox: He doesn't have a passport.
Carl Hanratty: For the last six months, he's gone to Harvard and Berkeley. I'm betting he can get a passport.

Hey, Stella!

Stanley Kowalski

Stepan: Where is your boyfriend, why isn't he carving the meat?
Anna: I don't live with Oliver anymore; I'm staying with Mom for a little while.
Helen: And you can stay as long as you want.
Stepan: It's because he is black. They run off; bad blood.
Helen: [Helen and Anna are both taken back] He was a doctor.
Anna: What does that have to do with anything?
Stepan: You shouldn't mix blood, it isn't right. That's why your baby died inside of you.

I got a shelf life of ten years, tops. My next contract's gotta bring me the dollars that'll last me and mine a long time. S-it, I'm out of this sport in 5 years. What's my family gonna live on? Huh?

Rod Tidwell

We was always taking long walks, and we was always looking for a guy named "Charlie."

Forrest Gump

Joe Miller: Who did you get?
Andrew Beckett: What?
Joe Miller: Did you find a lawyer?
Andrew Beckett: I'm a lawyer.

Ahmet Ertegun: You see, Mr. Charles, it seems that Jack Lauderdale has found himself, shall we say, a little over extended and has had to unload some of his talent. When your name came up I jumped at the chance to work with you. I'm a big fan.
Ray Charles: What if I want to go to another company? There's a guy out there right now that'll pay me seven cents a record. Can you do that?
Ahmet Ertegun: Man, I could promise you fifteen cents a record but you won't get it. Anymore than he'll pay you seven. What I will do is promise you five cents a record and pay you five cents a record. You think pennies, Mr. Charles, you get pennies. You think dollars, you get dollars.
Ray Charles: I like the way you put things together. Omlet, you're alright with me.
Ahmet Ertegun: Ahmet.
Ray Charles: Ahmet. What kind of a name is that anyway.
Ahmet Ertegun: I'm Turkish.

Harry: Good of you to get us out of trouble like that.
Ron: Mind you, we did save her life!
Harry: Mind you, she might not have needed saving if you hadn't insulted her.
Ron: What are friends for?

Jocelyn: Your name makes no matter to me, so long as I may call you my own.
William: Oh, but I am your own, Jocelyn.

Mr. Nathan: It's a bunch of crock. They're trying to sell sodas. I've been watching all morning, and I've seen 12 soda commercials. 12.
Morgan: Do you have any books on extraterrestrials?
Mr. Nathan: Don't tell me you believe this horse manure.
Mrs. Nathan: As a matter of fact, I think we do...

Melinda Moores: Why do you have so many scars? Who hurt you so badly?
John Coffey: Don't hardly remember, ma'am.

Keith Frazier: Alright, I've got them right where I want 'em.
Det. Bill Mitchell: Where's that?
Keith Frazier: Right behind me with my pants around my ankles, but it's a start.

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