Duke: I was just going for a walk. I couldn't sleep.
Nurse Esther: You were going to see Miss Allie. Now you know you're not allowed. It's against the rules. You go back to your room. And as for me, I'm going downstairs to get a cup of coffee and won't be back for a while. Stay out of trouble.

Kaffee: It was oregano, Dave, it was a dime bag of oregano.
Lieutenant Dave Spradling: Yeah, well, your client thought it was marijuana.
Kaffee: My client's a moron, that's not against the law.
Lieutenant Dave Spradling: I got people to answer to just like you do. I'm gonna charge him.
Kaffee: With what, possession of a condiment?

Vikram Walia: Fuckin' tired of this shit. What happened to my fuckin' civil rights? Why can't I go anywhere without being harassed? Get thrown out a bank, I'm a hostage, I get harassed. I go to the airport, I can't go through security without a random selection. Fuckin' random, my ass.
Keith Frazier: I bet you can get a cab though.
Vikram Walia: I guess that's one of the perks.

Mr. President, you've got bigger problems than losing me. You just lost my vote.

Sydney Ellen Wade

Wrestling Promoter: You coulda taken him apart. Why didn't you stop him?
Peter Parker: I missed the part where that's my problem.

Peter Parker: Mr. Osborn!
Norman Osborn: Peter! Thank God for you!
Peter Parker: You killed those people on that balcony.
Norman Osborn: The Goblin killed them! I had nothing to do with it!
Peter Parker: You tried to kill Aunt May. You tried to kill Mary Jane.
Norman Osborn: But not you.

Warden: Try not to sing anything that reminds them that they're in prison.
Johnny Cash: You think they forgot?

Susan Pevensie: [referring to Peter] I wish he'd just listened to the D.L.F. in the first place!
Edmund Pevensie: D.L.F.?
Lucy Pevensie: Dear Little Friend.
Trumpkin: Oh... that's not at all patronizing, is it?

Sarah: I don't know what to say.
John J. Rambo: Then you shouldn't say anything, should you?

Now that I've met you, would you object to never seeing me again?

Claudia Wilson Gator

Willy Wonka: What do you think about little raspberry kites?
Charlie Bucket: With licorice instead of string!
Mrs. Bucket: Boys, no business at the dinner table.
Charlie Bucket: Sorry, Mum.
Willy Wonka: I think you're onto something though, Charlie.

Copperhead: So I suppose it's a little late for an apology, huh?
The Bride: You suppose correctly.
Copperhead: You have every right to want to get even.
The Bride: No. No. To get even? Even-Steven? I would have to kill you, go up to Nikki's room, kill her, then wait for your husband to come home, and kill him. That would be even, Verntia. That'd be about square.

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