Enjoy my jacket, which you stole from me.

Bob

Ty Crane: Stay outta my way bitch. I own you!
Junior Battles: Oh Hell nah!

Xerxes: It would be nothing short of madness for you, brave King, and your valiant troops to...perish...all because of a simple misunderstanding. There is much our cultures could share.
Leonidas: Have you noticed? We've been sharing our culture with you all morning.

There's sometimes I think that I swear you're a fucking faggot.

Stan

Come on Chief, this isn't no boy scout picnic. See ya' got ya' rubbers!

Quint

If you ever wanna eat a Sauerkraut sandwich again, take your Wiener Schnitzel lickin' finger and point out on this map what I wanna know.

Aldo Raine

Billy: [after being shot] Oh my God!
Wyatt: Oh my God! I'm going for help Billy.
Billy: I got 'em. I'm gonna get 'em. ...Man, I-I'm gonna get 'em. Where are they now?

Buck Swope: How's my little kung fu fighter?
Jessie St. Vincent: He's kicking ass inside my stomach.

Marlene: Ray, what did I tell you about cooking in the dark? Are you trying to burn the house down?
Ray Charles: Think about it, Marlene, what do I need the light for?

Anthony: Look around! You couldn't find a whiter, safer or better lit part of this city. But this white woman sees two black guys, who look like UCLA students, strolling down the sidewalk and her reaction is blind fear. I mean, look at us! Are we dressed like gangbangers? Do we look threatening? No. Fact, if anybody should be scared, it's us: the only two black faces surrounded by a sea of over-caffeinated white people, patrolled by the triggerhappy LAPD. So, why aren't we scared?
Peter: Because we have guns?
Anthony: You could be right.

Turk Malloy: Ten says he shorts it.
Frank, Livingston, Saul: Twenty!

M-Mr. Cash? M-Mr. Cash?

Warden

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