I'm not gonna talk to you tonight about winnin' and losin'. You're already winners 'cause you didn't kill each other up at camp.

Coach Boone

Tonight we got Hayfield. Like all the other schools in this conference, they're all white. They don't have to worry about race. We do. Let me tell you something. You don't let anyone come between us. Nothing tears us apart. In Greek mythology the Titans were greater even than the gods, they ruled their universe with absolute power. Well, that football field out there... that's our universe. Let's rule it like Titans.

Coach Boone

People say that it can't work, black, white, here we make it work everyday. We still have our disagreements, of course, but before we reach for hate, always, always, we remember the Titans.

Older Sheryl

Professor Severus Snape: What would three young Gryffindors such as yourselves be doing inside... on a day like this?
[after Harry, Ron, and Hermoine fail to provide an answer]
Professor Severus Snape: You ought to be more careful. People with think you're...
[sees Harry staring at him]
Professor Severus Snape: up... to something.

John Smith: I realise you witnessed the Mrs. and I working through a few domestic issues. That's regrettable but don't take that to be a sign of weakness, that would be a mistake on your part.
[Jane is drumming her fingers impatiently]
John Smith: Honey!
Jane Smith: Wrap it up.
John Smith: Maybe it's not such a good idea to undermine me in front of the hostage - sends a mixed message.
Jane Smith: Sorry.
John Smith: Girls. Where was I?
Benjamin: Mistake on your part.
John Smith: Shut up.

Dumbledore: Harry, do you know why it is that Professor Quirrell could not bear to have you touch him?
[Harry shakes his head]
Dumbledore: It was because of your mother. She sacrificed herself for you, and that kind of act leaves a mark.
[Harry reaches up to touch his scar]
Dumbledore: No no, this kind of mark cannot be seen. It lives in your very skin.
Harry: And what is that?
Dumbledore: Love, Harry. Love.

Sunshine, daisies, butter mellow, turn this stupid, fat rat yellow!

Ron

Sheryl Yoast: Coach Boone, you did a good job up here. You ran a tough camp from what I can see.
Coach Boone: Well, I'm very happy to have the approval of a five year old.
Sheryl Yoast: I'm nine and a half, thank you very much.
Coach Boone: Why don't you get this little girl, some pretty dolls or something, Coach?
Coach Yoast: I've tried. She loves football.

John Smith: I never went to MIT. Notre Dame. Art history major.
Jane Smith: Art?
John Smith: History! It's reputable.

[Sunshine is running hands through his newly-cut hair] Hey now, all that rubbin' ain't gonna make them golden locks grow back no faster, now, you know that, right?

Petey Jones

There is no good and evil, there is only power, and those too weak to seek it...

Lord Voldemort

Hagrid: You all right there, Harry? You seem very quiet.
Harry: He killed my parents, didn't he?
[puts a hand to his scar]
Harry: The one who gave me this?
[Hagrid is silent]
Harry: You know, Hagrid. I know you do.
[Hagrid sighs and pushes his bowl aside]
Hagrid: First - and understand this, Harry, 'cause it's very important - not all wizards are good. Some of them go bad. A while back, there was one that went as bad as you can go...

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