J.M. Barrie: What did you think?
Peter Llewelyn Davies: It's about our summer together, isn't it?
J.M. Barrie: It is.
Peter Llewelyn Davies: About all of us.
J.M. Barrie: That's right. You like it?
Peter Llewelyn Davies: It's magical. Thank you.
J.M. Barrie: No, thank you. Thank you, Peter.

Jerry Maguire: What do you want from me? My soul?
Dorothy: Why not? I deserve that much.

Boy on Bike: Mister? You got a bone stickin' out your arm.
Anton Chigurh: Let me just sit here a minute.

Derek Vinyard: Jesus, Danny. What the fuck are you thinking?
Danny Vinyard: Derek, there's a black guy out there breaking into your car.
Derek Vinyard: How many Danny? How many?

The man is mean, careless, and stupid. Bad combination in a place like this.

Paul Edgecomb

Ben Grimm: No more cracks about the way I look
Johnny Storm: Hey, call me Mr. Sensitivity.
Johnny Storm: [walking through a crowd] Everybody out of the way! Wide load coming through! He's huge!
Ben Grimm: Hey! Mr. Sensitive!
Johnny Storm: [flies into the sky to make a fiery 4]
Ben Grimm: Showoff!

You think you know what's coming? You don't have a clue.


Tyler Durden: OK: any historic figure.
Narrator: I'd fight Gandhi.
Tyler Durden: Good answer.
Narrator: How about you?
Tyler Durden: Lincoln.
Narrator: Lincoln?
Tyler Durden: Big guy, big reach. Skinny guys fight 'til they're burger.

Norma Desmond: You're a writer, you said.
Joe Gillis: Why?
Norma Desmond: Are you or aren't you?
Joe Gillis: That's what it says on my Guild card.
Norma Desmond: And you have written pictures, haven't you?
Joe Gillis: I sure have. Want a list of my credits?
Norma Desmond: I want to ask you something. Come in here.
Joe Gillis: Last one I wrote was about Okies in the Dust Bowl. You'd never know because when it reached the screen, the whole thing played on a torpedo boat.

Every man dies, not every man really lives.

William Wallace

I'm sexually paranoid.


George Bailey: You sit around here and you spin your little webs and you think the whole world revolves around you and your money. Well, it doesn't, Mr. Potter. In the whole vast configuration of things, I'd say you were nothing but a scurvy little spider! And...
[turning to his aide]
George Bailey: And that goes for you, too!

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