She makes $45 a week and sends $100 of it home to her mother.   (42nd Street)

GOD DAMN! You's a fat muthafucka. Look at you boy, you got lunch on the table and you still eating breakfast. Spread out, boy, look at ya! Man, if ass was nickels you'd be a goddamn millionare. You are a disgrace before God. You's a fat muthafucka. Oh, uh, good morning Mr. Gudge.   (Ladykillers, The)

RIDDICK...come on(helps him up/begins to carry) I said I'd die for them...not for you... (alien swoops and stabs) (riddick falls) you won't die for me...   (Pitch Black)

I'm all about having fun, maybe go to Seaworld and take my pants off   (Anchorman: The Legend of Ron Burgundy)

isn't that hole a little big for a goldfish?   (Lot Like Love, A)

As an interpretive artist to a creative artist, stay with me. I need you.   (State and Main)

Nobody wanted this war but the Nazis. A great many people tried to deal with them. Millions have died for no other reason except that the Nazis wanted them dead. In the final showdown there was nothing left to do except to fight.   (Battleground)

You made me use me last tissue. Me ain't go anova one now.   (Ali G Indahouse)

Achilles: I want what all men want, I just want it more.   (Troy)

Sport, you gotta learn to drive this thing by the seat of your pants.   (Winning)

I've got a real hankering for fried chicken!   (Driving Miss Daisy)

--Dammit, man! We have a contract! --Toss it down the crater.   (When Time Ran Out...)

cvv   (Fletch)

My Mona they shot my mona   (King of the Jungle)

Why y'all look like you've seen a ghost? It's me, dear friends - alive and kicking!... Well, alive, anyway.... We may have lost the war, but heaven knows we haven't lost our sense of humour! No, not even when we've lost a lung, a spleen, a bladder, two legs, thirty-five feet of small intestine, and our ability to reproduce - all in the name of the South! - do we ever lose our sense of humour!!!   (Wild Wild West)

I think we've all arrived at a very special place... spiritually... ecumenically... grammatically.   (Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl)

Get outta here, you gadgets!   (Right Stuff, The)

1.) Just tell me you're gonna smoke him. 2.) Like a motherfuckin'pack of Kools.   (Low Down Dirty Shame, A)

It wouldn't be hospitable for me to leave town, now would it?   (Gunfight at the O.K. Corral)

You started this racket, you should have a share in it.   (Bullets or Ballots)