1.Darling, darling, all I'm saying is before we let this hypothetical daughter blow your political career out of the water, we might at least consider doing some checking up on her. 2.Now, checking up for what? 1.I don't know... criminal record, blood type, triple sixes on her skull. 2.Glynnis, she has a birth certificate, she has my photograph and she has my eyes.

[Tagline] Young ones! Parental Units! We summon you!   (Coneheads)

Everybody has a plan unti they get hit.   (Annapolis)

Very poor example of Southern sportsmanship.   (Hard Times)

You're my Judas goat, Mr. Thornton.   (Wild Bunch, The)

Next time you come to my house to kill me, make sure I'm home first.   (Be Cool)

I've had a few glasses of wine and it tends to make me a little emotional but I just want to say that I care about each and every one of you here at this table.   (Sling Blade)

1/_I'll ask you once more: Are you coming with me? 2/_I would rather waltz naked through the fires of Hell.   (Without a Clue)

Jack: Women and the game! Reno: Turn it off Jack. Jack: You got it.   (Best of Times, The)

1.Andrea, Runway is fashion magazine, an interest in fashion is crucial. 2. What makes you think I'm not interested in fashion?   (Devil Wears Prada)

Skip: I'm not going to bail you guys you of jail.   (Lords of Dogtown)

Wood or wire? They have both.   (Graduate, The)

--Have you got anything in mind by way of a job? --A job? --Yeah, it's a word, meaning work.   (Underworld U.S.A.)

You're more than a cop. I'm more than a thief.   (No Good Deed)

Oh my God Almighty, someone has sent me a bowel movement!   (Pink Flamingos)

My god!   (Alien)

Cowboy Crunchies the only cereal that's sugar frosted and dipped in chocolate proudly presents...   (Toy Story 2)

I always liked old Eben. At least he knew when it was time to leave.   (Pat Garrett and Billy the Kid)

- Everyones always asking me - what do i want to do with my live...Suddenly It Matters

-Well...-Do You Have Something That You Love?

-*long pause* Yes.

-Then You Need To Do That For The rest of your life, And You'd Better Hope To God Your Good At It...Or You'll Probably Fail.
  (Imaginary Heroes)

Angels and demons can't cross over into our plane. So, instead we get what I call half-breeds. The influence peddlers. They can only whisper in our ears. A single word can give you courage, or turn your favorite pleasure into your worst nightmare. Those with the demon's touch and those part angel, living alongside us. They call it the balance. I call it hypocritical bullshit   (Constantine)