Russell Crowe (back to the R list / C list)

Ben Wade: Well, would you look at all this? You all spared no expense this time, Byron. I gotta say, though, it's probably cheaper just to let me rob the damn thing.

Ben Wade: They're gonna kill you and your father, William. They're gonna laugh while they do it. I think you know that.

William Evans: Call 'em off.

Ben Wade: Why should I?

William Evans: Because you're not all bad.

Ben Wade: Yes, I am.

William Evans: You saved us from those Indians.

Ben Wade: I saved myself.

William Evans: You got us through the tunnels. You helped us get away.

Ben Wade: If I had a gun in them tunnels, I would have used it on you.

William Evans: I don't believe you.

Ben Wade: Kid, I wouldn't last five minutes leading an outfit like that if I wasn't as rotten as hell.

Ben Wade: So, boys - where we headed?

Byron McElroy: Taking you to the 3:10 to Yuma day after tomorrow.

Tucker: Shouldn't have told him that.

Ben Wade: Relax, friend. Now if we get separated, I'll know where to meet up.

Dan Evans: You say one more word, and I'll cut you down right here.

Ben Wade: I like this side of you, Dan.

Doc Potter: Is it true that you dynamited a wagon full of prospectors in the western territories last spring?

Ben Wade: No, that's a lie... It was a train full.

Nash: In competitive behavior someone always loses.

Charles: Well, my niece knows that, John, and she's about this high.

Nash: See if I derive an equilibrium where prevalence is a non-singular event where nobody loses, can you imagine the effect that would have on conflict scenarios, arm negotiations...

Charles: When did you last eat?

Nash: ...currency exchange?

Charles: When did you last eat? You know, food.

Nash: You have no respect for cognitive reverie, you know that?

Charles: Yes. But pizza - now, pizza I have enormous respect for. And of course beer.

Nash: I have respect for beer. I HAVE RESPECT FOR BEER!

Mayor Hostetler: You know, women call men dogs. That's to suggest we're somehow untrustworthy or disloyal. But a dog is anything but. And if men are dogs, what the goddamn hell does that make women? You've ever seen a bitch in heat? She will grind herself across the grass to try and get her that itch. And she can find a way to sneak out of the backyard, as any dog will do.

Maximus: What we do in life echoes in eternity.

Commodus: What is your name, gladiator?

[Maximus turns away.]

Commodus: How dare you turn your back to me! Tell me your name!

[Maximus slowly turns and removes his helmet.]

Maximus: My name is Maximus Decimus Meridius, Commander of the Armies of the North, General of the Felix Legions, loyal servant to the true emperor, Marcus Aurelius. Father to a murdered son, husband to a murdered wife. And I will have my vengeance, in this life or the next.

Maximus: I once knew a man who said "Death smiles at us all. All a man can do is smile back."

Commodus: I wonder, did your friend smile at his own death?

Maximus: You must know. He was your father.

Quintus: People should know when they're conquered.

Maximus: Would you, Quintus? Would I?

Maximus: If you find yourself alone, riding in green fields with the sun on your face, do not be troubled. For you are in Elysium, and are already dead!

Bud White: Merry Christmas.

Lynn Bracken: Merry Christmas to you, officer.

Bud White: That obvious, huh?

Lynn Bracken: It's practically stamped on your forehead.

Lynn Bracken: You're the first man in five years who didn't tell me I look like Veronica Lake inside of a minute.

Bud White: You look better than Veronica Lake.

Bud White: I'd like to see you again.

Lynn Bracken: Are you asking me for a date, or an appointment?

Bud White: I don't know.

Lynn Bracken: Well if you're asking me for a date, I should know your first name.

Bud White: Forget I asked. It was a mistake.

Capt. Jack Aubrey: To wives and sweethearts - may they never meet.

Dr. Stephen Maturin: Jack, I fear you have burdened me with a debt I can never fully repay.

Capt. Jack Aubrey: Nonsense! Name a shrub after me. Something prickly and hard to eradicate.

Dr. Stephen Maturin: A shrub? Nonsense! I shall name a new species of tortoise after you: Testudo Aubreii!

Capt. Jack Aubrey: England is under threat of invasion, and though we be on the far side of the world, this ship is our home. This ship *is* England.

Capt. Jack Aubrey: This is the second time he's done this to me. There will not be a third.