Will Smith (back to the W list / S list)

Mike Lowrey: Don't hate the player, hate the game.

Mike Lowrey: We ride together, we die together. Bad boys for life.

Marcus Burnett: You a virgin?

Reggie: Yes, sir.

Marcus Burnett: Good. Keep it that way. Ain't gonna be no fucking tonight.

Mike Lowrey: You ever made love to a man?

Reggie: No.

Mike Lowrey: You want to?

Mike Lowrey: Now that's how you supposed to shoot! From now on, that's how you shoot! Oh man, I want my next partner to shoot like that. It takes a dysfunctional motherfucker to bust somebody in the head like that. That's some dysfunctional shit! My next partner's gonna invite me to his barbeques and shit, though.

Mike Lowrey: You know, Dan Marino should definitely buy this car. Well, not this one, 'cause I'm gonna fuck this one up. But he should definitely get one just like it.

Ray Embrey: People don't like you, Hancock.

Hancock: Do I look like I care what people think?

Hancock: Call me an asshole, one more time.

Hancock: I apologize to the people of Los Angeles. My behavior has been improper and I accept the consequences. I ask my fellow Angelinos for their patience and understanding. Life here can be difficult for me. After all, I am the only one of my kind. During my incarceration, I will be participating in alcohol and anger management treatment. You deserve better from me. I can be better. I will be better.

Hitch: Life is not the amount of breaths you take, it's the moments that take your breath away.

Hitch: Because that's what people do. They leap, and hope to God they can fly, because otherwise you just drop like a rock, wondering the whole way down "Why in the hell did I jump?" But here I am, Sarah, falling, and the only one that makes me feel like I can fly is you.

Hitch: I just saw you from across the room with that big "F*ck Off" stamped on your forehead...

Sara: You tricked women into...

Hitch: ...into getting out of their own way, so great guy like Albert will have a fighting chance.

Host: Sir, I must ask you to leave.

Hitch: Hold on. I want everybody to see this. This right here is exactly why falling in love is so GOD DAMN hard. Vance Mudson is a pig. And I refused to work with him. It is because of jerks like him that I even have a job. Had a job.

Hitch: Never lie, steal, cheat or drink. But if you must lie, lie in the arms of the one you love. If you must steal, steal away from bad company. If you must cheat, cheat death. And if you must drink, drink in the moments that take your breath away.

Detective Spooner: Can a robot write a symphony? Can a robot turn a canvas into a beautiful painting?

Sonny: Can you?

Detective Spooner: Somehow, 'I told you so' just doesn't quite say it.

Lawrence Robertson: Just imagine the mass recalls, all because of irrational paranoia and predjudice.

[Spooner sneezes loudly.]

Detective Spooner: Sorry, I'm allergic to bullshit.

Detective Spooner: So, Dr. Calvin, what exactly do you do around here?

Dr. Calvin: My general fields are advanced robotics and phsychiatry. Although, I specialize in hardware-to-wetware interfaces... in an effort to advance U.S.R.'s robotic anthropomorphization program.

Detective Spooner: So, what exactly do you do around here?

Dr. Calvin: I make the robots seem more human.

Detective Spooner: Now wasn't that easier to say?

Dr. Calvin: Not really, no.

Sonny: 2880 steps, detective.

Del Spooner: Do me a favor and keep that kind of shit to yourself.

Captain Steven Hiller: Y'know, this was supposed to be my weekend off, but noooo...you got me out here draggin' your heavy ass through the burnin' desert with your dreadlocks stickin' out the back of my parachute. You've gotta come down here with an attitude, actin' all big and bad...and what the hell is that smell?!

Captain Steven Hiller: I ain't heard no fat lady!

David Levinson: Forget the fat lady. You're obsessed with fat lady. Just get us out of here!

David Levinson: You really think you can fly that thing?

Captain Steven Hiller: You really think you can do all that bullshit you just said?

Captain Steven Hiller: No, you did NOT shoot that green shit at me!

Captain Steven Hiller: Is that an earthquake?

Jasmine Dubrow: Not even a four pointer. Go back to sleep.

Agent Jay: Jarra, you're under arrest for being that ugly and making that many copies.

Agent Kay: Is that standard?

Agent Jay: No it came with a black dude, but he kept getting pulled over.

Agent Jay: Could I have your attention, please? [Neuralyzes the crowd.] Thank you for participating in our drill. Had this been an actual emergency, y'all would have been *eaten*. 'Cause you don't listen! You're ignorant! How's a man gonna come crashin' through the back of a subway win - that's the problem with all y'all New Yorkers! "Oh no, we've seen it all!" "Oh no, a 600 foot worm, save us Mr. black man!" I ask you nicely to move forward to the next car, y'all just sit there like... [Neuralyzes the crowd again.] The City of New York would like to thank you for participating in our drill. Hopefully you enjoyed our smaller, more energy-efficient subway cars. Watch your step, you all have a nice evening.

Agent Jay: Am I supposed to take advice on love from a dude that chases his own ass?

Frank the Pug: Easy pal... That's canine profiling, and I resent it.

Laura: Half the time you were on your back!

Agent Jay: That's how I fight.

Agent J: Who are we?

Agent K: We are no-one. Our mission is to monitor extraterrestrial activity on Earth.

Agent J: ...K?

Young Agent K: How do you know my name?

Agent K: There are things out there you don't need to know about.

Agent J: That's not the lie you told me when you recruited me!

Agent J: Hey man, heck, how old are you?

Young Agent K: Twenty-nine.

Agent J: You got some city miles on you...