James Temple: Are you thieves or what? You want money, is this a robbery?
Toots: Yeah, Pop, we're gonna steal all your towels.
Leona Stevenson: Henry! Henry! Save me.
Don Hewes: Miss Brown, what idiot ever told you you were a dancer?
Hannah Brown: You did.
Oliver Twist: Please, sir, I want some more.
Brandon: The good Americans usually die young on the battlefield, don't they? Well, the Davids of this world merely occupy space, which is why he was the perfect victim for the perfect murder. Course he, uh, he was a Harvard undergraduate. That might make it justifiable homicide.
Thomas Dunson: Cherry was right. You're soft, you should have let 'em kill me, 'cause I'm gonna kill you. I'll catch up with ya. I don't know when, but I'll catch up. Every time you turn around, expect to see me, 'cause one time you'll turn around and I'll be there. I'm gonna kill ya, Matt.
Dobbs: This is the country where the nuggets of gold are just crying out for you to take them out of the ground and make 'em shine in coins on the fingers and necks of swell dames.
Jim Blandings: This little piggy went to market. A meek and as mild as a lamb. He smiled in his tracks. When they slipped him the axe. He knew he'd turn out to be Wham.
Jennie Appleton: There is no life, my darling, until you love and have been loved. And then there is no death.
Dr. Robert Richardson: Your Lordship, I insist this girl obeyed an impulse older than the laws of man: the instinct of a mother to protect her child.
Macduff: Stands Scotland where it did?
A Holy Father: Alas, poor country, almost afraid to know itself. It cannot be called our mother, but our grave.
Alec Stiles: What's the use of having a war if you don't learn from it?
Celia Sommerville: And we're so crowded already. I just don't know where it's all gonna end.
Virginia Stuart Cunningham: I'll tell you where it's gonna end, Miss Somerville... When there are more sick ones than well ones, the sick ones will lock the well ones up.
Sir Robert Morton: Let right be done.