Leona Stevenson: Henry! Henry! Save me.
Don Hewes: Miss Brown, what idiot ever told you you were a dancer?
Hannah Brown: You did.
Muriel Blandings: Mr. Zucca explained he has to use dynamite to blast to get rid of the rock.
Mr. Zucca: That's no rock. That's a ledge.
Bill Cole: What Mr. Blandings means is, what precisely is a ledge?
Mr. Zucca: A ledge is like a big stone. Only it's bigger.
Jim Blandings: Like a boulder.
Mr. Zucca: No, like a ledge.
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.
Captain Yorke: A charge! Mounted in fours.
RSM Michael O'Rourke: Why the madman.
Captain Yorke: And I'm to stay with the wagon train... and take O'Rourke with me.
RSM Michael O'Rourke: You'll find Lt. O'Rourke with his troop, sir. And thank you.
Thomas Dunson: Take 'em to Missouri, Matt.
Gold Hat: We are the Federales... You know... The mounted police.
Dobbs: If you're the police, where are your badges?
Gold Hat: Badges?.. We ain't got no badges. We don't need no badges. I don't have to show you any stinking badges.
Oliver Twist: Please, sir, I want some more.
Sir Robert Morton: Let right be done.
Alec Stiles: What's the use of having a war if you don't learn from it?
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.
Horatio: I have heard, the cock that is the herald to the morn, Doth with his lofty and shrill-sounding throat Awake the god of day.
Bugs Bunny: Your move first, Sam. C'mon, pick a card.
Yosemite Sam: All right! Don't rush me. I'm a-thinking... and my head hurts.
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.
Antonio Ricci: You live and you suffer.
Mayrant Ruysdaal Sidneye: I'm not one of those 'eye for an eye' men. No! I always take two eyes.
Jennie Appleton: I hate for it to stop, because when will we ever have it again?
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.