Best movie quotes of 1950

Alonzo D. Emmerich: Shut up.
Bob Brannom: How's that? No one tells me to shut up.

Steve Farrell: The first Colt repeating pistols in this territory, Sheriff. The finest guns ever made. Here's law and order in six-finger doses. Yes, sir, easy to load and as durable as your mother-in-law.

Veta Louise Simmons: It's Dowd. Elwood P. Dowd.
Miss Kelly: Elwood P. Dowd. His age?
Veta Louise Simmons: Forty-two the twenty-fourth of last April. He's Taurus. Taurus, the bull. I'm Leo and Myrtle's on the cusp.

Margo: Margo Channing is ageless - spoken like a press agent.
Lloyd Richards: I know what I'm talking about. After all, they're my plays.
Margo: Spoken like an author. Lloyd, I'm not twenty-ish, I'm not thirty-ish. Three months ago I was forty years old. Forty. Four O. That slipped out. I hadn't quite made up my mind to admit it. Now I suddenly feel as if I've taken all my clothes off.

Woodcutter: I don't understand. I just don't understand. I don't understand it at all. I just don't understand.

High Spade: You're about ready to fall out of the saddle. Why don't we rest up a little?
Lin McAdam: I'm not that tired.
High Spade: Four or five hours ain't gonna make any difference. We have been chasin' since... since I can't remember.

Sgt. Maj. Timothy Quincannon: Did any of youse ever ride a horse?
Trooper Travis Tyree: Yeah, some.

Major Singleton: I'm too old a horse to change my gait.

Kay Miniver: Death can be easy. It's living that's difficult.

Cinderella: Why, it's my.
Mice and Birds: Surprise! Surprise! Surprise.
Gus: Duh, duh, duh... Happy Birthday.
Jaq: No, no, no, no.

Adam Dunne: Harry is an artist without an art.
Mary Bristol: What does that mean?
Adam Dunne: Well, that is something that could make a man very unhappy, Mary, groping for the right level, the means with which to express himself.
Mary Bristol: Yes, he is that. Is not he? I like that, Adam. It is a very nice thought.
Adam Dunne: Yes, but it can be dangerous.

Charlotte Inwood: He was an abominable man. Why do women marry abominable men?

Branch Rickey: A box score - you know a box score is really democratic, Jackie. It doesn't say how big you are or how your father voted in the last election or what church you attend. It just tells you what kind of a ballplayer you were that day.
Jackie Robinson: Well, isn't that what counts?
Branch Rickey: It's all that ought to count, and maybe someday it's all that will count.

Harry: From this distance it would only appear a mere speck.
Major Corrigan: A mere speck? Texas a mere speck?

Daffy Duck: Captain John Smith marry-um Pocahontas, raise-um little poker chips.

Allan Quatermain: ...in the end you begin to accept it all... you watch things hunting and being hunted, reproducing, killing and dying, it's all endless and pointless, except in the end one small pattern emerges from it all, the only certainty: one is born, one lives for a time then one dies, that is all.

Kim: How do you fair on the road?
Lama: On charity. What is the custom of charity in this town? In silence or aloud?
Kim: Those who beg in silence starve in silence.
Lama: I beg as the master begged. Even as he went, so do I.

Joe Gillis: You're Norma Desmond. You used to be in silent pictures. You used to be big.
Norma Desmond: I am big! It's the pictures that got small.

Sylvester: First, I am happy, for I am to marry the fair Melissa. Then, I am furious, because I despise the Scarlet P-P-Pumpernickel.

Long John Silver: And this'll be young Master Hawkins, I'll be bound. Hawkins - 'tis a proper seafaring name, too.