Best movie quotes of 1964

President Merkin Muffley: Gentlemen, you can't fight in here! This is the War Room!

George Banks: Kindly do not attempt to cloud the issue with facts.

James Bond: Do you expect me to talk, Goldfinger?
Goldfinger: No, Mr. Bond, I expect you to die!

T.V. Director: We are on in twenty minutes.
George: Can I say something?
T.V. Director: What?
George: I don't think it's very likely that we will go on. The law of averages is against it.

Charlie-In-The-Box: I am the official sentry of the Island of Misfit Toys.
Hermey: A jack-in-the-box for a sentry?
Charlie-In-The-Box: Yes. My name is.
Rudolph: Don't tell me: Jack.
Charlie-In-The-Box: No, Charlie. That's why I'm a misfit toy. My name is all wrong. No child wants to play with a Charlie-In-The-Box, so I had to come here.
Hermey: Where's "here"?

Rusty Martin: Can you help me, please?
Lucky Jackson: Can we help you? Yes ma'am.
Rusty Martin: Can you check my motor, it whistles.
Lucky Jackson: I don't blame it.

Pte. Thomas Cole: Why is it us? Why us?
Colour Sergeant Bourne: Because we're here, lad. Nobody else. Just us.

Professor Henry Higgins: May I ask, do you complain of your treatment here?
Eliza Doolittle: No.
Professor Henry Higgins: Has anyone behaved badly? Colonel Pickering, Mrs. Pearce?
Eliza Doolittle: No.
Professor Henry Higgins: You certainly don't pretend that I have treated you badly?
Eliza Doolittle: No.

Marisol: Why are you doing this for us?
Joe: Because I knew someone like you once and there was no-one there to help. Now, get moving.

Bilius: I'm sorry Caesar but for the good of Rome, you must die.
Julius Caesar: But you're my personal bodyguard and champion gladiator, I don't want to die! I may not be a very good live emperor but I'd be a worse one dead.

Shamus Tobin: Serve the Lord and a hot breakfast, then you can look for your Irish Catholic man with the roof that don't leak.
Molly Brown: He's going to have to be more than an Irish Catholic.
Shamus Tobin: What more is there?
Molly Brown: Well if he's going to crawl in next to me, he's going to have to be the richest Irish Catholic next to the Pope.

Mr. Rutland: The best thing for the inside of a man or a woman is the outside of a horse.

Velma Cruther: So you're finally showin' the right side of your face. Well, I seen it all along. That's some kinda drug you been givin' her. Isn't it? It's what's been making her act like she's been. Well, Ah'm goin' into town and Ah'm tellin them what you been up to.

Colonel von Waldheim: Beauty belongs to the man who can appreciate it.

Commander Frank Houghton RAN: There's a bit of paperwork to fill out, Walter. Who's the Maid of Honor?
Catherine Freneau: Umm, Elizabeth Anderson.
Commander Frank Houghton RAN: And the Best Man?
Walter Eckland: Uh, Harry MacGregor.
Commander Frank Houghton RAN: Harry?
Walter Eckland: Just believe me.

Brother Philip: Your grace, there are armed men at the doors. I bolted the doors, but.
Thomas a Becket: It's time for vespers. Does one bolt the doors during vespers? I've never heard of it.
Brother Philip: But, your grace.
Thomas a Becket: Open them. Everything must be as it should be for divine service.

Bar Girl: You want to dance?
Senator Raymond Clark: No, thank you, honey. I just had a hernia operation.

George Kimball: What kind of pills are they?
Dr. Morrissey: You wouldn't know if I told you. Just take them. Take the pills.

The Grand Lunar: You say men cling to different tongues and beliefs. Is there no-one ruler?
Joseph Cavor: No. No, every century some despot tries, but up to now no-one's succeeded. People like Hannibal, Julius Caesar, Napoleon.
The Grand Lunar: Does this not lead to confusion?
Joseph Cavor: Yes, it does. And worse. Starvation... hostility... even war.
The Grand Lunar: Tell me of war.
Joseph Cavor: Tell you of war? Oh my goodness... Well... it usually starts with a whacking great explosion.

Lilith Arthur: You've killed with these hands. Why?
Vincent Bruce: That's the business of a soldier.
Lilith Arthur: You must love your God a lot to kill for him and still go on loving him. I'd never ask that of a lover. I'd only ask his joy.