Oskar Schindler: Power is when we have every justification to kill, and we don't.
Amon Goeth: You think that's power?
Oskar Schindler: That's what the Emperor said. A man steals something, he's brought in before the Emperor, he throws himself down on the ground. He begs for his life, he knows he's going to die. And the Emperor... Pardons him. This worthless man, he lets him go.
Amon Goeth: I think you are drunk.
Oskar Schindler: That's power, Amon. That is power.
Fortune: I rode the bench for two years. Thought I wasn't being played because of my color, I got filled up with a lotta attitude. So I quit. Still not a week goes by I don't regret it. And I guarantee a week won't go by in your life you won't regret walking out, letting them get the best of ya. You hear me clear enough?
Bruce Lee: The key to immortality is first living a life worth remembering.
Gerry Conlon: What I remember most about my childhood is holding your hand. My wee hand in your big hand, and the smell of tobacco. I remember, I could smell the tobacco in the palm of your hand. When I want to feel happy, I try to remember the smell of tobacco.
Giuseppe Conlon: Hold my hand.
Cyclops: You starin' at my eye?
Cyclops: A Union Army Soldier did this to me in the big one. Any you boys fight for the Union Army?
Miller: Shucks no.
Bell: Shucky dang darn...
Cyclops: So you the boys been killin' all my sheepies with them traps...
Noon: Naw... We just now gots here...
Cyclops: Where you from?
Cyclops: Well, heck, it's good to see some southern boys. It's been a while. [Singing.] Well I wish I was in the land of cotton, old times there are not forgotten, look away, look away, look away... [waits for others to finish.]
Humphrey:... You stupid Yank.
Cyclops: You ain't southern boys!
Judge: I want you to be very sure about this. This means you're gonna walk out of here with absolutely nothing.
Tina Turner: Except my name. I'll give up all that other stuff, but only if I get to keep my name. I've worked too hard for it, your honor.
Ike Turner, Sr.: The name is mine. The name got my daddy's blood on it. If she wanna go, she can go wherever she wanna go, but the name stays home.
Ike Turner, Sr.: Hey, Anna Mae, where you goin'? I need to get some sleep.
Tina Turner: Go straight to hell, Ike.
Mama: If war produces one thing, it's many cemeteries. And in cemeteries, there are no enemies.