Lincoln Rhyme: Whatever happened to your father doesn't mean it's gonna happen to you. You're a great cop. You'd make a terrific detective. It's a gift. Don't throw it away.
George Little: Maybe we should go home.
Mr. Little: Why?
George Little: I'm not wearing my lucky underwear.
Mr. Little: You don't have lucky underwear.
George Little: Well, maybe we should get some, and then come back for another race.
Mac: Oh what a tangled web we weave, when first we practice to deceive. But practice makes perfect.
Jakob Heym: Hitler goes to a fortune-teller and asks, "When will I die?" And the fortune-teller replies, "On a Jewish holiday." Hitler then asks, "How do you know that?" And she replies, "Any day you die will be a Jewish holiday."
Dr. Frankenstein: Finally - my fiendish formula is finished.
Alvin Seville: Try saying that three times - quickly.
Dr. Frankenstein: My finished formula is frrr... my formlest fiendula is... my fishiest formula... my fie... never mind.
Catherine Banning: Damn, I hate being a foregone conclusion.
Hamm: Where did you get the cool belt, Buzz?
Buzz Lightyear #2: Well, slotted pig, these are standard issue.
Buliwyf: Lo, there do I see my father. 'Lo, there do I see.
Herger the Joyous: My mother, and my sisters, and my brothers.
Buliwyf: Lo, there do I see.
Herger the Joyous: The line of my people.
Edgtho the Silent: Back to the beginning.
Weath the Musician: Lo, they do call to me.
Ahmed Ibn Fahdlan: They bid me take my place among them.
Buliwyf: In the halls of Valhalla.
Ahmed Ibn Fahdlan: Where the brave.
Herger the Joyous: May live.
Ahmed Ibn Fahdlan: ...Forever.
Miss Hannigan: I don't know whatever I'd do without you.
Annie: Scrub the floors yourself?
Donnie Shulzhoffer: Hey, you know where a guy can get a rub and a tug around here?
Zach Siler: Has anyone see Taylor?
Chandler: What?
Zach Siler: You know, Taylor, my girlfriend.
Dean Sampson: Kinda tall, yells at everyone?
Mike Anderson: Pushers get pushed. It's a sad fact of life, but that's how it is. Pushers get pushed.
Theresa Osborne: And you'll just forget about me, right?
Garret Blake: Every day.
Joseph: Benjamin! You nasty youth, your crime has shocked me to the core. Never in my whole career have I encountered this before. Guards! Seize him! Lock him in a cell. Throw the keys into the Nile as well.
Brenner: You killed her.
Lt. Gen. Joseph Campbell: What did you say?
Brenner: Seven years ago in that hospital room when you told her to just forget about it, you killed her.
Lt. Gen. Joseph Campbell: Kent killed her.
Brenner: No. Kent just put her out of her misery.
Susanna: What happened to Polly?
Lisa: What needs to happen? No one's ever gonna' kiss her, man. You know, they're building a new Disneyland in Florida. If I could have any job in the world, I'd be a professional Cinderella. You could be Snow White. And Polly could be Minnie Mouse. Everyone would hug her and kiss her and love her and no-one would ever know what was in that big ol' head of hers, you know?
Ben Sobel: My name is Ben Sobel...leone. Ben Sobelleone. I'm also known as Benny the Groin, Sammy the Schnauz, Elmer the Fudd, Tubby the Tuba, and once... Once as Miss Phyllis Levine.
Ichabod Crane: Villainy wears many masks, none so dangerous as the mask of virtue.
Qui-Gon Jinn: You must have Jedi reflexes if you race pods.
[Jar Jar tries to grab a piece of fruit with his tounge, but Qui-Gon catches it.]
Qui-Gon Jinn: Don't do that again.
Anna Scott: I'm just a girl, standing in front of a boy, asking him to love her.