Rear Admiral: The end is inevitable, Maverick. Your kind is headed for extinction.
Maverick: Maybe so, sir. But not today.
Pádraic Súilleabháin: Some things there's no moving on from. And I think that's a good thing.
Butt-Head: Step aside please. We have white privilege.
Sidney Prescott: Sam, I want you to help us kill him.
Sam Carpenter: You want me to help you and the host of a morning show to commit murder?
Gale Riley: Correct.
Sidney Prescott: Yeah.
Martine Bancroft: Michael, what's happening?
Dr. Michael Morbius: I went from dying... to feeling more alive than ever. Increased strength and speed... the ability to use echolocation... and an overpowering urge to consume blood.
Wanda Maximoff: You break the rules and become a hero. I do it and I become the enemy. That doesn't seem fair.
Mr. Grumps: Keep your filthy hands off my Loretta.
Stuart Long: Like anything, it's the struggle that brings you closer to God. I never shied away from no fight. Teaching priests to rat on suffering men, they're getting closer to Judas than Jesus.
Thor: We will return with children. Many children! And then we will feast! Not on the children. We do not do that any more. Those were dark times. Shameful times.
Edward Nashton: If you are justice, please do not lie / What is the price for your blind eye?
Ian Malcolm: The doomsday clock might be out of time.
Billy Butcherson: Stop! I'm a good zombie.
Danny Sharp: You are all gonna have the greatest story to tell at dinner tonight.
Big Mac: Caw caw motherfuckers. Let's blow this bitch.
June: Sometimes people cut you, and they leave an imprint on you that's like a gash on your soul. You just live with it and you can't undo that. If you erase the pain, you erase the person.
Lydia Tár: You want to dance the mask, you must service the composer. You gotta sublimate yourself, your ego, and, yes, your identity. You must, in fact, stand in front of the public and God and obliterate yourself.