Shaun of the Dead (2004)

Liz: I love you, Ed
Ed: Cheers.
Shaun: I love you too, Ed.
Ed: Gay.

Pete: It's four in the fucking morning!
Shaun: It's Saturday!
Pete: No, it's not. It's fucking Sunday. And I've got to go to fucking work in four fucking hours 'cos every other fucker in my fucking department is fucking ill! Now can you see why I'm SO FUCKING ANGRY?!
Ed: Fuck, yeah!

Shaun: You're the one who's gone from being a chartered accountant to Charlton Heston!
David: I'm not a chartered accountant!
Shaun: Well you look like one!
David: I'm a lecturer!
Shaun: You're a twat!

Ed: I'm sorry Shaun.
Shaun: It's all right.
Ed: No no. I'm sorry, Shaun.
[Shaun smells his fart.]
Shaun: Oh now that is rotten!

Shaun: Mum, what if I told you that on several occasions, he touched me. [pause.] That was made up, not true, shouldn't have said that.

Ed: You gonna thank me then?
Shaun: For what?
Ed: Tidying up!
Shaun: Doesn't look that tidy.
Ed: Well, I had a few beers when I finished.

Shaun: David, kill the Queen.
David: What?!
Shaun: The bloody music!

Ed: Who died and made you fucking king of the zombies?

Shaun: He's not my boyfriend!
Ed: It might be a bit warm, the cooler's off.
Shaun: Thanks, babe.

Shaun: You know, I don't think I've got it in me to shoot my flatmate, my mum, and my girlfriend all in the same evening.
Liz: What makes you think I've taken you back?
Shaun: Well, you don't want to die single do you?
Ed: That's it... I would like to be shot.