Pegasus: English, we can't afford any mistakes. Not tonight.
Johnny English: The word "mistake," sir, is not one that appears in my dictionary.

Pegasus: English, we can't afford any mistakes. Not tonight.
Johnny English: The word "mistake," sir, is not one that appears in my dictionary.
Stan Fields: Miss Rhode Island, please describe your idea of a perfect date.
Cheryl "Rhode Island": That's a tough one. I'd have to say April 25th. Because it's not too hot, not too cold, all you need is a light jacket.
David Levinson: They like to get the landmarks.
[the President briefs the pilots before the final attack]
President Thomas Whitmore: Good morning.
[PA doesn't work. Turns it on]
President Thomas Whitmore: Good morning. In less than an hour, aircraft from here will join others from around the world. And you will be launching the largest aerial battle in the history of mankind. "Mankind." That word should have new meaning for all of us today. We can't be consumed by our petty differences anymore. We will be united in our common interests. Perhaps it's fate that today is the Fourth of July, and you will once again be fighting for our freedom… Not from tyranny, oppression, or persecution… but from annihilation. We are fighting for our right to live. To exist. And should we win the day, the Fourth of July will no longer be known as an American holiday, but as the day the world declared in one voice: "We will not go quietly into the night!" We will not vanish without a fight! We're going to live on! We're going to survive! Today we celebrate our Independence Day!
[crowd cheers]
Young Cleo: Why rats, Papa?
Ratcatcher: Rats are the lowliest and most despised of all creatures, my love. But if they have purpose, so do we all.
President Sawyer: Martin, as the President of the United States, this comes with the full weight, power and authority of my office. Fuck you.
Elmont: Fear of heights?
Jack: Fear of falling.
Elmont: Well then don't fall!
Sergeant John MacLellan: Welcome to Watertown, motherfucker!
Allan Trumbull: It is our moments of struggle that define us.
Amanda: This is how you make dinosaurs?
Dr. Grant: No. This is how you play God.