Ian Donnelly: [reading from a book by Louise Banks] "Language is the foundation of civilization. It is the glue that holds a people together. It is the first weapon drawn in a conflict."
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Sex And The City
Mr. Big: Ever Thine, Ever Mine, Ever Ours.
Polisskolan 2 – första uppdraget
Lt. Mauser: [Mauser and Proctor are spying on Lassard greeting the new recruits in his office] So… these academy rats are going to save the precinct?
Proctor: Hey, personally, lieutenant, I hope they fall flat on their asses.
Lt. Mauser: That can be arranged, you know?
Proctor: What do you mean?
Lt. Mauser: Well, if they fail, I take over as commander of the precinct.
Lt. Mauser: So?
Lt. Mauser: So… we make sure they fail.
Proctor: Who?
Lt. Mauser: The new recruits.
Proctor: Why?
Lt. Mauser: If they fail, Lassard's out, I'm in. And I'm gonna need somebody to be the new watch commander. And you know who that's gonna be.
Proctor: [confused] Who?
Lt. Mauser: [annoyed] You, dickhead, you!
Proctor: Oh… oh… well, good idea.
Lt. Mauser: You're not playing with a full deck, are you?
Proctor: Oh, I don't play cards.
Ghostbusters: Afterlife
Janine Melnitz: Your father wasn't much of a homemaker. He could barely keep the power on.
Callie: You're saying he left us nothing?
Janine Melnitz: Well, I wouldn't say nothing… there is quite a bit of debt.
A Biltmore Christmas
[Jack, unconvinced of Lucy's identity, pulls her aside to get some straight answers]
Lucy Hargrove: [struggling in Jack's grip] Excuse me! Let go of me! I am not a piece of luggage!
Jack Huston: No, you're absolutely right. Luggage comes with a tag that tells you where it came from.
Barbie
Ken: To be honest, when I found out the patriarchy wasn't just about horses, I lost interest.
Bad Santa
[Willie has just passed out]
Gin: Look here, get himy outta here and I'll go smooth things over with Chipeska, Tell him it was food poisoning or something.
Marcus: What do you mean, get him outta here?
Gin: Take him to the car.
Marcus: In case you didn't notice I'm a motherfucking dwarf, so unless you got a forklift handy, maybe you should lend a hand hmm?
Gin: That figures. You want all kind of set-asides. Special treatment 'cause you're handicapped. You're all the same.
Marcus: Special treatment? I'm 3-foot-fucking-tall you asshole! It's a matter of physics. Draw me a sketch of how I get him to the car, huh?
Gin: Bitch, Bitch, Bitch!
Marcus: Sketch it up, you fucking moron. Fucking Leonardo da Vinci.
Gin: What'd you call me thigh-high?
Marcus: I called you a fucking guinea homo from the 15th-fucking-century, you dickhead!
Gin: I could stick you up my ass, small fry.
Marcus: Yeah? You sure it ain't too sore from last night?
Gin: You got some lip on you midget.
Marcus: Yeah? Well these lips were on your wife's pussy last night. Why don't you dust that thing off once in a while? Asshole!
The Girl in the Spider’s Web
Lisbeth Salander: You can't blame me for leaving that day.
Camilla Salander: That day? This is not about a day. This is about a lifetime. Are you not Lisbeth Salander, the righter of wrongs? The girl who hurts men who hurt women? All those lucky ladies. Wives, mothers, sisters. I could never figure it out. Why did you help everyone but me? For sixteen years, every day, you chose not to save me.
Vid din sida
Isabel: You know, I never wanted to be a mom. Sharing it with you… that's one thing. It's another to be looking over my shoulder for the next twenty years, knowing someone else would have done it better… someone else would have done it right.
Jackie Harrison: What do you have that I don't?
Isabel: You're Mother Earth, incarnate.
Jackie Harrison: You're… hip, and fresh.
Isabel: You ride with Anna.
Jackie Harrison: You'll learn.
Isabel: You know every story, every wound, every memory. Their whole life's happiness is wrapped up in you… every single second. Don't you get it? Look down the road to her wedding. I'm in a room alone with her, fixing her veil, fluffing her dress, telling her no woman has ever looked so beautiful. And my fear is she'll be thinking, "I wish my mom was here."
Jackie Harrison: And mine is… she won't.
Once upon a holiday
Jack Langdon: Do you want to come in?
Katie: No, no, no. I wouldn't want to intrude.
Jack Langdon: Oh, no. It's potluck. There's always way too much food, and it's warm.
Katie: Oh, really?
Jack Langdon: Yeah, but I mean, if you have somewhere to be…
Katie: Well, I could come in for a minute.
Jack Langdon: Oh, really?
Katie: Yeah.
Jack Langdon: Oh, OK.