President Sawyer: Martin, as the President of the United States, this comes with the full weight, power and authority of my office. Fuck you.
Jack Reacher: Never Go Back
Jack Reacher: What I mean is, the cheapest woman tends to be the one you pay for.
Sandy: [stands up, angrily] I am *not* a hooker!
Jack Reacher: Well, a hooker would get the joke.
Jeb: [enters with his four buddies] What's this?
Sandy: He called me a whore.
Jeb: Is that true?
Jack Reacher: Well, nobody said whore. She inferred hooker, but I meant slut.
Punk: Hey. That's our sister.
Jack Reacher: Is she a good kisser?
Jeb: Hey. Outside.
Jack Reacher: Pay your check first.
Jeb: I'll pay later.
Jack Reacher: You won't be able to.
Jeb: You think?
Jack Reacher: All the time. You should try it.
Jeb: It's a great joke, but I'm gonna beat your ass. Do you want to do that here or outside?
Jack Reacher: Outside.
[gets up]
Jeb: Stay here, Sandy.
Sandy: I don't mind the sight of blood.
Jack Reacher: [walks by Sandy] When it means you're not pregnant, anyway.
Nyckeln till frihet
Andy Dufresne: [to Red] I guess it comes down to a simple choice, really. Get busy living, or get busy dying.
The Whole Nine Yards
Jimmy: It's not important how many people I've killed. What's important is how I get along with the people who are still alive.
Juryn – a time to kill
Chris Vaughn: Get your tail-lights fixed, sir.
Jay Hamilton: What's wrong with my tail-lights?
Chris Vaughn: [Vaughn smashes the tail-lights with a 4X4] They're broken.
Bridesmaids
Megan: I'm glad he's single because I'm going to climb that like a tree.
Pulp Fiction
Mia: Don't you hate that?
Vincent: What?
Mia: Uncomfortable silences. Why do we feel it's necessary to yak about bullshit in order to be comfortable?
Vincent: I don't know. That's a good question.
Mia: That's when you know you've found somebody special. When you can just shut the fuck up for a minute and comfortably enjoy the silence.
How to Be a Latin Lover
Maximo: Peggy dumped me… I have no home, no money, no helicopter…
Sliding Doors
[Mike, Marcus, and Julie start arguing, nobody paying attention to his gun; Julie just walks out]
Store Clerk: Hey, freeze bitch!
Mike Lowrey: [as he points the gun her way, in a flash Mike and Marcus stop arguing and point their guns at his head] YOU freeze, bitch!
Store Clerk: Oh shit, I'm fucked.
Mike Lowrey: Now back up, put the gun down, and get me a pack of Tropical Fruit Bubblicious.
Marcus Burnett: And some Skittles.
Jack Reacher
Jack Reacher: There are three things cops never do. They don't vote Democrat, they don't drive Cadillacs, and they never use personal vehicles.