Indiana Jones: Mola Ram! Prepare to meet Kali… in Hell!

Indiana Jones: Mola Ram! Prepare to meet Kali… in Hell!
The Penguin:
[while being bombarded by food]
Why is there always someone who brings eggs and tomatoes to a speech?
Dr. Martin Harris:
Do you know what it feels like to become insane, doctor? It’s like a war between being told who you are and knowing who you are. Which do you think wins?
Sister Ann: The demon preys on the most devout because our guilt, it is the deepest.
Li Noor:
Say hi to your mother for me.
Optimus Prime:
[Morse code]
I’m coming for you, humans…
Sherlock Holmes: Uh, hmm… Right. Where are the wagons?
Madam Simza Heron: The wagon is too slow. Can't you ride?
Dr. John Watson: It's not that he can't ride… How is it you put it, Holmes?
Sherlock Holmes: They're dangerous at both ends and… crafty in the middle. Why would I want anything with a mind of its own bobbing about between my legs?
Matt Weston:
Are you going to kill me?
Tobin Frost:
[Frost shoots the wall next to Weston’s head]
I only kill professionals.
[as Freb and Mirror Man watch Sway feeding Toby]
The Sphinx:
If his unpleasant wounding has in some way enlightened the rest of you as to the grim finish beneath the glossy veneer of criminal life and inspired you to change your ways, then his injuries carry with it an inherent nobility, and a supreme glory. We should all be so fortunate. You say poor Toby? I say poor us.
[everyone stares in awe at Sphinx]
Tumbler:
He spoke.
Atley Jackson:
Yeah…
Memphis:
Hey man, I thought you were from Long Beach.
[Sphinx, drinking a beer, just shrugs. Laughter]
Stacker Pentecost: Today. Today… At the edge of our hope, at the end of our time, we have chosen not only to believe in ourselves, but in each other. Today there is not a man nor woman in here that shall stand alone. Not today. Today we face the monsters that are at our door and bring the fight to them! Today, we are *canceling* the apocalypse!