Roland Deschain:
I do not aim with my hand. He who aims with his hand has forgotten the face of his father. I aim with my eye. I do not shoot with my hand. He who shoots with his hand has forgotten the face of his father. I shoot with my mind. I do not kill with my gun. He who kills with his gun has forgotten the face of his father. I kill with my heart.
Evelyn Abbott:
RUN!
Dr. Arliss Loveless:
Mister West! How nice of you to join us tonight and add COLOR to these monochromatic proceedings!
Capt. James West:
Well when a fella comes back from the dead, I find that an occasion to STAND UP and be counted!
Dr. Arliss Loveless:
Miss East informs me that you were expectin’ to see General McGrath here. Well, I knew him years ago, but I haven’t seen him in a COON’s age!
Capt. James West:
Well, I can see where it’d be difficult for a man of your stature to keep in touch with even HALF the people you know.
Dr. Arliss Loveless:
Well, perhaps the lovely Miss East will keep you from bein’ a SLAVE to your disappointment!
Capt. James West:
Well, you know beautiful women; they encourage you one minute, and CUT THE LEGS OUT from under you the next!
Quentin Beck: Don't ever apologize for being the smartest one in the room.
Adrian Helmsley:
The moment we stop fighting for each other, that’s the moment we lose our humanity.
Jake Lawson: [on Dutch Boy] This was my life's work, Max. You know, they said it was impossible, but we pulled it off. And it worked perfectly, without fail, day after day, year after year, so what do people do with it? Turn it into a gun.
Optimus Prime:
[Morse code]
I’m coming for you, humans…
Jake Pentecost:
Gottlieb, what does that mean? ”In theory”?
Dr. Hermann Gottlieb:
Today… it means, ”Yes!”
[last lines]
Optimus Prime:
With the All Spark gone, we cannot return life to our planet. And fate has yielded its reward: a new world to call home. We live among its people now, hiding in plain sight, but watching over them in secret, waiting, protecting. I have witnessed their capacity for courage, and though we are worlds apart, like us, there’s more to them than meets the eye. I am Optimus Prime, and I send this message to any surviving Autobots taking refuge among the stars. We are here. We are waiting.
Sir Frederick Gray, Minister of Defence:
My God, what’s Bond doing?
Q:
I think he’s attempting re-entry, sir.