Professor Minerva McGonagall: [to Harry, Ron, & Hermione] Why is it, when something happens, it is always you three?
Ron Weasley: Believe me, Professor. I've been asking myself the same question for six years.

Professor Minerva McGonagall: [to Harry, Ron, & Hermione] Why is it, when something happens, it is always you three?
Ron Weasley: Believe me, Professor. I've been asking myself the same question for six years.
James Bond:
[entering Greek Confessional Booth]
Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned.
Q:
[removing priest disguise, to Bond’s surprise]
That’s putting it mildly, 007! Your signal nearly sent Whitehall into shock. Do you know, so far we have managed to locate 439 St. Cyril’s in Greece. Heaven only knows to which one Kristatos took the ATAC.
James Bond:
I know a well-informed person to contact about that, Q.
Sheriff of Nottingham: Just a minute. Robin Hood steals money from my pocket, forcing me to hurt the public, and they love him for it?
[Scribe nods]
Sheriff of Nottingham: That's it then. Cancel the kitchen scraps for lepers and orphans, no more merciful beheadings, and call off Christmas.
Harry Potter: This connection between me and Voldemort… what if the reason for it is that I am becoming more like him? I just feel so angry, all the time. What if after everything that I've been through, something's gone wrong inside me? What if I'm becoming bad?
Sirius Black: I want you to listen to me very carefully, Harry. You're not a bad person. You're a very good person, who bad things have happened to. Besides, the world isn't split into good people and Death Eaters. We've all got both light and dark inside us. What matters is the part we choose to act on. That's who we really are.
Sir Frederick Gray, Minister of Defence:
My God, what’s Bond doing?
Q:
I think he’s attempting re-entry, sir.
Ethan Hunt: [sitting in an outdoor café] So, how does it feel to be a solid citizen again?
Luther Stickell: Man, I don't know. I'm gonna miss bein' disreputable.
Ethan Hunt: Well, Luther, if it makes you feel any better, I'll always think of you that way.
Alan Parrish:
What, are you crying? You don’t cry, all right? You keep your chin up. Come on, keep your chin up. Crying never helped anybody do anything, okay? You have a problem, you face it like a man.
[Peter continues to cry and Alan realizes what he just said]
Alan Parrish:
Hey, hey, I’m sorry, okay? Twenty-six years buried in the deepest darkest jungle, and I still became my father.
Ron: [sitting bolt upright in bed] Spiders… the spiders… they want me to tap-dance. And I don't want to tap-dance!
Harry: You tell those spiders, Ron.
Ron: Yeah, tell them… I'll tell them…
[falls straight back asleep]
David Levinson:
They like to get the landmarks.
[Harry sits in front of the Mirror of Erised, gazing thoughtfully into it; he doesn't realise Albus Dumbledore is standing a few yards behind him]
Albus Dumbledore: Back again, Harry?
[Harry turns around and stands up]
Albus Dumbledore: I see that you, like so many before you, have discovered the delights of the Mirror of Erised. I trust by now you realise what it does.
[slowly approaches]
Albus Dumbledore: Let me give you a clue.
[stands opposite of Harry in front of the mirror]
Albus Dumbledore: The happiest… man on earth would look into the mirror and see only himself exactly as he is.
Harry Potter: So then, it shows us what we want. *Whatever* we want.
Albus Dumbledore: Yes, and no. It shows us nothing more or less than the deepest and most desperate desires of our hearts. Now, *you*, Harry, who have never known your family, you see them… standing beside you. But remember this, Harry: This mirror… gives us neither… knowledge… or truth. Men have wasted away in front of it, even gone mad. That is why tomorrow it will be moved to a new home. And I must ask you… not to go looking for it again. It does not do to dwell on dreams, Harry, and forget to live.