[b]Frankly my dear, I don’t give a damn
Go ahead, Make my day
I love the smell of napalm in the morning
E.T. Phone home
Louis, I think this the beginning of a beautiful friendship
Bond, James Bond
A census taker once tried to test me. I ate his liver with some fava beans and a nice Chianti
There’s no place like home
I’m the king of the world!
I feel the need—the need for speed!
Listen to them. Children of the night. What music they make
Striker: “Surely you can’t be serious.” Rumack: “I am serious…and don’t call me Shirley.
Hasta la vista, baby
Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world, she walks into mine
Elementary, my dear Watson
Oh i’m sorry, did i break your concentration?
Mrs. Robinson, you’re trying to seduce me. Aren’t you?
Say ‘hello’ to my little friend!
Keep your friends close, but your enemies closer
Greed, for lack of a better word, is good
You had me at hello
You’ve got to ask yourself one question: ‘Do I feel lucky?’ Well, do ya, punk?
Houston, we have a problem
It’s alive! It’s alive!
I see dead people
Mama always said life was like a box of chocolates. You never know what you’re gonna get
If you build it, he will come
You’re gonna need a bigger boat
You can’t handle the truth!
I’m walking here! I’m walking here!
Show me the money!