Bob Stone: You're like a black Will Smith.
Joe Dixon: There are a whole bunch of Negros coming this way. And we're looking like a big ol' bucket of fried chicken.
Craig Jeffers: Jesus Christ, that's Jason Bourne.
Dr. Franks: You had an injury to your head. You got hurt, right? When you were young? Do you remember how it happened?
Jericho Stewart: Yeah. My mother told my daddy that he wasn't my daddy. So he called her a whore and throw... me out the car window.
Arthur Bishop: Tell your principal it never pays to fuck with the dead.
Sunny Soke: Well bless your heart. Cheap little fucker.
Dave Stangle: Maybe Dad'll just forget about his ultimatum.
Mike Stangle: Why would Dad forget about an old tomato?
Dave Stangle: No, his ul... his ultimatum.
Mike Stangle: Old tom...?
Dave Stangle: Ultimatum.
Mike Stangle: Are you saying "old tomato"?
Dave Stangle: Ultima-tum, like a tomb or a crypt.
Lady Hideko: Is it stupid to love someone being someone like you?
Kevin Rooney: Vinny, we started this in a basement. In a fucking basement! Now, go out there and show me how you do things. Show me how you live. Show me how you fight.
Vinny Pazienza: Want me to show you how I fight?
Kevin Rooney: Yeah. Show me who the fuck you are.
Elizabeth Bennet: Your abilities as a warrior are beyond reproach, Mr. Darcy. If only you were as good a friend.
Mad Hatter: In the gardens of memory, in the palace of dreams, that is where you and I will meet.
Alice Kingsleigh: But a dream isn't reality.
Mad Hatter: Who's to say which is which?
Gabby: I heard every word you said. You were breathing for me baby. Your heart beat for mine.
Sheriff: Who the hell are you?
Jack Reacher: The guy you didn't count on.
Clarence Goobril: Wordness to the turdness.