Westley: Hear this now: I will always come for you.
Buttercup: But how can you be sure?
Westley: This is true love -- you think this happens every day?

Westley: I told you I would always come for you. Why didn't you wait for me?
Buttercup: Well... you were dead.
Westley: Death cannot stop true love. All it can do is delay it for a while.

Inigo Montoya: You seem a decent fellow. I hate to kill you.
Westley: You seem a decent fellow. I hate to die.

Vizzini: I can't compete with you physically, and you're no match for my brains.
Westley: You're that smart?
Vizzini: Let me put it this way. Have you ever heard of Plato, Aristotle, Socrates?
Westley: Yes.
Vizzini: Morons.

Buttercup: We'll never survive!
Westley: Nonsense! You're only saying that because no one ever has.

from Pulp Fiction:

[After a long pause in their conversation]
Mia: Don't you hate that?
Vincent: Hate what?
Mia: Uncomfortable silences.

from Chocolat:

Storyteller: Once upon a time there was a quiet little village in the French countryside - whose people believed in Tranquilité - Tranquility.

from Chocolat:

Roux: I'll be back later to get that squeak out of your door. :slurp:

Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid:

Butch: "I couldn't do that. Could you do that? Why can they do it? Who are those guys???

For anyone interested...I found a translation of the conversation in Latin from Tombstone that was posted earlier...

http://www.dacc.cc.il.us/~jeff/tombstone-latin.html

from "Chasing Amy"
Banky Edwards: All every woman really wants, be it mother, senator, nun, is some serious deep-dickin'

also
Alyssa: For you, to fuck is to penetrate. You're used to the more traditional definition -- you inside some girl you do, jackhammering away, not noticing that bored look in her eyes.
Banky Edwards: Hey, I always notice that bored look in their eyes.

aaaaand
Hooper: Archie was the bitch and Jughead was the butch. That's why he was always going around wearing that crown-looking hat...he was the king of queen Archie's world.

just one more ...
Alyssa: How bad could it have been?
Holden: Put it this way: have you ever heard a nun call an eight year-old boy a fucking cunt rag?

from "Dazed and Confused"
Clint: I only came here to do two things tonight, Newton; drink some beer and kick some ass, looks like we're almost outta beer.

and
Cynthia: I'd like to quit thinking of the present, like right now, as some minor, insignificant preamble to somethin' else.

from "Fear and Loathing in Los Vegas"
Narrator: We were somewhere around Barstow, on the edge of the desert, when the drugs began to take hold. I remember saying something like:
Raoul Duke: I feel a bit lightheaded. Maybe you should drive.
Narrator: Suddenly, there was a terrible roar all around us, and the sky was full with what looked like huge bats, all swooping and screeching and diving around the car, and a voice was screaming:
Raoul Duke: Holy Jesus! What are these goddamn animals?!
Dr. Gonzo: Did you say something?
Raoul Duke: Hm? Never mind. It's your turn to drive.
Narrator: No point in mentioning these bats, I thought. Poor bastard will see them soon enough.

Narrator: We had two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high-powered blotter acid, a saltshaker half-full of cocaine, and a whole galaxy of uppers, downers, laughers, screamers... Also, a quart of tequila, a quart of rum, a case of beer, a pint of raw ether, and two dozen amyls. Not that we needed all that for the trip, but once you get into a serious drug collection, the tendency is to push it as far as you can. The only thing that really worried me was the ether. There is nothing in the world more helpless and irresponsible and depraved than a man in the depths of an ether binge, and I knew we'd get into that rotten stuff pretty soon.

Narrator: How long could we maintain? I wondered. How long until one of us starts raving and jabbering at this boy? What will he think then? This same lonely desert was the last known home of the Manson family; will he make that grim connection when my attorney starts screaming about bats and huge manta rays coming down on the car? If so, well, we'll just have to cut his head off and bury him somewhere, 'cause it goes without saying that we can't turn him loose. He'd report us at once to some kind of outback Nazi law enforcement agency and they'll run us down like dogs. Jesus, did I say that? Or just think it? Was I talking? Did they hear me?

I've gotten started now & i don't know if i'll be able to stop ....

from "Snatch"

Bullet Tooth Tony: So, you are obviously the big dick. The men on the side of ya are your balls. There are two types of balls. There are big brave balls, and there are little mincey faggot balls.
Vinny: These are your last words, so make them a prayer.
Bullet Tooth Tony: Now, dicks have drive and clarity of vision, but they are not clever. They smell pussy and they want a piece of the action. And you thought you smelled some good old pussy, and have brought your two small mincey faggot balls along for a good old time. But you've got your parties mangled up. There's no pussy here, just a dose that'll make you wish you were born a woman. Like a prick, you are having second thoughts. You are shrinking, and your two little balls are shrinking with ya. The fact that you've got "Replica" written down the side of your gun. (withdraws his gun) And the fact that I've got "Desert Eagle point five O" written on the side of mine, should precipitate your balls into shrinking, along with your presence. Now... Fuck off!

Oh..and for some reason..I have the sudden urge to play with rubber duckies?!? ;)

lol, careful, they squeak when ya squeeze em!

Pulp Fiction

Jules: Whoa... whoa... whoa... stop right there. Eatin' a bitch out, and givin' a bitch a foot massage ain't even the same fuckin' thing.
Vincent: Not the same thing, but it's the same ballpark.
Jules: It ain't no fuckin' ballpark either. Look maybe your method of massage differs from mine, but touchin' a lady's feet, and stickin' your tongue in her holiest of holies, ain't the same fuckin ballpark, it ain't the same league, it ain't even the same fuckin' sport. Foot massages don't mean shit.

Vincent: And you know what they call a... a... a Quarter Pounder with Cheese in Paris?
Jules: They don't call it a Quarter Pounder with cheese?
Vincent: No man, they got the metric system. They wouldn't know what the fuck a Quarter Pounder is.
Jules: Then what do they call it?
Vincent: They call it a "Royale" with cheese.
Jules: A "Royale" with cheese! What do they call a Big Mac?
Vincent: A Big Mac's a Big Mac, but they call it "le Big-Mac".
Jules: "Le Big-Mac"! Ha ha ha ha! What do they call a Whopper?
Vincent: I dunno, I didn't go into Burger King.

Scary Movie 3

Orpheus: [To Cindy] I believe this night, we will find...
La'Quesha: What are you still doing here?
Orpheus: Please La'Quesha, I'm prophesizing.
La'Quesha: Oh, I'm prophesizing my foot half way up your ass!

Big Lebowski

The Dude: Fuck sympathy! I don't need your fuckin' sympathy, man, I need my fucking johnson!
Donny: What do you need that for, Dude?

From Dusk till Dawn

Seth: Did they look like psychos? Is that what they looked like? They were vampires. Psychos do not explode when sunlight hits them, I don't give a fuck how crazy they are.

Twelve Monkeys

James Cole: I am insane, and you are my insanity.

also from Twelve monkeys

Jeffery: Sorry. Sorry. I got a little agitated. The thought of escape crossed my mind, and then suddenly - suddenly - suddenly I felt like bending the fucking bars back, ripping the goddamn window frames and eating them - yes, eating them! Leaping, leaping, leaping! Colonics for everyone! All right! You dumbasses. I'm a mental patient. I'm supposed to act out!



Jeffery: There's the television. It's all right there - all right there. Look, listen, kneel, pray. Commercials! We're not productive anymore. We don't make things anymore. It's all automated. What are we for then? We're consumers. Yeah. Okay, okay. Buy a lot of stuff, you're a good citizen. But if you don't buy a lot of stuff, if you don't, what are you then, I ask you? What? Mentally *ill*.

Made

Ricky Slade: Here's 50 bucks, take this in case I get drunk and call you a bitch later.

Old School

Mitch: Please be honest with me and tell me this is the first time.
Heidi: Well, do you want me to be honest or do you want me to tell you this is the first time?

Mitch: I wasn't looking for a girl like that.
Beanie: Well, Columbus wasn't looking for America, but that turned out to be pretty okay for everyone.

Ghostbusters

Dr. Peter Venkman:All right, this chick is TOAST! Okay sticks?
Dr. Raymond Stantz, Dr. Egon Spengler, Winston Zeddemore: PULLED 'EM!
Dr. Peter Venkman: Heat 'em up!
Dr. Raymond Stantz, Dr. Egon Spengler, Winston Zeddemore: SMOKIN'!
Dr. Peter Venkman: Bang 'em hard!
Dr. Raymond Stantz, Dr. Egon Spengler, Winston Zeddemore: READY!
Dr. Peter Venkman: Let's show this prehistoric bitch how we do things downtown

Robert G. Durant: [to Darkman] I knew you'd come after me. All I had to do was dangle the right bait in front of what's left of your nose.

Terminator 3: Rise of the Machines

Terminator: It was Katherine Brewster who reprogrammed me and sent me back through the time displacement field.
John Connor: Well where was I?
Terminator: I'm not authorized to answer your questions.
Kate Brewster: Where was he?
Terminator: He was dead.
John Connor: Oh, well that sucks.

Mona Lisa Smile

Katherine Watson: Come to class or I'll fail you.
Betty Warren: If you fail me, there will be consequences.
Katherine Watson: Are you threatening me?
Betty Warren: I'm educating you.
Katherine Watson: I thought that was my job.

American President:

[Ushering Sydney out of the White House after spending her first night there.]
President Andrew Shepherd: I'm sorry about this. We'll do it better next time.
Sydney Ellen Wade: Well, I'm no expert but I think we did it pretty good this time.

President Andrew Shepherd: The symbol of your country cannot just be a flag. The symbol also has to be one of its citizens exercising his right to burn that flag in protest. Now show me that, defend that, celebrate that in your classrooms. Then you can stand up and sing about the land of the free.

Robin McCall: It's Christmas.
Lewis Rothschild: It's Christmas?
Leon Kodak: Yeah. You didn't get the memo?

Back to the Future:

George McFly: Last night, Darth Vader came down from planet Vulcan and told me that if I didn't take Lorraine out that he'd melt my brain.

Marty McFly: Why do you keep calling me Calvin?
Lorraine Baines: Calvin Klein? It's all over your underwear.

movie quotes
 

The man with the golden gun?

beverly hills cop:

Axel Foley: Don't you think I realize what's going on here, miss? Who do you think I am, huh? Don't you think I know that if I was some hotshot from out of town that pulled inside here and you guys made a reservation mistake, I'd be the first one to get a room and I'd be upstairs relaxing right now. But I'm not some hotshot from out of town, I'm a small reporter from "Rolling Stone" magazine that's in town to do an exclusive interview with Michael Jackson that's gonna be picked up by every major magazine in the country. I was gonna call the article "Michael Jackson Is Sitting On Top of the World," but now I think I might as well just call it "Michael Jackson Can Sit On Top of the World Just As Long As He Doesn't Sit in the Beverly Palm Hotel 'Cause There's No Niggers Allowed in There!"

Axel Foley: Disturbing the peace? I got thrown out of a window! What's the fuckin' charge for getting pushed out of a moving car, huh? Jaywalking?

Detective Rosewood: Wow. You know, it says here that by the time the average American is fifty, he has five pounds of undigested red meat in his bowels.
Sergeant Taggart: Why are you telling me this? What makes you think I have any interest in that at all?
Detective Rosewood: Well, you eat a lot of red meat.

Jeffery: Todd is looking for you. He is really pissed. You know what he said? He said this is your worst fuck up ever. Personally, I don't think that's true.