Dances with Wolves (1990)

John Dunbar: The strangeness of this life cannot be measured: in trying to bring about my own death, achieved the status of a living hero.

Chief Ten Bears: Let us smoke for a while.
Lt. Dunbar: With Chief Ten Bears it was always more than a while.

Soldier: Turned injun didn't yeh!

Kicking Bird: I was thinking that of all the trails in this life there is one that matters more than all the others. It is the trail of a human being. I think you are on this trail and it is good to see.

Stands With a Fist: I go where you go. My place is with you.

Lieutenant Dunbar: Dunbar, not Dumb Bear.

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Dangerous Liaisons (1988)

[repeated line]
Viscomte de Valmont: It's beyond my control.

Marquise De Merteuil: you'll find the pain is like the shame, you only feel it once.

Marquise de Merteuil: I've distilled every thing to one single principle: win or die.

Vicomte de Valmont: And it's not that I want to have you. All I want is to deserve you.

Marquise De Merteuil: Adopt a less marital tone.

Vicomte de Valmont: You see, I have no plans to break down her morals. I WANT her to believe in love and virtue and the sanctity of marriage, and still not be able to stop herself. I want the pleasure of watching her betray everything that is important to her.

Marquise De Merteuil: When I came out into society I was 15. I already knew then that the role I was condemned to, namely to keep quiet and do what I was told, gave me the perfect opportunity to listen and observe. Not to what people told me, which naturally was of no interest to me, but to whatever it was they were trying to hide. I practiced detachment. I learn how to look cheerful while under the table I stuck a fork onto the back of my hand. I became a virtuoso of deceit. I consulted the strictest moralists to learn how to appear, philosophers to find out what to think, and novelist to see what I could get away with, and in the end it all came down to one wonderfully simple principle: that happiness and vanity are incompatible.

Vicomte De Valmont: I promised her my eternal love, and I actually thought that for a couple of hours.

Marquise De Merteuil: Like most intellectuals, he's intensely stupid.

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Dave (1993)

[Singing in the shower.]
Dave: Hail to the chief / He's the one we all say "Hail" to. / We all say "Hail" / 'Cause he keeps himself so clean! / He's got the power, / That's why he's in the shower...

Bob Alexander: He's an ordinary person. I can kill an ordinary person.

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Dead Again (1991)

Pete: I've known Mike Church forever. He would never hurt her.

Franklyn Madison: This is fate we're talking about, and if fate works at all, it works because people think that THIS TIME, it isn't going to happen!

Cozy Carlisle: You take what you've learned from this life and use it in the next. That's karma.
Mike Church: I thought karma was I do something bad in this life and I'm a termite in the next.
Cozy Carlisle: Hey, if you ask me pal, you're already a termite in this life in a s***ty suit, OK?

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Dead Man Walking (1995)

Sister Helen Prejean: I want the last face you see in this world to be the face of love, so you look at me when they do this thing. I'll be the face of love for you.

State trooper: You're a nun. I gave a ticket to an IRS agent one time. I got audited the next year. I don't think I'll give you a ticket.

Sister Helen Prejean: Look at you. Death is looking down your neck, and you're playing your little male come-on games.

Matthew Poncelet: It's quiet. Only three days left. Plenty of time to read my Bible and look for a loophole.

Sister Helen Prejean: It's not faith, it's work.

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Dead Poets Society (1989)

John Keating: No matter what anybody tells you, words & ideas can change the world.

Meeks: I'll try anything once.
Dalton: Yeah, except sex.

John Keating: Now I'd like you to step forward over here. They're not that different from you, are they? Same haircuts. Full of hormones, just like you. Invincible, just like you feel. The world is their oyster. They believe they're destined for great things, just like many of you, their eyes are full of hope, just like you. Did they wait until it was too late to make from their lives even one iota of what they were capable? Because, you see gentlemen, these boys are now fertilizing daffodils. But if you listen real close, you can hear them whisper their legacy to you. Go on, lean in. Listen, you hear it? --- Carpe --- hear it? --- Carpe, carpe diem, seize the day boys, make your lives extraordinary.

John Keating: O Captain, my Captain. Who knows where that comes from? Anybody? Not a clue? It's from a poem by Walt Whitman about Mr. Abraham Lincoln. Now in this class you can either call me Mr. Keating, or if you're slightly more daring, O Captain my Captain.

John Keating: We don't read and write poetry because it's cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for. To quote from Whitman, "O me! O life!... of the questions of these recurring; of the endless trains of the faithless--of cities filled with the foolish; what good amid these, O me, O life? Answer. That you are here - that life exists, and identity; that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse." That the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be?

Keating: Sucking all the marrow out of life doesn't mean choking on the bone.

Keating: There is a time for daring and a time for caution, and a wise man knows which is called for.

Nolan: Tradition, Mr. Keating.
Keating: I thought the purpose of education was to learn to think for yourself.

Neil: This desk set wants to fly.

Neil: For the first time in my life, I know what I want to do! And for the first time, I'm going to DO IT! Whether my father wants me to or not!

John Keating: We're not laughing at you - we're laughing near you.

Daulton answering phone: Welton Academy, hello. Yes he is, hold on. Mr. Nolan, it's for you. It's God. He says we should have girls at Welton.

John Keating: Why do we need language?
Neil Perry: To communicate...
John Keating: Nooo!! To woo women!

[Quoting Henry David Thoreau.]
Neil: I went into the woods because I wanted to live deliberately. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life ... to put to rout all that was not life; and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived.

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Die Hard (1988)

[McClane's seatmate notices his nervousness.]
Businessman: Wanna know the secret to surviving air travel? After you get where you're going, take off your shoes and your socks, and you walk around on the rug barefoot and make fists with your toes.
John McClane: Fists with your toes?
Businessman: [chuckles] I know, I know, it sounds crazy. Trust me. I've been doing it for nine years.

Ellis: Hey babe, I negotiate million dollar deals for breakfast. I think I can handle this Eurotrash!

Theo: Oh my God, the quarterback is toast.

John McClane: You throw quite a party. I didn't realize they celebrated Christmas in Japan.
Takagi: Hey, we're flexible. Pearl Harbor didn't work out so we got you with tape decks.

Takagi: You want money? What kind of terrorists are you?
Hans Grueber: Who said we were terrorists?

[McClane watches fire trucks approach the building] John McClane: C'mon baby, come ta' papa, I'll kiss ya' f***in' Dalmatian!

[Stealing the dead terrorist's shoes.]
John McClane: A hundred million terrorists in the world and I gotta kill one with feet smaller than my sister.

[McClane tries to call up police]
Supervisor: Attention, whoever you are. This channel is reserved for emergency calls only...
John McClane: No f***ing s***, lady! Do I sound like I'm ordering a pizza?

[Hans' radio turns on]
Hans: I thought I told all of you, I want radio silence until further--
John McClane: Ooooh, I'm very sorry Hans. I didn't get that message. Maybe you should've put it on the bulletin board. I figured since I've waxed Tony and Marco and his friend here, I figured you and Karl and Franco might be a little lonely, so I decided to give you a call.
Hans: Eh, that's... very kind of you, considering you are a mysterious party crasher. You are most troublesome, for a security guard.
John McClane: Bzzzt! Sorry Hans, wrong guess. Would you like to go for Double Jeopardy where the scores can really change? [Indicating cigarettes in dead man's pocket] Whoa, these are very bad for you.
Hans: Who are you then?
John McClane: Just a fly in the ointment, Hans. The monkey in the wrench. The pain in the a**.

[On the radio.]
Hans: Mister Mystery Guest? Are you still there?
John McClane: Yeah, I'm still here. Unless you wanna open the front door for me.
Hans: Uh, no I'm afraid not. But you have me at a loss. You know my name but who are you? Just another American who saw too many movies as a child? Another orphan of a bankrupt culture who thinks he's John Wayne? Rambo? Marshall Dillon?
John McClane: Was always kinda' partial to Roy Rogers actually. I really dig those sequined shirts.
Hans: Do you really think you have a chance against us, Mister Cowboy?
John McClane: Yippee-ki-yay, m*****f***er!

Gruber: "When Alexander saw the breadth of his domain, he wept for there were no more worlds to conquer." The benefits of a classical education.

Dwayne T. Robinson: We don't know s***, Powell. If there's hostages in there, how come no one's come to us with ransom demands? If there's terrorists in there, where's their list of demands? All we know is that whoever shot your car up is probably the same silly sonofab**** you've been talking to on that radio.
Sgt. Al Powell: Excuse me sir! But what about the body that fell out the window?
Dwayne T. Robinson: Well who knows? Maybe some stockbroker, got depressed.

Hans Grueber: I wanted this to be professional. Efficient, adroit, cooperative, not a lot to ask. Alas, your Mr. Takagi did not see it that way, so he won't be joining us for the rest of his life.

John McClane recalls his wife's invitation: Come out to the coast, we'll get together, have a few laughs...

John McClane: Take *this* under advisement, jerkweed!

Agent Johnson: I'm Agent Johnson, this is Special Agent Johnson. No relation.

Hans Grueber: This time John Wayne does not walk off into the sunset with Grace Kelly.
John McClane: That was Gary Cooper, a**hole.

Agent Johnson: Figure we take out the terrorists. Lose twenty, twenty-five percent of the hostages.
Special Agent Johnson: I can live with that.

Holly Gennero McClane: After all your posturing, all your speeches, you're nothing but a common thief.
Hans Grueber: I am an exceptional thief, Mrs. McClane. And since I'm moving up to kidnapping, you should be more polite.

Deputy Chief of Police Dwayne T. Robinson: We're gonna need some more FBI guys I guess.

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Die Hard 2 (1990)

Carmine Lorenzo: You are in my little pond now, and I am the big fish in that pond.

John McClane: That punk pulled a Glock 7 on me! You know what that is? It's a porcelain gun made in Germany. It doesn't show up on you airport X-ray machines, and it cost more than you make here in a month.
Carmine Lorenzo: You'd be a surprised what I make in a month.
John McClane: If it was more than a dollar ninety-eight I'd be surprised.

Al Powell: What's this about?
John McClane: Oh, just a feeling I have.
Al Powell: Ouch! When you get those feelings, insurance companies start to go bankrupt.

John McClane: Hey, Carmine, let me ask you something. What sets off the metal detectors first? The lead in your a** or the s*** in your brain?

[McClane is forced to crawl through yet another ventilation system],br> John McClane: Just once, I'd like a regular, normal Christmas. A little eggnog... a f***in' Christmas tree... a little turkey. But, no! I gotta crawl around in this m*****f***in' tin can!

[McClane is showing his nervousness while riding in a helicopter]
Chopper Pilot: What's the matter, cowboy? Ride too rough?
John McClane: I don't like to fly.
Samantha Coleman: Then what are you doing here?
John McClane: I don't like to lose either.

Al Powell: You ain't pissing in somebody's pool, are you?
John McClane: Yeah, and I'm fresh out of chlorine.

John McClane: Oh man, I can't f***ing believe this. Another basement, another elevator. How can the same thing happen to the same guy twice?

Grant: You are the wrong person at the wrong place at the wrong time!
John McClane: Story of my life.

John McClane: I guess I was wrong about you. You're not such an a**hole after all.
Grant: Oh, you were right about me. I'm just your kind of a**hole.

Grant: Too bad, McClane. I kind of liked you.
John McClane: I got enough friends!

Holly McClane: They told me there were terrorists at the airport.
John McClane: Yeah, I heard that too.

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Die Hard: With a Vengeance (1995)

Simon: As I was going to St. Ives I met a man with seven wives. Each wife had seven sacks, each sack had seven cats, each cat had seven kits. Kits, cats, sacks, wives, how many were going to St. Ives?

John McClane: Look I fail you cover my a**. You fail I cover your a**!
Zeus: And if we both fail?
John McClane: Then were both f***ed!

McClane: I'll tell you what your problem is, you don't like me because you're a racist!
Zeus: What?!
McClane: You're a racist! You don't like me because I'm white!
Zeus: I don't like you because you're going to get me *killed*!

Zeus: Didn't I hear you say you didn't even like your brother?
Simon: There's a difference between not liking and not caring when some dumb Irish flatfoot throws him from a 30-story building.

John McClane: Thanks a lot, Jesus.
Zeus: Why the hell do you keep calling me Jesus? Do I look Puerto Rican to you?
John McClane: That guy back there, he called you Jesus.
Zeus: No, he didn't, he said "Hey, Zeus." My name is Zeus.
John McClane: Zeus?
Zeus: Yeah, Zeus. You know, Mount Olympus, father of Apollo, don't f*** with me or I'll shove a lightning bolt up your a**, Zeus! You got a problem with that?

Zeus: Ain't no riddle gonna solve this m*****f***er?
Simon: No, no riddle, no fancy code, nothing.

Zeus Carver: You famous in LA or something?
John McClane: Yeah, for about five minutes.
Zeus Carver: Don't tell me. Rodney King, right?

[McClane hands Zeus a gun]
John McClane: You know how to fire one of these?
Zeus Carver: No.
John McClane: No?!
Zeus Carver: Hey, all brothers don't know how to use guns, you racist m*****f***er.

McClane and Zeus are speeding through Central Park]
Zeus: Are you aiming for these people?
McClane: No. [Pauses] Well, maybe that mime.

FBI agent: Have you been followed at all during the last few days? Any suspicious phone calls? Any kind of surveillance at all? Anything?
John McClane: Well, now that you mention it, I have, sort of, been feeling this burning sensation between my toes.

Simon Peter Grueber: You just interfered with a very well laid plan.
Zeus: Well, you can stick that well laid plan in your well laid a**.

[McClane and Zeus are speeding through Central Park]
John McClane: Relax, I know what I'm doing.
Zeus: Not even God knows what you're doing, McClane.

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Dirty Harry (1971)

[After a battered crook has accused Harry of beating him]
Chief: Have you been following that man?
Harry Callahan: Yeah, I've been following him on my own time. And anybody can tell I didn't do that to him.
Chief: How?
Harry Callahan: Cause he looks too d*** good, that's how!

Harry: I know what you're thinking. Did he fire six shots or only five? Well, to tell you the truth, in all this excitement, I've kinda lost track myself. But being as this is a .44 Magnum, the most powerful handgun in the world, and would blow your head clean off, you've got to ask yourself one question: Do I feel lucky? Well, do ya punk?

[Harry is getting a dressing-down for his most recent arrest]
District Attorney Rothko: You're lucky I'm not indicting you for assault with intent to commit murder.
Harry Callahan: What?
District Attorney Rothko: Where does it say that you have the right to kick down doors, torture suspects, deny medical attention and legal counsel? Where have you been? Does Escobedo ring a bell? Miranda? Why surely you've heard of the Fourth Amendment? What I'm saying is that man had rights.
Harry Callahan: Well, I'm all broken up over that man's rights!

[Harry Callahan has to explain why he shot a man]
Harry Callahan: Well, when an adult male is chasing a female with intent to commit rape, I shoot the bastard. That's my policy.
The Mayor: Intent? How did you establish that?
Harry Callahan: When a man is chasing a woman through an alley with a butcher's knife and a hard-on, I figure he isn't out collecting for the Red Cross!

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The Dead Pool (1988)

Harry Callahan: Do you have any kids, lieutenant?
Lt. Ackerman: No.
Harry Callahan: Lucky for them.

Harry Callahan: You forgot to read your fortune cookie. It says, "You're s*** out of luck."

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Doctor Who (1996)

Grace: I finally meet the right guy, and he's from another planet.

Grace: Maybe you have selective amnesia brought on by shock.
The Doctor: Maybe. I don't remember.

The Doctor: I know who I am. [Kisses Grace.] I am the Doctor.
Grace: Good. Now, do that again.

The Doctor: I love humans. They always see patterns in things that aren't there.

The Doctor: You want dominion over the living, but all you do is kill.
The Master: Life is wasted on the living.

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Doctor Who: The Five Doctors (1983)

Doctor Who #5: A man is the sum of his memories. A Time Lord even more so.

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Donnie Brasco (1997)

FBI Technician: What's "forget about it"?
Donnie Brasco: "Forget about it" is like if you agree with someone, you know, like "Raquel Welsh is one great piece of a** forget about it". But then, if you disagree, like "A Lincoln is better than a Cadillac? Forget about it!", you know? But then, it's also like if something's the greatest thing in the world, like Mingrio's Peppers, "forget about it". But it's also like saying "Go to hell!" too. Like, you know, like "Hey Paulie, you got a one inch pecker?" and Paulie says "Forget about it!" Sometimes it just means forget about it.

Lefty: I never hear from my boss until he dies, then my whole life gets turned upside down!

Donnie Brasco: If I come out alive, this guy, Lefty, ends up dead. That's the same thing as me putting the bullet in his head myself.

Lefty: When they send for you, you go in alive, you come out dead, and it's your best friend that does it.

Lefty: How much money did you give that guy? A wise guy never pays for his drinks.

Nicky: C'mon Donnie, let's fillet this fat fuck.

Lefty Ruggiero: Thirty years I'm busting my hump. What have I got?

Lefty: I'm a spoke on a wheel. I am, and so are you.

Joe Pistone: All my life I've tried to be the good guy, the guy in the white fucking hat. And for what? For nothing. I'm not becoming like them; I am them.

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Dragnet (1987)

Friday: I don't care what undercover rock you crawled out from, there's a dress code for detectives in Robbery-Homicide. Section 3-605.10.20.22.24.26.50.70.80. It specifies: clean shirt, short hair, tie, pressed trousers, sports jacket or suit, and leather shoes, preferably with a high shine on them.

Friday: Ma'am, what is the approximate dry weight of the average Madagascan fruit tree bat?
Streebeck: You mean you don't know?

[Friday is about to eat a hot dog.]
Streebeck: Do you have any idea what falls into an industrial sausage press, including rodent hairs and bug excrement?
Friday: I hate you, Streebeck.

Streebeck: May you live as long as you want, and never want as long as you live.

Streebeck: You've got a lot of repressed feelings, don't you, Friday? Must be what keeps your hair up.

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Dragonheart(1996)

Gilbert: Never have I seen such skill.
Bowen: You must have led a sheltered life.

Draco: When there are no more dragons to slay, how will you make a living, knight?

Bowen: Don't clutter up a clever scheme with morality.

Bowen: Dreams die hard and you hold them in your hand long after they have turned to dust.

Bowen: I no longer try to change the world dragon, I just try to make my way in it.
Draco: Ah, well it's better than death I suppose.
Bowen: I would think you would welcome death. All of your friends gone; hunted wherever you go.
Draco: Do you delight in reminding me? Yes knight, I do long for death, but... fear it.
Bowen: Why? Aside from your misery, what's to lose?
Draco: My soul.

Draco: Who's the girl?
Bowen: A nuisance! Get rid of her!
Draco: Why?
Bowen: They're trying to placate you with a sacrifice!
Draco: Oh, now who ever gave them that bright idea?
Bowen: (pause) Never mind! Just get rid of her!
Draco: How?
Bowen: Eat her!
Draco: Oh, please. YUCK!
Bowen: Aren't we squeamish, you ate Sir Egglemore, hypocrite!
Draco: I merely chewed in self-defense, but I never swallowed.

King Arthur: A knight is sworn to valor. His heart knows only virtue. His blade defends the helpless. His might upholds the weak. His word speaks only truth. His wrath undoes the wicked.

[Bowen simply stares as Kara passionately implores him to help lead the rebellion.]
Kara: Well, what are you looking at?
Bowen: Myself, long ago.

Einon: Only you, Felton, could keep such a sly brain under such a bad hat!

Einon: Next time stab more flesh, less cloth.

Einon: Some men are good hunting men, some are good at hunting money. Both have value to me.

Draco: When you squeeze nobility, the peasants are the ones that feel the pinch.

Bowen: Without you Draco, where will we go, where do we turn?
Draco: To the stars Bowen, to the stars.

Einon: I've always said death was a release, not a punishment.

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The Dream Team (1989)

[Some patrons are harassing a waitress.]
Billy: You guys need to pay up and get out of here.
Drunk: Who the hell are you?
[Billy grabs the drunk by the hair and slams his face on the table.]
Billy: I'm an escaped mental patient with a history of violence.

Billy: Yeah, I got a big story for ya'; we came to town to see a ball game, and now they wanna give us the chair. I love New York. Bring your kids. Have 'em arrested. Do some time in The Big Apple.

[Jack sits nude in his room and drinks red wine.]
Jack: This is the blood of our savior, the Lord Jesus Christ. And a d***ed fine Beaujolais!

Jack: I don't want to sit next to him, he smells like tuna fish.

Billy: Ah, it's great to be young and insane!

Billy: Restaurant security. Just a minor utensil violation. Go ahead, enjoy your dinner.

Dr. Weitzman: There's about 65,000 seats up at that stadium. But I don't want you to get your hopes up, because they're all screwed down.

Jack: I am the Lord they God. Thou shalt not have strange gods before Me. Out of my way, a**hole.

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