“Return… the wax lighting device… to its socket.”
Apply the car wax, remove the car wax.
Private Pyle! Your performance in negotiating these obstacles is not up to the standards of the United States Marine Corp and you will not pass basic training unless you improve!
You would find the truth devastatingly uncomfortable!
Hand the baby over to me you Hades-bred Phacochoerus africanus!
Each of you has crossed the bounds of courtroom etiquette!
It may interest you to know that meaning you seem to intend can not be derived from the word you are continually using.
I accept no responsibility for our inability to evade our pursuers as I was informed by my maintenance crew that they had repaired the hyperdrive.
“Did you order the Code Red?”
“Yep.”
Let’s head 'em off at the impasse.
As you are a child with no medical training, I do not agree with your ‘diagnosis’ that I am suffering from cancer.
All people have their flaws.
There is still more for you to see.
Despite recent setbacks, I may hope for better things in the near future.
Tell our officers to gather those who have fallen under suspicion in the past for further interrogation as to this crime.
Anybody not wearing the most powerful sunblock in existence is not likely to enjoy their day.
Delay a short time, delay a short time I beseech thee, for anon you will be so surprised and pleased regarding the auditory offering that it will make the preceding seem as naught.
I may be a deity of some kind, but I do not believe I am the single deity worshipped by the world’s major monotheistic religions.
I am a famous person who is having a personal crisis and thus deserve special consideration.
Customarily, I offer a toast to the global absence of war.
Are you presently offering pancakes for sale?
Despite knowing this town very well indeed, I am not yet prepared to buy a house here.
Step away from the young girl, you female alien.
“DANNY! DANNY BOY!!”
“Right here, Dad.”
“‘Surprised’, Eddy? I couldn’t be more surprised if I was at, like, a birthday party or something.”
“You’ve got mail!” ::delete::
I remember that sled I had as a kid.
“E.T. text home.”
“Who you gonna call? Someone who can fix your problem!”
There’s a bunch of dangerous bunnies moving in this direction.
“On the St Louis team, the guy who plays first base has the nickname Who, the guy who plays second base has the nickname What, and the guy who plays third base has the nickname I Don’t Know.”
“Those are certainly unusual nicknames that are likely to cause confusion.”
I see corpses.
Rocky: “You know, I been thinkin’ . . . if you don’t want me mixing with Creed no more, we’ll make up some other kinda way, you know?”
Adrian: “There’s one thing I want you to do for me.”
Rocky: “What?”
Adrian: “C’mere.”
Rocky: “What?”
Adrian: “I want Creed to lose on points, quit, get counted out, or be disqualified.”
<beat>
Adrian: “I want Creed to lose on points, quit, get counted out, or be disqualified.”
Dr. Everett Scott: Janet!
Janet: Dr. Scott!
Brad: Janet!
Janet: Brad!
Frank: Rocky!
[Rocky grunts]
Dr. Everett Scott: Janet!
Janet: Dr. Scott!
Brad: Janet!
Janet: Brad!
Frank: Rocky!
[Rocky grunts]