Groundhog Day
I am Connor MacLeod of the Clan MacLeod. I was born in 1518 in the village of Glenfinnan on the shores of Loch Shiel. And I am immortal.
Groundhog Day
I am Connor MacLeod of the Clan MacLeod. I was born in 1518 in the village of Glenfinnan on the shores of Loch Shiel. And I am immortal.
Highlander
Don’t you people ever die?
Before the sun sets on her sixteenth birthday, the princess will prick her finger on a spindle…and die!
Sleeping Beauty
I can’t believe this. They fucking forgot my birthday.
Sixteen Candles
It was this morning, moron. Of course I remember.
Morons, your bus is leaving.
Welcome to the Knight Bus, emergency transport for the stranded witch or wizard. My name is Stan Shunpike and I will be your conductor this evening.
Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban
Back off man, I’m a scientist.
Ghostbusters
We are not children here, we are scientists!
Hello, and welcome. I’m Dr. Clayton Forrester, and soon you will all bow down before me.
Kneel before Zod.
Man, why do you bow for that guy?
Although it was a hot day, she was covering her body with skins that looked as if they were made from cobwebs. She was doing strange and magical things, and it struck him that she must be one of the gods. He wondered what she was doing down here on earth. But he was glad he met her, because now he’d give the evil thing back to her and go home to his family. So he said tactfully that he didn’t need the thing, and that she could have it back. But she was very rude, and she walked away.
She’s into malakas, Dino!
Weird Science
You see, I was looking for Dr. Evil when the Fembots came out and smoke started coming out of their jomblies. So I started to work my mojo, to counter their mojo; we got cross-mojulation, and their heads started exploding.
Austin Powers: International Man of Mystery
I’m pissed off now, Jobu. Look, I go to you. I stick up for you. You don’t help me now. I say “Fuck you,” Jobu, I do it myself.
Man, who the fuck steals monkeys?
If I see or hear or smell you anywhere near my gorillas, you’ll be writing with your other hand and I’ll have a new ashtray.
Gorillas in the Mist
I’m looking for the Army of the Twelve Monkeys.
Twelve Monkeys
Frank, I never thought I’d say this again. I’m getting the pig!