Here’s a bunch of my favorite ‘movie-lines’.  I love them so much that I’ve watched these movies several times, just to catch these lines!  Please embellish this post with your own favorites.  I’d love to know what your favorite movie lines are!

1) Kill Bill -Volume 2

(as he speaks, Bill is making sandwiches for BB and himself.)
Bill: You know, sweetie, Mommy’s kinda mad at Daddy.
BB: Why, Daddy? Were you being a bad daddy?
Bill: I’m afraid I was. I was a real bad daddy. Our little girl learned about life and death the other day. (to B.B.) Wanna tell Mommy about what happened to Emilio?
BB: ….I…killed him.
Bill: Emilio was her goldfish.
BB: Emilio was my ‘goldfiss’.
Bill: She came running into my room holding the fish in her hand, crying, "Daddy daddy, Emilio’s dead." And I said, "Really, that’s so sad. How did he die?" And what did you say?
BB: I stepped on him.
Bill: Actually, young lady, the words you so strategically used were, "I accidentally stepped on him." To which I queried, "Just how did your foot accidentally find its way into Emilio’s fishbowl?" And she said, "No, no, no. Emilio was on the carpet when I stepped on him." Mmm. The plot thickens. "And just how did Emilio get on the carpet?" And Mommy, you would’ve been so proud of her. Heh. She didn’t lie, she said she took Emilio out of his bowl and put him on the carpet. And what was Emilio doing on the carpet?
BB: Flapping.
Bill: And then you stomped on him.
BB: Uh-huh.
Bill: And when you lifted up your foot what was Emilio doing then?
BB: Nothing.
Bill: He stopped flapping, didn’t he? (BB nods) She told me later, that the second she lifted up her foot and saw Emilio not flapping, she knew what she had done. Is that not the perfect visual image of life and death? A fish flapping on the carpet and a fish not flapping on the carpet. So powerful that even a four-year-old with no concept of life or death knew what it meant.
(a new scene: Bill is tucking BB into bed.)
Bill: You loved Emilio, didn’t you?
BB: Uh-huh.
Bill: Well, I love Mommy too. But I did to Mommy what you did to Emilio.
BB: You stomped on Mommy?
Bill: Worse. I shot Mommy. Not pretend shooting like we were just doing. I shot her for real.
BB: Why? Did you want to see what would happen?
Bill: No, I knew what would happen to Mommy if I shot her. What I didn’t know is when I shot Mommy what would happen to me.
BB: What happened?
Bill: I was very sad. And that’s when I learned, some things, once you do, they can never be undone.

2) Forrest Gump

You know, it’s funny what a young man recollects. ‘Cause I don’t remember being born. I, I don’t recall what I got for my first Christmas and I don’t know when I went on my first outdoor picnic. But, I do remember the first time I heard the sweetest voice in the wide world.

3) Scarface

I never f*ked anybody over in my life that didn’t have it coming to ‘em. You got that? All I have in this world is my balls and my word, and I don’t break ‘em for no one. You understand?

4) V for Vendetta

Evey Hammond: Who are you?
V: Who? Who is but the form following the function of what and what I am is a man in a mask.
Evey Hammond: Well I can see that.
V: Of course you can. I’m not questioning your powers of observation I’m merely remarking upon the paradox of asking a masked man who he is.
Evey Hammond: Oh. Right.
V: But on this most auspicious of nights, permit me then, in lieu of the more commonplace sobriquet, to suggest the character of this dramatis persona.
V: VoilàIn view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin van-guarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition.
[carves V into poster on wall]
V: The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous.
[giggles]
V: Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it’s my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V.
Evey Hammond: Are you like a crazy person?
V: I am quite sure they will say so. But to whom, might I ask, am I speaking with?
Evey Hammond: I’m Evey.
V: Evey? E-V. Of course you are.
Evey Hammond: What does that mean?
V: It means that I, like God, do not play with dice and I don’t believe in coincidences.

5) Rocky Balboa

Rocky Balboa: You ain’t gonna believe this, but you used to fit right here.
[taps on the inside of his hand]
Rocky Balboa: I’d hold you up to say to your mother, "this kid’s gonna be the best kid in the world. This kid’s gonna be somebody better than anybody I ever knew." And you grew up good and wonderful. It was great just watching you, every day was like a privilige. Then the time come for you to be your own man and take on the world, and you did. But somewhere along the line, you changed. You stopped being you. You let people stick a finger in your face and tell you you’re no good. And when things got hard, you started looking for something to blame, like a big shadow. Let me tell you something you already know. The world ain’t all sunshine and rainbows. It’s a very mean and nasty place and I don’t care how tough you are it will beat you to your knees and keep you there permanently if you let it. You, me, or nobody is gonna hit as hard as life. But it ain’t about how hard ya hit. It’s about how hard you can get it and keep moving forward. How much you can take and keep moving forward. That’s how winning is done! Now if you know what you’re worth then go out and get what you’re worth. But ya gotta be willing to take the hits, and not pointing fingers saying you ain’t where you wanna be because of him, or her, or anybody! Cowards do that and that ain’t you! You’re better than that!

6) Life is Beautiful

What kind of place is this? It’s beautiful: Pigeons fly, women fall from the sky! I’m moving here!

7) Kill Bill -Volume 2

Bill: As you know, l’m quite keen on comic books. Especially the ones about superheroes. I find the whole mythology surrounding superheroes fascinating. Take my favorite superhero, Superman. Not a great comic book. Not particularly well-drawn. But the mythology… The mythology is not only great, it’s unique.
The Bride: [who still has a needle in her leg] How long does this shit take to go into effect?
Bill: About two minutes, just long enough for me to finish my point. Now, a staple of the superhero mythology is, there’s the superhero and there’s the alter ego. Batman is actually Bruce Wayne, Spider-Man is actually Peter Parker. When that character wakes up in the morning, he’s Peter Parker. He has to put on a costume to become Spider-Man. And it is in that characteristic Superman stands alone. Superman didn’t become Superman. Superman was born Superman. When Superman wakes up in the morning, he’s Superman. His alter ego is Clark Kent. His outfit with the big red "S", that’s the blanket he was wrapped in as a baby when the Kents found him. Those are his clothes. What Kent wears - the glasses, the business suit - that’s the costume. That’s the costume Superman wears to blend in with us. Clark Kent is how Superman views us. And what are the characteristics of Clark Kent. He’s weak… he’s unsure of himself… he’s a coward. Clark Kent is Superman’s critique on the whole human race. Sorta like Beatrix Kiddo and Mrs. Tommy Plimpton.


All quotes, barring #1, courtesy imdb.com.  #1, courtesy  www.whysanity.net