[Poe is looking out of the back of the plane at the DEA agent's car tethered to it, flapping about.]
Cameron Poe: On any other day, that might seem strange.
Eli: In all these years I've been carrying it and reading it every day, I got so caught up in keeping it safe that I forgot to live by what I learned from it.
Angelica: Treasure! There is a chest with jewels. Jewels with the power to rule the wind and tide.
Jack Sparrow: You're making that up.
Angelica: Wait! I am with child. Yours.
Jack Sparrow: I don't recall that we ever had...
Angelica: You were drunk.
Jack Sparrow: I've actually never been that drunk.
FBI: Here are your options. Door number one you go to prison for a very long time, door number two you help us get back the declaration from Ian, and you'll still go to prison for a very long time, but you'll feel good inside.
Ben Gates: Is there a door that doesn't lead to prision?
FBI: Someone's gotta go to prison, Ben.
Irene Adler: Why are you always so suspicious?
Sherlock Holmes: Should I answer chronologically or alphabetically?
Frank Drebin: Hey, Rocco. Who's the old bag? She take one in the face?
Rocco: She's my mother.
Frank Drebin: Oh. Mrs. Dillon, your son is a ruthless, sadistic, cold-blooded animal. You must be very proud of him.
Mrs. Dillon: I am.
Barney Ross: That's how we deal with death. Can't change what it is so, we keep it light until it's time to get dark... and then we get pitch black. (00:53:55)
Col. John 'Hannibal' Smith: Overkill is underrated.
Jonah Hill: Dear God, it's me, Jonah Hill... From Moneyball.
Owen Grady: Nervous flyer?
Franklin Webb: Would you ride a-a thousand pound horse that's been abused all its life?
Owen Grady: I rode my motorcycle through the jungle with a pack of raptors.
Franklin Webb: We're not compatible. (00:21:50)
Stig: Just because you put your finger in your belly button and brown shit comes out don't mean it's your asshole.
Speed: Racing hasn't changed, and it never will.
Racer X: It doesn't matter if racing never changes. What matters is if we let racing change us. Every one of us has to find a reason to do this. You don't climb into a T-180 to be a driver. You do it because you're driven.
Detective Spooner: Somehow, 'I told you so' just doesn't quite say it.
Delivery Man: Fate whispers to the warrior.
Ethan Hunt: There's a storm coming.
Delivery Man: And the warrior whispers back.
Ethan Hunt: I am the storm.
Paul Blart: Safety never takes a holiday.
Ajax: I'll shove that bat up your ass and turn you into a popsicle.
Chucky: We're friends 'til the end, remember?
Andy: This is the end, friend.