Some of mines will be kinda long...but bear with me...
Movie: Pulp FictionJules:
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa... stop right there. Eatin' a @?$*# out, and givin' a %#@** a foot massage ain't even the same **$!@%' thing. Vincent:
It's not. It's the same ballpark. Jules:
Ain't no *@$!?*' ballpark neither. Now look, maybe your method of massage differs from mine, but, you know, touchin' his wife's feet, and stickin' your tongue in her Holiest of Holies, ain't the same **#$%?' ballpark, it ain't the same league, it ain't even the same *@$#?!' sport. Look, foot massages don't mean ?$%*. Vincent:
Have you ever given a foot massage? Jules:
[scoffs] Don't be tellin' me about foot massages. I'm the foot @#!*%*' master. Vincent:
Given a lot of 'em? Jules:
?%#! yeah. I got my technique down and everything, I don't be ticklin' or nothin'. Vincent:
Would you give a guy a foot massage?
[Jules gives Vincent a long look, realizing he's been set up] Jules:
#%*! you. Vincent:
You give them a lot? Jules:
*#*? you. Vincent:
You know, I'm getting kinda tired. I could use a foot massage myself. Jules:
Man, you best back off, I'm gittin' a little pissed
Movie: The Fifth Element
Leeloo: Everything you create, you use to destroy.
Korben Dallas: Yeah, we call it human nature.
Movie: The Lion King
Pumbaa: Hey, Timon, ever wonder what those sparkly dots are up there?
Timon: Pumbaa, I don't wonder; I know.
Pumbaa: Oh. What are they?
Timon: They're fireflies. Fireflies that, uh... got stuck up on that big bluish-black thing.
Pumbaa: Oh, gee. I always thought they were balls of gas burning billions of miles away.
Timon: Pumbaa, with you, everything's gas.
Alot more where that came from....but these should suffice for now.