Prologue: A gun, like any other source of power, is a force for either good or evil, being neither in itself, but dependent upon those who possess it.
Mrs. Kathleen York: Aren't you gonna kiss me goodbye?
Lt. Col. Kirby York: I never want to kiss you goodbye, Kathleen.
Lola Manners: You never know when a girl might need a bullet.
Man on street: Hey Noah, what are you doing with that Ark?
Frank Gilbreth: Collecting animals like the good Lord told me brother. All we need now is a jackass. Hop in.
Jaq: Lucify. That's him. Meany, sneaky. Jump at you. Bite at you.
Joe Gillis: You're Norma Desmond. You used to be in silent pictures. You used to be big.
Norma Desmond: I am big! It's the pictures that got small.
Oscar 'Grizzly' Winters: Don't ever sneak into a camp like that, neighbor! Not up here in the Gold Country where a feller usually shoots first and buries his mistakes.
Dr. Swanson: Well, he won't get very far, that's for sure. He hasn't got enough blood left in him to keep a chicken alive.
Allan Quatermain: ...in the end you begin to accept it all... you watch things hunting and being hunted, reproducing, killing and dying, it's all endless and pointless, except in the end one small pattern emerges from it all, the only certainty: one is born, one lives for a time then one dies, that is all.
Sylvester: First, I am happy, for I am to marry the fair Melissa. Then, I am furious, because I despise the Scarlet P-P-Pumpernickel.
Long John Silver: And this'll be young Master Hawkins, I'll be bound. Hawkins - 'tis a proper seafaring name, too.
Elwood P. Dowd: So far, I haven't been able to think of any place I'd rather be. I always have a wonderful time - wherever I am, whomever I'm with. I'm having a fine time, right here.
Bugs Bunny: And just who might you be?
Punkinhead Martin: I might be Teddy Rooseyvelt, but I ain't! I saw what you did to my brother.
Margo: Peace and quiet is for libraries.
Bugs Bunny: Action, he says. Action he shall get.
Adam Dunne: Harry is an artist without an art.
Mary Bristol: What does that mean?
Adam Dunne: Well, that is something that could make a man very unhappy, Mary, groping for the right level, the means with which to express himself.
Mary Bristol: Yes, he is that. Is not he? I like that, Adam. It is a very nice thought.
Adam Dunne: Yes, but it can be dangerous.
Sonia Kovac: No woman who wants something is a lady. If she is, she doesn't get it.
Priest: It's horrifying. If men don't trust each other, this earth might as well be hell.
Commoner: That's right. The world's a kind of hell.
Priest: No! I believe in men. I don't want this place to be hell.
Commoner: Shouting doesn't help. Think about it. Out of these three, whose story is believable?
Woodcutter: No idea.
Commoner: In the end, you cannot understand the things men do.
Kay Miniver: Death can be easy. It's living that's difficult.