Forrest Gump: Hello… my name’s Forrest. Forrest Gump.

Lt. Dan: Gump, Have you found Jesus?
Forrest Gump: I didn’t know I was suppose to be looking for him, sir.

Forrest Gump: Stupid is what stupid does.

Forrest Gump: She got the cancer and died on a Tuesday.

Forrest: We was always taking long walks, and we was always looking for a guy named Charlie

Forrest Gump: I can’t help it; I love you Jenny.
Jenny: Forrest, you don’t know what love is.

Forrest: Momma always says there’s an awful lot you could tell about a person by their shoes. Where they’re going. Where they’ve been. I’ve worn lots of shoes. I bet if I think about it real hard I could remember my first pair of shoes.

Forrest Gump: Will you marry me?
[Jenny turns and looks at him]
Forrest Gump: I’d make a good husband, Jenny.
Jenny Curran: You would, Forrest.
Forrest Gump: …But you won’t marry me.
Jenny Curran: [sadly] … You don’t wanna marry me.
Forrest Gump: Why don’t you love me, Jenny?
[Jenny says nothing]
Forrest Gump: I’m not a smart man… but I know what love is.

Forrest: My Momma always said life was like a box of chocolates…. you never know what you’re gonna get.

Bubba: The name’s Benjamin Buford Blue, people call me Bubba.
Forrest: My name’s Forrest Gump, people call me Forrest Gump.

Forrest Gump: We go together like peas and carrots.

Lieutenant Dan Taylor: I never thanked you for saving my life.

Jenny Curran: Why are you so good to me?
Forrest Gump: You’re my girl!
Jenny Curran: [pause] I’ll always be your girl.

Jenny: Dear God, make me a bird. So I could fly far. Far far away from here.

Forrest: Mama always said, dying was a part of life.

Mrs. Gump: Did you hear what I said, Forrest? You’re the same as everybody else. You are no different.
Principal: Your boy’s… different, Mrs. Gump. Now, his I.Q. is seventy-five.

Forrest Gump: He should not be hitting you, Jenny.

Mrs. Gump: Don’t ever let anybody tell you they’re better than you, Forrest. If god intended everybody to be the same, he’d have given us all braces on our legs.
Forrest: Mama always had a way of explaining things so I could understand them.

Principal: Well, your mama sure does care about your schoolin’, son. Mmm-mmm-mmm. You don’t say much, do you?
Young Forrest: “Eee! Eee! Eee! Eee! Eee! Eee!”

Jenny Curran: You can’t keep trying to rescue me all the time.
Forrest Gump: They was trying to grab you.
Jenny Curran: A lot of people try to grab me.

Mrs. Gump: Vacation’s when you go somewhere… and you don’t ever come back.

Forrest: I’m sorry I ruined your New Year’s Eve party, Lieutenant Dan. She tasted like cigarettes.

Forrest: I ran for three years, two months, fourteen days and sixteen hours. When I was hungry, I ate. When I was tired, I slept. When I had to go, you know, I went!

Bus Driver: Are you comin’ along?
Forrest: Momma said not to be taking rides from strangers.
Bus Driver: This is the bus to school.
Forrest: I’m Forrest Gump.
Bus Driver: I’m Dorothy Harris.
Forrest: Well, now we ain’t strangers anymore.

Lieutenant Daniel Taylor: Where are you boys from in the world?
Forrest Gump, Bubba: Alabama, sir!
Lieutenant Daniel Taylor: You twins?
Forrest Gump: No, we are not relations, sir.

Young Forrest: I had never seen anything so beautiful in my life. She was like an angel.

Forrest Gump: [in the Watergate hotel; on phone with security] Yeah, sir, you might want to send a maintenance man over to that office across the way. The lights are off, and they must be looking for a fuse box, ’cause them flashlights, they keep me awake.

Billy Hitchcock: There they go, here we stay.
[as he watches the plane take off and then explode]

Carter: I’m never gonna die!

Clear Rivers: [gesturing toward artwork] Do you know what this is?
Alex Browning: This is… this is springy head guy.
Clear Rivers: It’s you Alex, and how you make me feel.
Alex Browning: I’m sorry.

Billy Hitchcock: [Wondering who is next to die] Please tell me I’m gonna get to see the Jets win the Super Bowl!

Alex Browning: I got this feeling… a weird feeling.

Clear Rivers: [to Alex] Because of you, I’m still alive.
[gives him rose]
Clear Rivers: Thank you.

Clear Rivers: This gives me a rush!
Alex Browning: What? This place?
Clear Rivers: Doing something I’m not supposed to.

Alex Browning: Ms. Lewton, I…
Val Lewton: [interupts] Don’t talk to me, you scare the Hell outta me.

Carter: Well, we made it.
Clear Rivers: Paris, I can’t believe it.
Alex Browning: I just can’t believe we got on a plane again, you know what I’m saying?

Alex Browning: What if there is a design?

Carter: You have a responsibility to tell me!

Clear Rivers: When I was a kid, like six or seven, I used to worry so much about my parents dying. Lying awake at night, just worrying.
Alex Browning: Most kids do, I guess.
Clear Rivers: Most kids never have it happen.

Clear Rivers: Almost autumn.
Alex Browning: It’s only the end of June.
Clear Rivers: Yeah, but everything’s always in transition. If you focus, even now, just one week into summer, you can almost feel autumn coming.
Clear Rivers: [turns toward Alex]
Clear Rivers: Kinda like being able to see the future.
Alex Browning: [looking at Tod in the funeral home] Is that him?
Clear Rivers: I think so. Why did they make him look like Michael Jackson?

[after Alex panics onboard]
Val Lewton: The airline’s not taking this very well. They’ll let one of us back on; the rest of us can take an 11:10 flight. It gets in three hours later, it’s all right…
Mr. Larry Murnau: I’ll stay.
Val Lewton: No – no, you know the whole French thing. Get on the plane, it’s fine. It’s fine.

Mr. Ken Browning: Live it up Alex. Ya got your whole life ahead of you.

Billy Hitchcock: [Wondering who is next to die] Please tell me I’m gonna get to see the Jets win the Super Bowl!

Billy Hitchcock: I knew I shoulda hit on Tammy in the pool that time.

Carter: What are you God now?

Alex Browning: I won’t let it happen, okay?

Tod Waggner: I never thought anything could look worse than my yearbook photo…
George: How do you think I feel having to look at you all the time?

Reporter: All two hundred and eighty seven passengers are feared dead.

Bludworth: I’ll see you soon.

Clear Rivers: It depends on which one of us is next.

Lloyd: [Harry is choking him barehanded on a picnic table in Aspen] Harry-you’re hands are freezing!

Harry: You sold my dead bird to a blind kid?

Harry: Who’s got the foot long?

Lloyd: That’s a lovely accent you have. New Jersey?
Lady at bus stop: Austria.
Lloyd: Austria! Well, then. G’day mate! Let’s put another shrimp on the barbie!
Lady at bus stop: Let’s not.

Harry: What’s her last name? I’ll look it up.
Lloyd: You know, I don’t really recall. Starts with an S! Let’s see. Swim? Swammi? Slippy? Slappy? Swenson? Swanson?
Harry: Maybe it’s on the briefcase.
Lloyd: Oh, yeah! It’s right here.
[He reads the manufacturer's name, which is Samsonite]
Lloyd: Samsonite! I was way off! I knew it started with an S, though.

Harry: Where did you get those?
Lloyd: I bought them when we filled up.
Harry: We are supposed to talk about all expenditures Lloyd; we are on a very tight budget.
Lloyd: This didn’t come out of our travel fund.
Harry: Oh.
Lloyd: Yeah, I was able to raise 25 extra bucks before we left.
Harry: Where did you get 25 extra becks?
Lloyd: I sold some stuff, to Billy in 4-C.
Harry: The blind kid?
Lloyd: Yeah, ha ha! Yeah.
Harry: What did you sell him Lloyd?
Lloyd: Stuff.
Harry: What kinda stuff?
Lloyd: I don’t know, a few baseball cards, a sack of marbles,
[cough]
Lloyd: Petey.
Harry: Petey? You sold my dead bird to a blind kid? Lloyd! Petey didn’t even have a head!
Lloyd: Harry, I took care of it…
Billy: Pretty bird, yeah, can you say pretty bird? Pretty bird, yeah pretty bird… Polly want a cracker?

Lloyd: When I met Mary, I got that old fashioned romantic feeling, where I’d do anything to bone her.
Harry: That’s a special feeling.

Mary: [after hearing on TV about the kid who bought a dead bird] Who are these sick people?

Beth: [at the gas station] Uh sir, you’re… you’re spraying everywhere…

Lloyd: [after a confrontation with Sea Bass] You really wimped out, man.
Harry: What are you talking about, wimped out? Wha… Did you s… The guy hawked on my burger!

Lloyd: I said, “Do you love me?” and she said, “No, but that’s a really nice ski mask.”

Harry: Where’s the booze?
Lloyd: I got robbed by a sweet old lady on a motorized cart. I didn’t even see it coming.
Harry: Oh, no, no.
Lloyd: Come on, Harry.
Harry: It gets worse. My parakeet, Petey.
Lloyd: Yeah?
Harry: He’s dead.
Lloyd: Oh, man, I’m sorry. What happened?
Harry: His head fell off.
Lloyd: His head fell off?
Harry: Yeah. He was pretty old.

Lloyd: I’ll bet you twenty dollars I can get you gambling before the day is out!
Harry: No!
Lloyd: I’ll give you three to one odds.
Harry: No.
Lloyd: Five to one.
Harry: No.
Lloyd: Ten to one?
Harry: You’re on!
Lloyd: I’m gonna get ya!
Harry: Nu uh!
Lloyd: I don’t know how but I’m gonna get ya.

Harry: Yesterday was one of the greatest days of my life. Mary and I went skiing, we made a snowman, she touched my leg…
Lloyd: Okay, Kill Him!

Lloyd: She actually talked to me.
Harry: Get outta here!

[checking Harry & Lloyd's apartment]
Mental: Briefcase ain’t here, they must’ve taken it with them.
J.P. Shay: Well, he’s gotta come home sometime.
Mental: Maybe we should trash the place, send them a little message.
J.P. Shay: [looks around] I don’t think he’s gonna get that message Joe, I mean, the guy’s got worms in his living room.

Beth: So I told myself. Beth you just got to run girl and oh you know what that clutz did next?
Lloyd: No and I DON’T CARE!

[after Lloyd trades the van in for a moped]
Harry: Just when I thought you couldn’t get any dumber, you go and do something like this… and totally redeem yourself!

Harry: Check out the funbags on that hosehound.
Lloyd Christmas: I’d like to eat her liver with some fava beans and a bottle of Chianti.

Lloyd: Wanna hear the most annoying sound in the world?

Harry: What’s her last name? I’ll look it up.
Lloyd: You know, I don’t really recall. Starts with an S! Let’s see. Swim? Swammi? Slippy? Slappy? Swenson? Swanson?
Harry: Maybe it’s on the briefcase.
Lloyd: Oh, yeah! It’s right here.
[He reads the manufacturer's name, which is Samsonite]
Lloyd: Samsonite! I was way off! I knew it started with an S, though.

Harry: Hi Lloyd!
Lloyd Christmas: Hi Harry!
Harry: How was your day?
Lloyd Christmas: Not bad. Fell of a jetway again.

Lloyd: Mary… I desperately want to make love to a school-boy.

Lloyd Christmas: This isn’t my real job you know.
Mary Swanson: No?
Lloyd Christmas: Nope. My friend Harry and I are saving up money for a pet store. I got worms!
Mary Swanson: I beg your pardon?
Lloyd Christmas: I got worms! That’s what we’re going to call it. We’re going to specialize in selling worm farms. You know like ant farms. What’s the matter, a little tense about the flight?
Mary Swanson: Something like that.

John Dunbar: [to his army captors who are interrogating him, in Lakota] My name is Dances with Wolves. I will not talk to you anymore. You are not worth talking to.

[talking about the white men coming]
Kicking Bird: How many?
John Dunbar: Like the stars.

John Dunbar: As I heard my Sioux name called out over and over, I know who I really was

Timmons: [after he has bent over and farted] Why don’t you put that in your book?

John Dunbar: I am Lieutenant John Jay Dunbar and this is my post.

Toughest Pawnee: Only a white man would make a fire for everyone to see.
Pawnee #1: Maybe there’s more than one.
Pawnee #2: There may be three or four.
Toughest Pawnee: I know three or four who will not be making the trip home.

Stands With a Fist: [translating for Kicking Bird] He thanks Dances with Wolves for coming.
John Dunbar: Who is Dances with Wolves?
Stands With a Fist: It is the name all the people are calling you now.

[Ten Bears shows Dunbar an old Spanish Conquistador's helmet]
Ten Bears: [in Lakota] The white men who wore this came around the time of my grandfather’s grandfather. Eventually we drove them out. Then the Mexicans came. But they do not come here any more. In my own time, the Texans. They have been like all the others. They take without asking. But I think you are right. I think they will keep coming. When I think of that, I look at this helmet. I don’t know if we are ready for these people. Our country is all that we have, and we will fight to keep it.

John Dunbar: [writing in his diary] If it wasn’t for my companion, I believe I’d be having the time of my life.

Major Fambrough: You wish to see the frontier?
John Dunbar: Yes sir, before it’s gone.

Stands With a Fist: My place is with you. I go where you go.

John Dunbar: We are trying for a baby.
Kicking Bird: No waiting?
John Dunbar: No waiting.
Kicking Bird: I was just thinking that of all the trails in this life, there are some that matter most. It is the trail of a true human being. I think you are on this trail, and it is good to see.

Sgt. Bauer: Turned injun, didn’t yeh.

John Dunbar: The strangeness of this life cannot be measured: in trying to produce my own death, I was elevated to the status of a living hero.

John Dunbar: [voice over] It seems everyday ends with a miracle here. And whatever God may be, I thank God for this day

John Dunbar: [at the celebration of the buffalo feast, noticing a big Sioux man has his Lieutenant's hat] That’s my hat… that’s my hat!
Big Warrior: [in Lakota, as all becomes quiet in the tent] I found it on the prarie. It’s mine.
Wind In His Hair: [stands up, in Lakota] The hat belongs to Lieutenant.
Big Warrior: He left it on the prarie. He didn’t want it.
Wind In His Hair: Well, you can see he wants it now. We all know it’s a soldier hat. We all know who wears it. If you want to keep it, that’s fine. But give something for it.
[the Sioux takes his knife and sheath off his belt and gives it to Dunbar]
Wind In His Hair: [in English, to Dunbar] Good… trade!

John Dunbar: They were a people so eager to laugh, so devoted to family, so dedicated to each other. The only word that comes to mind is harmony.

John Dunbar: Nothing I have been told about these people is correct. They are not thieves or beggars. They are not the bogeymen they are made out to be. On the contrary, they are polite guest and I enjoy their humor.

Stands With a Fist: He also asks if you would watch over his family while he is gone.
[pauses]
Stands With a Fist: This thing he asks of you is a great honor.
John Dunbar: Tell him I would be happy to watch over his family.

Kicking Bird: [after receiving the pipe from Dances With Wolves] How, does it smoke?

Lt. Elgin: You bash that prisoner one more time, I’ll put those shackles on *you*.

Casper: All I want’s a friend.

Kat: [after everyone has left] Not bad for my first party, huh?
Casper: Couldn’t have been better.
Dr. Harvey: It ain’t over yet. BOYS!
[Ghostly Trio appears and starts playing Casper's song]

Casper: [kisses Kat's cheek]
Kat: Mmm, Casper close the window, its cold.
Casper: [sad face] Sure Kat.

[Dr Harvey pulls at the carpet to stop him rolling down the stairs, it comes away and he rolls down the stairs in the carpet]
Stinkie: Sushi, anyone?’! California roll, comin’ up!

[Casper is trying to reason with his uncles]
Casper: But we have company.
Stretch: Oh, yeah? Well, company loves misery!
Stretch: [he turns his head into a boot and kicks Casper across the room]

Carrigan Crittenden: [stalking after Dibs, carrying a huge battle axe] Damn it, Dibs! This won’t hurt a bit! Stop bein’ such a weenie! It’s just business! COME ON!

Clint Eastwood: [the image of Clint Eastwood appears in the mirror] I’m gonna kill you… your momma… and all her bridge-playing friends.
[face Changes again, this time to Rodney Dangerfield]
Rodney Dangerfield: You think YOU got it tough? I got a facelift! And there’s one that looks just like it underneath!

Kat: I can see right through you.
Casper: Yeah, kind of happens when you haven’t got any skin.

Amelia Harvey: James, I know you have been searching for me, but there’s something you must understand. You and Kat loved me so well when I was alive that I have no unfinished business, please don’t let me be yours.

Kat: You guys are disgusting, obnoxious creeps.
Stretch, Fatso, Stinkie: Thank you.

Kat: Drop dead.
Stretch: Too Late.

Stretch: [eating breakfast with Stinkie and Fatso] Ya know what the problem is? Casper’s got no respect for us.
Fatso: After all we’ve done for the little glowworm.
Stretch: Yeah. HEY!
[he sees Casper cleaning the mess the trio made on the floor, via their breakfast]
Stretch: What the hell do ya think you’re doin’, Bulbhead? This floor used to be dirty enough to eat off of.
Casper: But we have company.
Stretch: Oh, yeah? Well, company loves misery.
[he turns into a Nike]
Stretch: BOOM!
[he kicks Casper out of the way and the whole trio laughs and cheers]

Danny: We are not enemies, but friends. We must not be enemies. Though passion may have strained we must not break our bonds of affection. The mystic chords of memory will swell when again touched, as surely they will be by the better angels of our nature.

Danny: Venice Beach didn’t always look like this. It used to be a good neighborhood. The Boardwalk’s always been a dump but when my dad moves us out here Venice was a nice quiet place to grow up. Over the years though it’s just gone to hell. The gangs are like a plague they moved west from Inglewood and South Central and basically took over.

Doris Vinyard: I’m ashamed that you came out of my body.

Derek (to Seth): I think you’ve lost weight, man. I can get my arms almost all the way around you.

Young Cop: He was a skinhead, right?

Derek Vinyard: One in every three black males is in some phase of the correctional system. Is that a coincidence or do these people have, you know, like a racial commitment to crime?

Derek: You prey on people Cam. I lost three years of my life for your phony cause but I’m onto you know you snake.

Derek Vinyard: D’you see this?
[Pulls down shirt to reveal huge swastika tattoo on his chest]
Derek Vinyard: This means “Not welcome”.

Doris Vinyard: You think you’re the only one doin’ time, Derek? You think I’m not in here with you?

Young Cop: He’s forty? Jesus.

Murray: This paper is a travesty, Bob! Arguing for Hitler as a civil rights hero?! You’ve gotta draw a line.
Sweeney: Murray… it says in your syllabus that they could do their report on any book related to the struggle for Civil Rights.
Murray: Oh come on, Bob!
Sweeney: Let me finish! He needs help… I’m not disputing that. But I read it and I’m not going to throw him out.
Murray: His brother probably put him up to it.
Sweeney: I can guarantee you his brother didn’t have anything to do with it, Murray.

Murray: Derek, what are you trying to prove?

[Inside prison laundry]
Lamont: I’m the most dangerous man in this prison. You know why? ‘Cause I control the underwear.

Derek: Bite the curb.

Cameron: Now wait a minute Danny, he’s not proud, no he’s a manipulative self-righteous Uncle Tom whose trying to make you feel guilty about writing about Adolf Hitler.

Cameron: You made the fat kid a little nervous. He thinks the joint messed with your mind.
Derek Vinyard: It did.

Red: Get busy living… or get busy dying. That’s god damn right.

Red: They send you here for life… and that’s exactly what they take.

Red: There must be a con like me in every prison in America. I’m the guy who can get it for you. Cigarettes, a bag of reefer if that’s your thing, a bottle of brandy to celebrate your kid’s high school graduation, damn near anything within reason. Yes sir, I’m a regular Sears and Roebuck.

Red: And that’s how it came to pass that on the second-to-last day of the job, the convict crew that tarred the plate factory roof in the spring of ‘49 wound up sitting in a row at ten o’clock in the morning drinking icy cold, Bohemia-style beer. courtesy of the hardest screw that ever walked a turn at Shawshank State Prison.
Guard: Drink up while it’s cold, Ladies.
Red: The colossal prick even managed to sound magnanimous.

Red: And that’s how it came to pass. That on the second to last day of the job. The convict crew that tarred the plate factory roof in the spring of ‘49 wound up sitting in a row at 10:00 in the morning drinking icy cold Bohemian style beer.

Andy Dufresne: Can you get her?
Red: It’ll take a few weeks.
Andy Dufresne: Weeks?
Red: Well yeah, Andy. I don’t have her stuffed down my pants right now, sorry to say, but relax, I’ll get her.

Red: [narrating] Prison life consists of routine, and then more routine.

Red: In 1966 Andy Dufresne escaped from Shawshank Prison. All they found of him was a muddy set of prison clothes, a bar of soap, and an old rock hammer damn near worn down to the nub. I remember thinking it would take a man 600 years to tunnel through the wall with it. Ol’ Andy did it in less than twenty.

Red: You could argue he’d done it to curry favor with the guards. Or, maybe make a few friends among us cons. Me, I think he did it just to feel normal again, if only for a short while.

Andy: It’s a little place on the Pacific Ocean. You know what the Mexicans say about the Pacific? They say it has no memory. That’s where I want to live the rest of my life. A warm place with no memory. Open up a little hotel right on the beach. Buy some worthless old boat and fix it up new. Take my guests out charter fishing…You know, in a place like that, I could use a man that knows how to get things.

Warden Samuel Norton (Bob Gunton): Lord it’s a miracle! Man up and vanished like a fart in the wind!

Red: I’d like to think that the last thing that went through his head, other than that bullet, was how the hell Andy Dufresne ever got the best of him.

Red: Andy? I guess we’re gettin’ to be friends, ain’t we?
Andy: I suppose we are.
Red: I ask a question? Why’d you do it?
Andy: I’m innocent, remember? Just like everybody else here.
Andy: What are you in for, Red?
Red: Murder. Same as you.
Andy: Innocent?
Red: The only guilty man in Shawshank.

Warden Samuel Norton: Do you enjoy working in the laundry?
Andy Dufresne: No sir, not especially.

Red: The man likes to play chess; let’s get him some rocks.

Red: I find I’m so excited I can barely sit still, or hold a thought in my head. I think it’s the excitement only a free man can feel. A free man at the start of a long journey who’s conclusion is uncertain. I hope I can make it across the border. I hope to see my friend, and shake his hand. I hope the Pacific is as blue as it has been in my dreams. I hope.

Tommy Williams: I don’t read so good.
Andy Dufresne: Well.[pause]
Andy Dufresne: You don’t read so *well*. Uh, we’ll get to that.

Jafar: Patience, Iago, patience. Gazeem was obviously less than worthy.
Iago: Oh, there’s a big surprise. That’s an incredible… I think I’m going to have a heart attack and die, from that surprise.

Genii: Thank you for chosing Magic Carpet for all your travel needs. Don’t stand till the rug has come to a complete stop. Thank you, good bye, good bye, thank you, good bye. Now, how about that, Mr. Doubting Mustafa?
Aladdin: Oh you sure fooled me. Now about my 3 wishes.
Genii: Dost my ears deceive me? 3? You are down by one, boy.
Aladdin: Ah no, I never actually wished to get out of the cave. You did that on your own.
Genii: Oh. Well I feel sheepish. Alright, you baaaaaad boy, but no more freebies.

Aladdin: You know mother, I kind of wonder why the sultan’s going through all this trouble to stop everyone from seeing what his daughter looks like.
Aladdin’s mother: Aladdin, don’t even think about it.
Aladdin: I know, I know. Death beneath the hoofs of stampeding camels, blah, blah, blah.

[The Genii and the flying carpet are playing chess.]
The Genii: So move.
[The carpet makes a move.]
The Genii: That was a good move. [a la Rodney Dangerfield] I can’t believe this; I’m losin’ to a rug!

Aladdin: Princess Jasmine, you’re very…
Genie: Wonderful! Magnificent! Glorious!… Punctual!
Aladdin: Punctual!
Princess Jasmine: Punctual?
Genie: Sorry.
Aladdin: Uh… uh… beautiful!
Genie: Nice recovery.

The Genii: Enough about you, Casanova! Talk about her! She’s smart, fun, the hair, the eyes – pick a feature!

Guard: He’s got a sword!
Razoul: You idiots, we’ve ALL got swords!

Sultan: Prince Ali Ababwa! Of course! I’m delighted to meet you.
[he shakes Aladdin's hand]
Sultan: This is my royal vizier, Jafar. He’s delighted, too.
Jafar: [*very* dryly] Ecstatic.