Dr. White: "Give me liberty or give me death." Patrick Henry, an American hero.
District commissioner #1: Apples and oranges.
Dr. White: In oranges and women courage is often mistaken for insanity.
Paul Rusesabagina: There will be no rescue, no intervention for us. We can only save ourselves. Many of you know influential people abroad, you must call these people. You must tell them what will happen to us... say goodbye. When you say goodbye, say it as if you are reaching through the phone and holding their hand. Let them know that if they let go of that hand, you will die. We must shame them into sending help.
Reichsführer SS Heinrich Himmler: Between us, I'd say he's had it.
SS-Gruppenführer Hermann Fegelein: Yeah? What do you expect from a teetotal, non-smoking vegetarian?
Ray: This place is full of fake tits and real assholes.
Peter Llewelyn Davies: That scepter's made of wood.
J.M. Barrie: Yes, well, we do dream on a budget here, don't we?
Ernesto Guevara de la Serna: Are you talking to the motorcycle again?
Peter Sellers: People ask me why do I keep compromising my artistic integrity by walking in front of Blake's cameras. And you know what I tell them? Money.
Ramón Sampedro: When you can't escape, and you constantly rely on everyone else, you learn to cry by smiling, you know?
Linda Porter: This is something new. To be inconsiderate, to ignore your obligations.
Hephaistion: The king lives! Alexander, son of Phillip! May the gods bless Alexander! Alexander is king.
Ava Gardner: You listened to my phone calls?
Howard Hughes: No! No! No! Honey I would never do that! I'd never do that! I... I just read the transcripts, that's all.
Clyde Martin: Sex is a risky game, because if you're not careful, it will cut you wide open.
Dudley Moore: Why do you constantly belittle me?
Peter Cook: Dudley, I don't think it's possible to belittle a club-footed dwarf whose only talent is to play Chopsticks in the style of Debussy.
Ray Charles: You told me to find my own voice.
Bobby Darin: You're gonna be easy to love.
Amedeo Modigliani: Tell me, Pablo, how do you make love to a cube?