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Airplane!
[As the plane prepares to take off.]
Old lady: Nervous?
Ted Striker: Yes.
Old lady: First time?
Ted Striker: No, I've been nervous lots of times.
Ted Striker: Surely you can't be serious.
Dr. Rumack: I am serious, and don't call me Shirley.
Rumack: Captain, how soon can you land?
Clarence Oveur: I can't tell.
Rumack: You can tell me. I'm a doctor.
Clarence Oveur: No. I mean I'm just not sure.
Rumack: Well, can't you take a guess?
Clarence Oveur: Well, not for another two hours.
Rumack: You can't take a guess for another two hours?
Elaine Dickinson: You got a letter from headquarters this morning.
Ted Striker: What is it?
Elaine Dickinson: It's a big building where generals meet, but that's not important.
Pulp Fiction
Jules: What country you from!
Brett: What?
Jules: "What" ain't no country I know! Do they speak English in "What?"
Brett: What?
Jules: English-m*****f*****r-can-you-speak-it?
White Men Can't Jump
Sidney: It's hard goddamn work being this damn good!
Sidney: Just because you put a cat in the oven, doesn't make it a biscuit...
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