From the movie If… (1968):
Mick Travis: The thing I hate about you, Rowntree, is the way you give Coca-Cola to your scum, and your best teddy bear to Oxfam, and expect us to lick your frigid fingers for the rest of your frigid life.
Mick Travis: There’s no such thing as a wrong war. Violence and revolution are the only pure acts.
Mick Travis: [whispering] Stephans. Whatever you’re doing now… don’t.
Mick Travis: War is the last possible creative act.
From the movie One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest (1975):
McMurphy: Which one of you nuts has got any guts?
McMurphy: I must be crazy to be in a loony bin like this.
McMurphy: I’m a goddamn marvel of modern science.
McMurphy: Is that crazy enough for ya’? Want me to take a shit on the floor?
McMurphy: I’m here to cooperate with you a hundred percent. A hundred percent. I’ll be just right down the line with ya’. You watch.
McMurphy: Get out of my way son, you’re usin’ my oxygen.
From the movie A Hard Day’s Night (1964):
John: [Leaning over to the man] Give us a kiss.
Man on train: Don’t take that tone with me, young man. I fought the war for your sort.
Ringo: I bet you’re sorry you won.
Reporter: What do you call that collar?
Ringo: A collar.
John: We know how to behave! We’ve had lessons.
From the movie Dr. Strangelove: Or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb (1964):
[Turgidson advocates a further nuclear attack to prevent a Soviet response to Ripper’s attack]
General “Buck” Turgidson: Mr. President, we are rapidly approaching a moment of truth both for ourselves as human beings and for the life of our nation. Now, truth is not always a pleasant thing. But it is necessary now to make a choice, to choose between two admittedly regrettable, but nevertheless distinguishable, postwar environments: one where you got twenty million people killed, and the other where you got a hundred and fifty million people killed.
President Merkin Muffley: You’re talking about mass murder, General, not war!
General “Buck” Turgidson: Mr. President, I’m not saying we wouldn’t get our hair mussed. But I do say no more than ten to twenty million killed, tops. Uh, depending on the breaks.
President Merkin Muffley: Gentlemen, you can’t fight in here! This is the War Room.
President Merkin Muffley: You mean people could actually stay down there for a hundred years?
Dr. Strangelove: It would not be difficult, Mein Führer. Nuclear reactors could – heh, I’m sorry, Mr. President – nuclear reactors could provide power almost indefinitely.
President Merkin Muffley: I will not go down in history as the greatest mass-murderer since Adolf Hitler.
General “Buck” Turgidson: Perhaps it might be better, Mr. President, if you were more concerned with the American People than with your image in the history books.
From the movie Some Like it Hot (1959):
Joe: We won’t breathe a word!
Spats Colombo: You won’t breathe nothin’ – not even air.
Sugar: If my mother could only see me now.
Joe: I hope my mother never finds out.
Jerry: I’m engaged!
Joe: Who’s the lucky girl?
Jerry: I am!
Joe: So you got pinched in the elevator, so what? Would you rather be picking lead out of your navel?
Joe – ‘Josephine’: [to Daphne] . What are you afraid of? No-one’s asking you to have a baby!
Joe: We didn’t see anything!
Jerry: We didn’t hear anything either!