Mal: Whatever happens, remember I love you.
Mal: Because you’re my wife.
Zoe: Right, sir. Honey.
Kid: Are you a cop?
Fletch: As far as you know. Why? Did you steal this car?
Kid: I sure did.
Fletch: Well, I’m not even sure that’s a crime anymore. There’ve been a lot of changes in the law.
Buffy: Professor Walsh? That simple little recon you sent me on wasn’t a raccoon. Turns out it was me, trapped in the sewers with a faulty weapon and two of your pet demons. If you think that’s enough to kill me, you really don’t know what a Slayer is. Trust me when I say you’re gonna find out.
Lucy van Pelt: Charlie Brown! Oh, Charlie Brown!
Charlie Brown: I can’t believe it. She must think I’m the most stupid person alive.
Lucy van Pelt: Come on, Charlie Brown. I’ll hold the ball and you kick it.
Charlie Brown: Hold it? Ha! You’ll pull it away and I’ll land flat on my back and kill myself.
Lucy van Pelt: But Charlie Brown, it’s Thanksgiving.
Charlie Brown: What’s that got to do with anything?
Lucy van Pelt: Well, one of the greatest traditions we have is the Thanksgiving Day football game. And the biggest, most important tradition of all is the kicking off of the football.
Charlie Brown: Is that right?
Lucy van Pelt: Absolutely. Come on, Charlie Brown. It’s a big honor for you.
Charlie Brown: Well, if it’s that important, a person should never turn down a big honor. Maybe I should do it. Besides, she wouldn’t try to trick me on a traditional holiday. This time I’m gonna kick that football clear to the moon!
Dowager Countess: One way or another, everyone goes down the aisle with half the story hidden.
Even a liar can be scared into telling the truth, same as an honest man can be tortured into telling a lie.