Sassy movie quotes and comebacks

Aren’t you a little short for a stormtrooper?

I asked this Northern woman, “Where are ya’ll from?” And she said, “I’m from a place where we don’t end our sentences with prepositions.” So I said, “Okay, where are ya’ll from, bitch?”

Did I mention that my leg is 44 inches from hip to toe, so basically we’re talking about 88 inches of therapy wrapped around you for the bargain price of three thousand dollars.

I was in here yesterday. You wouldn’t wait on me. You work on commission right? Big mistake. Big. Huge! I have to go shopping now.

Do you prefer "fashion victim" or "ensembly challenged"?

What bothers you more stepmother? That I am common? Or that I am competition?

I have a head for business and a bod for sin. Is there anything wrong with that?

Let me correct you on a few things. Aristotle was not Belgian. The central message of Buddhism is not “Every Man for Himself”. And the London Underground is not a political movement. Those are all mistakes, Otto. I looked ’em up.

I'm not hotfooting it after Jose, if that's what you think. Oh no. As far as I'm concerned he's the future president of nowhere.

It should take you exactly four seconds to cross from here to that door. I’ll give you two.

Governor Tarkin, I should've expected to find you holding Vader's leash. I recognized your foul stench when I was brought on board.

He's a real gentleman, I bet he takes the dishes out of the sink before he pees in it.

How appropriate, you fight like a cow!

Oh for goodness sakes, get down off that crucifix, someone needs the wood!

I'm Addison DeWitt. I'm nobody's fool, least of all yours.

I’ve named this Thanksgiving. I’m calling it “The Thanksgiving of Mom’s Disapproval.” Included on the two-record set are the hit songs “Why Aren’t You Married?” and “Sports Is No Place For An Educated Woman,” and “Didn’t Anyone Ever Tell You How To Cook A Turkey?”

You know, I’m a voter. Aren’t you supposed to lie to me and kiss my butt?

You don’t frighten us, English pig dogs! Go and boil your bottoms, you sons of a silly person! I blow my nose at you, so-called “Arthur King,” you and all your silly English K-n-i-g-g-i-t-s.

Excuse me. Naked male insecurity really leaves me cold.

You have the right to remain BURNED!

Oh come on Alan, you don't want to quit me, I'm your dream client. I'm rich, I'm the most fun and I'm always in trouble.

We’re not gonna die. We can’t die, Bendis. You know why? Because we are so very pretty. We are just too pretty for God to let us die.

I'll admit I may have seen better days...but I'm still not to be had for the price of a cocktail, like a salted peanut.

Here's to the husbands who won you, the losers who lost you, and the lucky bastards who've yet to meet you.