“Beans: Go to Hell! Rattlesnake Jake: [wraps Beans in his coils and suspends her upside down] Where do you think I come from?”Tagged: Hell
“Rango: Us reptiles gotta stick together. Right, my brother? Buford: I'm an amphibian. Rango: Ain't no shame in that.”Tagged: reptiles, amphibians, Stick Together, Shame
“All right, folks; stand back, clear the area, this is a crime scene, now. Secure the parameter, dust for prints, check for fibers, scan for DNA, I want a urine sample from everyone and get me a latte. Don't mix up the two.”Tagged: orders, Direction, folks, stand back, Crime scene
“Priscilla: That's a funny-looking shirt. Rango: That's a funny-looking dress. Priscilla: You got funny-looking eyes. Rango: You got a funny-looking face!”Tagged: funny-looking, Shirt, dress, Eyes, face
“Now, remember son: stay in school, eat your veggies, burn everything but Shakespeare.”Tagged: School, veggies, burn, shakespeare
“Rango: Is this Heaven? Spirit of the West: If it were, we'd be eatin' Pop-Tarts with Kim Novak.”Tagged: Heaven, Pop-Tarts, Kim Novak
“Do you see what comes of all this running around, Mr. Bond? All this jumping and fighting, it's exhausting! Relax. You need to relax... Ah well, mother's calling. I will give her a goodbye kiss for you.”Tagged: jumping, Fighting, exhausting, Death Threat, goodbye
“Eve: [watches Bond shave] Cut-throat razor. How very traditional. James Bond: Well, I like to do some things the old-fashioned way. Eve: Sometimes the old ways are the best.”Tagged: razor, traditional, Old-Fashioned
“Chairman, Ministers, today I've repeatedly heard how irrelevant my department has become. 'Why do we need agents, the 00 section? Isn't it all rather quaint?' Well, I suppose I see a different world than you do and the truth is that what I see frightens me. I'm frightened because our enemies are no…”Tagged: Irrelevant, opaque, Quaint, obsolete
“James Bond: A gun and a radio. It's not exactly Christmas, is it? Q: Were you expecting an exploding pen? We don't really go in for that anymore.”Tagged: Gun, radio, Christmas, exploding pen