Robert Downey Jr.Quotes

Player #1: Hey, Lutz! You know who I am?

Derek: [the football player picks up Derek by his shirt] Um, let me see. Uh, protruding supra-orbital ridges. Small cranium. Uh, 1300 cc brain. Hmmm. Neanderthal Man!

Player #1: [to Jason] You. I want you to call his mother. You tell her he's never coming home.

Jason Melon: Whoah. Hold it, hold it. You sure you even got the right guy? I mean, look how many people got blue hair these days. You know?

Player #1: Shut up, meat-head!

Thornton Melon: Hey, take it easy, will ya? I mean, the war's over. Get new parts for your head.

Player #1: Yeah? Wanna make something of it?

Thornton Melon: Oh, no, no. I never get physical. I just get upset. And when I get upset...

Thornton Melon: [points at Lou] HE gets physical.

Lou: [stepping up to the player] You got a problem?

Player #1: No. I haven't got a problem.

Lou: Well, now you do.

Tommy Larson: Well, that was absurd. Let's eat dead bird!

Dave: If that isn't evidence of genetic mutation, I don't know what is!

Judge Whittaker: [instructing the bailiff to remove Kozak from the courtroom] On second thought, Bailiff take him to custody.

Kozak: For what? Shufflin around a little DNA? Huh? Don't you morons realize I can make us all immortal? Animals don't even understand what's goin on!

Dave: Don't tell me they don't understand. Animals understand. I know different.

Dr. Kozak: [laughs; bailiff leads him out of the courtroom] This isn't over yet. We got so much in common. So, stay in touch, huh? Ooh, are we goin outside?

Larry: We've searched the whole building.

Gwen: But we're gonna keep looking.

Dr. Kozak: Really?

Larry: Yes.

Dr. Kozak: In the same place or new places? Cause if you look the same place--

Larry: I think new places.

Dr. Kozak: Oh, yeah? Tell me more.

Larry: Definitely.

Dr. Kozak: Larry?

Larry: Yes?

Dr. Kozak: Don't-don't speak. Do you understand the great white lines until you get this dog? Yes?

Gwen: Yeah.

Dr. Kozak: It's yes or no question, Larry.

Larry: You said not to speak.

Dr. Kozak: And the key to my future! So, it stands to reason that, if you don't find him, you won't have a future.

Larry: Right.

Dr. Kozak: Why are you still standing here? No sleeping, no talking! Find him!

Dr. Kozak: When I called you to make sure these people were arrested?

Dave: I understand that. If you arrest them, they'll turn into rebels with a cause on the 6 o'clock news. If you leave them there, they're just kids laying on a sidewalk.

Dr. Kozak: Good advice. Thanks for your help.

Dave: [releases hand to shake hands] You bet.

Dr. Kozak: I'm good.

Lance: Is that a snake's tail or a furry tail?

Dr. Kozak: That would be a minor side effect.

Lance: Kozak, growing a dog's tail would turn your serum into a criminal act.

Dr. Kozak: You know, you need to relax and have a good work, and Lance, we'll found a good fountain of youth. (answers his cellphone) Security, Dr. Kozak.

Lance: Kozak, how is it going in court today?

Dr. Kozak: Uh, Mr. Strictland, it goes well.

Lance: Have you unlocked the dog's secret?

Dr. Kozak: Let's not talk here. Hey, I've got something to show you that would interest you.

Dave: Dr. Kozak.

Dr. Kozak: Yes?

Dave: I'm sorry I couldn't put you on the stand.

Dr. Kozak: Apology's not accepted. You know, Ken tells me if he steps down, you're gonna be the next district attorney.

Dave: Well, that's my hope.

Dr. Kozak: Certainly. Well hopefully, justice will be served. You have my support. As well as that, Grant & Strictland.

Terry Crabtree: It's comforting to know that America's children have you for a teacher.

Grady Tripp: Nobody teaches a writer anything. You tell'em what you know. You tell'em to find their voice and stay with it. You tell the ones that have it to keep at it. You tell the ones that don't have it to keep at it too because that's the only way they're gonna get to where they're going. Of course, it does help if you know where you wanna go. Helping my students figure that out...that and Sara...that's what's made these last years worthwhile.

Terry Crabtree: Let me get this straight. Jerry Nathan owes you money, so as collateral he gives you his car.

Grady Tripp: Only I'm beginning to think that the car wasn't exactly Jerry's to give.

Terry Crabtree: Ah, so whose car was it?

Grady Tripp: My guess? Vernon Hardapple.

Terry Crabtree: The hood jumper?

Grady Tripp: He said a few things that lead me to believe that the car was his.

Terry Crabtree: Such as?

Grady Tripp: That's my car, motherfucker.

Antonia "Tony" Sloviak: Oh, that's such a beautiful Greenhouse.

Grady Tripp: It's Mrs. Gaskell's, it's her hobby.

Terry Crabtree: I thought you were Mrs. Gaskell's hobby.

Grady Tripp: Piss off, will ya Crabs? I lost a wife today.

Terry Crabtree: You'll find another one, you always do. She'll be younger, prettier; they always are.

Steve Lopez: I don't want him to love me.

David Carter: Well it looks like you might have to get over that.

Steve Lopez: It's a bad idea. "I love you Steve," turns into, "You failed me, Steve," turns into very bad things. That's my limited experience. I don't want to be on the other side of that with him. Would you? He doesn't know if I'm a ballerina, if I'm God, if I'm an airline pilot. He has no idea what he's saying.

Graham Claydon: Nothing pains God more than when we squander his blessings. You owe it to Him to care for this...

Nathaniel Ayers: I don't owe God. Mr. Steve Lopez is my god.

Steve Lopez: What?

Nathaniel Ayers: Star writer for Los Angeles. Higher power flying around with wings like an angel.

Steve Lopez: There's papers you gotta sign. They just back back from... And you should them so you know what you're signing.

Nathaniel Ayers: All right, you know, I'll just sign them Nathaniel Anthony Ayers, Jr., apartment B-116, and the B stands for Beethoven.

Nathaniel Ayers: [going to sleep] Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come, thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread. Just keep it coming. There's plenty. And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us.

Steve Lopez: [narrating] I knew only part of his story. I knew him playing the violin on a dairy crate in the morning sun, suspended somewhere between boy genius and lost traveler. Every night my friend Nathaniel tucks his instruments away and lays his head among the predators and hustlers, among the fallen drunks sprawled in the streets, as rats the size of meatloaves dart out of the drains to feed off the squalor.

Nathaniel Ayers: Lead us not into temptation. For thine is kingdom, the power and the glory, forever. Forever and ever.

Steve Lopez: [narrating] I tell him this is no place for him. He says he wants to be here. He says this is his choice. Should I take him at his word, or should I try to force him inside? Wouldn't a little arm-twisting be more humane than leaving him here on the streets in this lost colony of broken, helpless souls?

Nathaniel Ayers: I hope you sleep well, Mr. Lopez. I hope the whole world sleeps well.

Steve Lopez: Points West" by Steve Lopez. A year ago, I met a man who was down on his luck and thought I might be able to help him. I don't know that I have. Yes, my friend Mr. Ayers now sleeps inside. He has a key. He has a bed. But his mental state, and his well-being, are as precarious now as they were the day we met. These are people who tell me I've helped them. Mental health experts who say that the simple act of being someone's friend can change his brian chemistry, improve his functioning in the world. I can't speak for Mr. Ayers in that regard. Maybe our friendship has helped him. But maybe not. I can, however, speak for myself. I can tell you that by witnessing Mr. Ayers courage, his humility, his faith in the power of his art, I've learned the dignity of being loyal to something you believe in. Of holding onto it, above all else. Of believing, without question, that it will carry you home.

Steve Lopez: Every now and then, the hearts, minds, and wallets of the city's officials open simultaneously. And when that happens, every now and then, the city is a better place for it.

Steve Lopez: Mr. Ayers, I'm honored to be your friend.

Steve Lopez: I've never loved anything the way he loves music.

Steve Lopez: I don't give a smooth fart whether or not we go.

Dr. John Dolittle: [to Chee-Chee] It's okay to be scared.

Dr. John Dolittle: Well, we may not look it, right? But somehow, we just belong together.

Dr. John Dolittle: We have no choice but to embark on this perilous journey to obtain the fruit of the Eden Tree.

Wayne Gale: Wait! Don't Mickey and Mallory always leave one person alive to tell the tale?

Mallory: We are...

Mickey and Mallory: [in unison] Your camera!

Mickey: This is not about you, you egomaniac. I kinda like you. But if we let you go, we'd be just like everybody else. Killing you and what you represent is a statement.

Wayne Gale: [pleading] I thought a bond developed between us!

Mickey: No. Not really. You're scum, Wayne; you did it for ratings. You don't give a shit about us or anybody else except yourself; that's why nobody gives a shit about you. That's why "helicopters" were not "deployed".

Wayne Gale: So tell me Mickey? Any regrets? I mean, three weeks, fifty people killed... not too cool Mickey.

Mickey: Fifty-two, but I don't a lot of time with regret. That's a wasted emotion.

Wayne Gale: Seriously you must have some regret. Rack your brain.

Mickey: Well, I wish that Indian hadn't got killed.

Mallory: Bad, bad, bad, bad, bad!

Wayne Gale: [looks at some files] One of your last victims.

Mickey: Man had a rattlesnake in the corner...

Wayne Gale: You just said an instant of purity was preferable to a lifetime of lies. I don't understand. What's so pure about forty-eight dead bodies?

Mickey: You'll never understand. Me and you, Wayne, we're not even the same species. I used to be you; then I evolved. From where you're standing, you're a man. From where I'm standing, you're an ape. You're not even an ape. You're a media person. Media's like the weather, only it's man-made weather. Murder? It's pure. You're the one made it impure. You're buying and selling fear. You say "why?" I say "why bother?

Wayne Gale: So tell me. How can you look at an ordinary person, an innocent guy with kids, and then shoot him to death? I mean, how can you bring yourself to do that?

Mickey: Innocent? Who-who's innocent, Wayne? Are you innocent?

Wayne Gale: I'm innocent? Yes, I am. Of murder? Definitely.

Mickey: It's just murder. All God's creatures do it. You look in the forests and you see species killing other species, our species killing all species including the forests, and we just call it industry, not murder. But I know a lot of people who deserve to die.

Wayne Gale: Why do they deserve to die?

Mickey: I believe they got something in their past, some sin, some awful secret thing. A lot of people walking around out there already dead. They just need to be put out of their misery. That's where I come in. Fate's messenger.

Mickey: But I came to the direction I need a gun. So, the next day I started off early for work, and I'm gonna stop by a gun shop and pick up a little home protection. I walked into the place and had never seen so many guns in all my life. So, I'm looking around, then this really nice sales guy comes up to me. His name was Warren. I'll never forget his name. He was really nice. Anyway, Warren showed me all these different models of guns. Magnums, automatics, pistols, Walters. And I ask to see a shotgun. He brings me a Mossberg pump action shotgun. As soon as I held that baby in my hands, I knew what I was gonna do. It felt so good. It felt like it was a part of me. They had a mirror in the store. I looked at myself holding it, and looked so fucking good, I immediately bought it. Bought a bunch of boxes of ammo. Turned my car around, drove to Mallory's house, we took care of Mallory's parents, packed up the car, and we were off. Everybody thought I'd gone crazy. The cops, my mom, everybody. But you see, they all missed the point of the story. I wasn't crazy. But when I was holding the shotgun, it all became clear. I realized for the first time my one true calling in life.

Wayne Gale: What's that?

Mickey: Shit, man ... I'm a natural born killer.

Wayne Gale: [[w:Mike Wallace|Wallace; [w:Manuel Noriega|Noriega; [Elton John; [w:Nixon interviews|Nixon-Frost interviews] We are talking about nothing less than television history. The first sit-down interview with the most charismatic serial killer ever. This is ] and ]. This is ] confessing his bisexuality to Rolling Stone. This is the fucking ]. Time's running out, mate. What's the answer?

Mickey: I say go for it.

Wayne Gale: I have a television show, and every couple of weeks we do, you know, as part of our thing on current America we do a-a profile on a different serial killer.

Mickey: Technically mass murderer.

Wayne Gale: Whatever you want. Anyway, the episode we did on Mickey and Mallory was one of the most popular.

Mickey: [[John Wayne Gacy] Ever did one on ]?

Wayne Gale: Eh... Yeah. Yeah.

Mickey: Who got the higher rating?

Wayne Gale: You blew him away.

Mickey: [[Ted Bundy] What about that crazy motherfucker, ]?

Wayne Gale: Oh, that crazy guy? No, you- you got the larger Nielsen share. You're big. Yes, yes.

Mickey: Good.

Wayne Gale: Yes. What I want to get...

Mickey: What about Manson?

Wayne Gale: [pause] Manson beat you.

Mickey: It's pretty hard to beat the king.

Sherlock Holmes: [Final line] Case reopened.

Sherlock Holmes: [At the end of the movie, when Holmes deciphers the true motive of the crime] There's nothing more elusive than an obvious fact.

Sherlock Holmes: [To Blackwood] The devil's due a soul, I'd say.

Sherlock Holmes: My journey took me somewhat further down the rabbit-hole than I'd intended and, though I dirtied my fluffy white tail, I've emerged … enlightened.

Sherlock Holmes: [To Blackwood] What a busy afterlife you're having.

Sherlock Holmes: [Wakes up naked with Adler having cuffed him spread-eagle to the bed with a pillow over his crotch. A maid comes in, sees him and shrieks; The maid runs out in disgust] Madam, I need you to remain calm. And trust me, I'm a professional. Beneath this pillow lies the key to my release.

Sherlock Holmes: Watson, what have you done?

Sherlock Holmes: [As he and Watson are confronted by Dredger and two smaller thugs, Dredger asks him if he has any problem] Meat … or potatoes?

Sherlock Holmes: [To Irene] I was simply studying your methods … should the authorities ask me to hunt you down.

Sherlock Holmes: [In unison with Watson; [Henry V|Follow your spirit and upon this charge – Cry, God for Harry, England and Saint George!] The game is afoot. ]

Sherlock Holmes: [To Watson, about him incorrectly pronouncing Blackwood dead] This is a matter of professional integrity. No girl wants to marry a doctor who can't even tell if a man's dead or not.

Sherlock Holmes: [To Mrs. Hudson; sneers] Don't touch, everything is in its proper place, as per usual … Nanny.

Sherlock Holmes: My mind rebels at stagnation. Give me problems, give me work. The sooner the better.

Sherlock Holmes: Always nice to see you, Watson.

Sherlock Holmes: [First lines; surveying a ruffian guard; voiceover; Holmes slaps the guard in the left ear; Grabs the guard by the neck, stifling his vocal cords and silencing his scream; The guard gets punched in the gut; Punches and drags the left leg; Back in real time, Holmes uses his coat to conceal himself in the shadows, and as the guard strolls past him, Holmes leaps out, does all of the above in a matter of seconds, and steals the guard's bowler hat and lantern, before taking off down the stairs.] Head cocked to the left. Partial deafness in ear. First point of attack. Two: throat; paralyse vocal chords, stop scream. Three: got to be heavy drinker. Floating rib to the liver. Four: finally, drag in left leg, fist to patella. Summary prognosis: conscious in ninety seconds, partial efficacy: quarter of an hour at best. Full faculty recovery: unlikely.

Sherlock Holmes: [Visualizing his final fight with Moriarty; thinking; After lighting Holmes' pipe, Moriarty attacks, Holmes tries to block him, exchanging blows; Holmes starts to block and counter Moriarty's punches and punches him in the face] His advantage: My injury. My advantage: His rage Incoming assault feral... but experienced. Use his momentum to counter.

Professor James Moriarty: [Visualizing the same fight with Holmes; thinking; Moriarty takes punch from Holmes and locks his left arm while hitting Holmes' injured right shoulder; Swings Holmes into a pillar] Come now, you really think you're the only one that can play this game? Chop arm, target weakness. Follow with haymaker.

Sherlock Holmes: [Countering Moriarty's haymakers; Punches Moriarty] Ah, there we find the boxing champion of Cambridge.

Professor James Moriarty: [Blocks and catches Holmes' left arm; Blocks Holmes' right punch and jabs his injured shoulder] Competent, but predictable. Now, allow me to reply

Sherlock Holmes: [Holmes tries to kick at Moriarty's feet, he counters, and starts to overpower Holmes] Arsenal running dry, adjust strategy.

Professor James Moriarty: [Slams Holmes against a table; Twists Holmes' injured arm and shoulder] Wound taking its toll.

Sherlock Holmes: [Moriarty twists Holmes onto the railing of the balcony; Moriarty is able to hit Holmes more freely and block any desperate punches from Holmes] As I feared. Injury makes defense untenable. Prognosis: Increasingly negative

Professor James Moriarty: [Moriarty pushes Holmes over the railing, to the falls below.] Let's not waste anymore of one another's time. We both know how this ends.

Sherlock Holmes: [Smiles at Moriarty, who smiles back; thinking; As Moriarty finishes lighting his pipe, Holmes blows the embers into Moriarty's face, stunning him, allowing Holmes to grapple him and pull them both back against the railing. Just then, Watson shows up, seeing them. Holmes looks at Watson, then closes his eyes, kicking off a table and flipping both him and Moriarty over the railing.] Conclusion: Inevitable. Unless...

Sherlock Holmes: His advantage: my injury. My advantage: his rage.

Sherlock Holmes: Bishop to Bishop eight, discovered check and incidentally, mate.

Sherlock Holmes: [''to Moriarty''] Be careful what you fish for.

Sherlock Holmes: [''dancing with Sim''] Just follow my lead.

Sherlock Holmes: If we can stop him, we shall prevent the collapse of Western civilization... No pressure.

Sherlock Holmes: [''note to Watson''] Come at once if convenient. If inconvenient, come all the same.

Sherlock Holmes: [''to Watson''] Don't dance! You know what happens when you dance.

Sherlock Holmes: [''as Watson is getting ready to shoot''] Make it count!

Sherlock Holmes: [''referring to his disguise, a great false beard''] It's so overt it's covert.

Sherlock Holmes: [to Dr. Hoffmen-Stall; ''bomb explodes; coughing''] Perhaps you have heard of me. My name is Sherlock H... H... Holmes!

Sherlock Holmes: [in need of a distraction to get the crowd out of the auction house.; Everyone gasps and looks at him, mortified; the tapestry behind him promptly bursts into flames] One million pounds! Oh, and, uh, by the way, fire!

Robert Graysmith: I've been thinking.

Paul Avery: Yeah?

Robert Graysmith: Somebody should write a book.

Paul Avery: Somebody should write a fucking book, that's for sure. About what?

Robert Graysmith: About Zodiac. I've been thinking, if you put all the information together, maybe you could jog something loose. And then I thought, who better than you? I mean, you know all the players, and you have all of the files.

Paul Avery: Yeah, I lost them.

Robert Graysmith: You lost them?

Paul Avery: Or I tossed them. I don't know, I moved onto a boat.

Robert Graysmith: Paul?

Paul Avery: Yeah.

Robert Graysmith: What was that?

Paul Avery: Uh, an editorial tête-à-tête. Wanna grab a drink?

Robert Graysmith: It's ten in the morning.

Paul Avery: Late breakfast? Early lunch, or …

Robert Graysmith: Paul. Are you okay?

Paul Avery: … No. Thank you for asking.

Paul Avery: Hey Bullitt, it's been almost a year. You gonna catch this fuckin guy or not?

Dave Toschi: Go fuck yourself!

Paul Avery: Gladly.

Robert Graysmith: Everything in the letter already appears in the article.

Paul Avery: [pulls out a newspaper article] Yep. And he's done it before. Officer Richard Raditech, shot sitting in a parked car.

Robert Graysmith: Zodiac claimed he shot someone in their car.

Paul Avery: Yeah, a couple days after this article came out. Zodiac didn't do it, but he took credit for it anyway, because he's in it for the press.

Robert Graysmith: How can someone who's killed thirteen people …

Paul Avery: He claims he killed thirteen people, but which ones can we actually confirm? There's three in Vallejo, one in Berryessa, the cabbie, that's it.

Paul Avery: Bobby, you almost look disappointed.

Paul Avery: [points at Graysmith's drink, which is blue] Okay, this can no longer be ignored. What is that you're drinking?

Robert Graysmith: It's an Aqua Velva. You wouldn't make fun of it if you tried it.

Robert Graysmith: But who actually cracked the code?

Robert Graysmith: Does he think that Zodiac's gonna send another code? Cause I think Zodiac's gonna send another code.

Paul Avery: Jesus Harold Christ on rubber crutches, Bobby, what are you doing? You're doing that thing. The thing that we discussed, the thing that I don't like, starts with an L.

Robert Graysmith: Oh, looming.

Paul Avery: Yeah.

Robert Graysmith: Does anybody ever call me names?

Paul Avery: What, you mean like "retard"?

Robert Graysmith: Yeah.

Paul Avery: No.

Alpa Chino: [[w:Crocodile Dundee|Crocodile Dundee] And why am I in this movie? Maybe I just knew I had to represent. Cause they one good part in it for a black man and they gave it to ].

Kirk Lazarus: Pump your brakes, kid. That man's a national treasure.

Chino: [[w:Shrimp on the barbie|shrimp on your Barbie] I just wanted to throw another ].

Lazarus: That shit ain't funny.

Chino: [[w:Kangaroo Jack|Kangaroo Jack] I'm just fucking with you, ]. I'm sorry if a dingo ate yo baby.

Lazarus: [[w:Death of Azaria Chamberlain|Lady lost her kid] You know that's a true story? ]. You about to cross a fucking line.

Kevin Sandusky: Hey guys could we just cool it...

Chino: [Kirk slaps Alpa. Alpa tries to punch Kirk but Kirk grabs his fist and pulls him in and hugs him.] You know what, fuck that, I'm sick of this koala-hunting nigga-

Lazarus: For 400 years, that word has kept us down.

Chino: [confused] ...what the fuck!?

Lazarus: Took a whole lot of tryin, just to get up that hill, but now we up in the big leagues...

Chino: [Breaks away from Kirk; [w:The Jeffersons|The Jeffersons] That's the theme songs from ]. You really need help!

Lazarus: Just cause it's a theme song doesn't mean it's not true.

Jeff Portnoy: So, what's the plan, man? You gonna talk Vietnamese to those dudes?

Kirk Lazarus: No, no. Mandarin Chinese. What I can tell, it's what they're speaking down there.

Portnoy: How the hell do you know Chinese?

Lazarus: [[w:Gong Li|Gong Li] Land of Silk and Money with ]. Second Globe, third Oscar. I prepped for that one by working in a Beijing textile factory for eight months.

Kirk Lazarus: I know who I am! I'm a dude playing a dude, disguised as another dude! You a dude who don't know what dude he is.

Tony Stark / Iron Man: [After his tech demo at MIT showing a younger version of himself and the last time he saw his parents] Binarily augmented retro-framing, or "B.A.R.F."–God, I gotta work on that acronym. An extremely costly method of hijacking the hippocampus to clear... traumatic memories. It doesn't change the fact that they never made it to the airport, or all the things I did to avoid processing my grief. Plus, six hundred and eleven million dollars for my little therapeutic experiment? No one in their right mind would've ever funded it.

Colonel James Rhodes: [sees Trevor] This is the Mandarin?

Tony Stark: I know, right? It's embarrassing!

Tony Stark: You walked right into this one: I've dated hotter chicks than you.

Ellen Brandt: Is that all you've got? A cheap trick and a cheesy one-liner?

Stark: Sweetheart, that could be the name of my autobiography!

Tony Stark: Where are your parents?

Harley Keener: Well, my mom's at work, and my dad went out to get scratchers...I-I guess he won, because that was six years ago.

Stark: Which happens. Dads leave. No need to be a pussy about it.

Tony Stark: And so, as Christmas morning began, my journey was at its end. You start with something pure. Something exciting. Then come the mistakes, the compromises. We create our own demons. As promised, I got Pepper sorted out. Took a little tinkering. But then I thought "why stop there?" Of course there are people who say progress is dangerous, but then I bet none of those idiots ever had to live with a chest full of shrapnel. And now, neither will I. Let me tell you: that was the best sleep I'd had in years. So if I were to wrap this up tight with a bow or whatever, I guess I'd say my armor, it was never a distraction or a hobby, it was a cocoon. And now, I'm a changed man. You can take away my house, all my tricks and toys. One thing you can't take away...I am Iron Man.

Tony Stark: A famous man once said, "We create our own demons." Who said that? What does that even mean? Didn't matter. I said it cause he said it. So now, he was famous and it was basically said by two well-known guys. I don't... uhh... I'm gonna start again. Let's track this from the beginning

Tony Stark: I was out of town for a couple months, in case you didn't hear.

Christine Everhart: [[accountability] Is this what you call ]? It's a town called Gulmira. Heard of it?

Tony Stark: When were these taken?

Christine Everhart: Yesterday.

Tony Stark: I didn't approve any shipment.

Christine Everhart: [[company] Well, your ] did.

Tony Stark: Well, I'm not my company.

Obadiah Stane: Please, do you mind?

Tony Stark: Have you seen these pictures? What's going on in Gulmira?

Obadiah Stane: [[naive] Tony, Tony. You can't afford to be this ].

Tony Stark: [[business; [w:Double Dealing|double-dealing; [w:Under the table|under the table] You know what? I was naive before, when they said, "Here's the line. We don't cross it. This is how we do ]." If we're ] ]... Are we?

Lewis Strauss: [referring to Oppenheimer] A lot of scientists blame me, but how was I supposed to protect him?

Lewis Strauss: [referring to the hydrogen bomb; [President of the United States; [Russians; [Espionage|spy] If it could put us ahead again, the ] needs to know about it. And if there’s a possibility that the ] know about it from a ] at Los Alamos, then we’ve gotta get going.

Lewis Strauss: [referring to Los Alamos; [founder; [mayor; [sheriff] Robert built that damn place. He was ], ], ] all rolled into one.

Lewis Strauss: [[scientists; [Judgment|judgement] You don’t know ] like I do, counselor. They resent anyone who questions their ], especially if you’re not one of them.

Lewis Strauss: [[Genius; [wisdom] ] is no guarantee of ].

Tony Stark / Iron Man: ["Knighting" Peter Parker on the shoulders with his hand] Alright, kid. You're an Avenger now.

Tony Stark / Iron Man: [To Ebony Maw] I'm sorry, Earth is closed today! You better pack it up and get outta here!

Tony Stark / Iron Man: [To Doctor Strange] Did you seriously just say "Hitherto undreamt of"?