Fictional last words in films

"What's the problem?"

"You little tease!"

"Operator? Operator, I need the police."

"That's beautiful. Alright, now watch this!"

"You're safe now. Santa Claus... is... gone."

"Fuck this! I'm getting a beer."

"I hate you, Ricky! I hate you! [Ricky: Punish!] Uh-oh!"

"Now, I don't wanna have to hurt you. All I'm gonna do is slip these cuffs on you. And no funny stuff! I know how to use this."

"Who is this?"

"Well, hello there, big fella? How'd you like to give a little something to Santa?"

"What happened to you, man? Did you get a head transplant?"

"Is it live, or is it Memorex?"

"Gentlemen, it's been an honor playing with you tonight."

"Oh, I don't know what to do! If I stay, I'm trapped, if I leave, I'm alone! Oh, God! In! Out! In! Out! I never saw Venice! I-"

"While you're at it, ask yourself if that corpse of a slut is worth dying for."

"No, don't shoot. Please, listen to me. I'm his parole officer. He's unconscious and unarmed. So there's no need to kill him."

"Is that the best you can do, you pansies?"

"Someone should've told you: never give an Irishman a good cause for revenge."

"Good night, sweetheart."

"Promise..."

"Oh, my god!"

"Your four friends played you false. We were devilishly possessed by one who..."

"Andrew? Don't forget. Be sure and tell them...it was just...a bloody game..."

"God is Great."

"It's only the flesh wound, sir. [Major Chip Hazard: Rest easy. You've done your job.] Did...we win? [dies] [Major Chip Hazard: We will.]"

"Who: Nick Nitro"

"You open the fucking door."

"Okay, okay. Enough! Now basically there are-"

"Am I really dying?"

"Oh, hell no, dog, you didn't just do that."

"I fucked up. I fucked up."

"I'm real sorry about...about all that. Shit gets, shit gets wild and crazy, and fate just, just up and fucks you for no good reason. You know, ha, ha, it's the way of the world. Its the way its always gonna be. All right, then. Peace, bro'."

"Gimme a fuckin' shooter!"

"Well, thank God for that."

"Where'd it go?! Where is it?!"

"Eddie! It's me! Let me out! Please! Let me out! Let me out! Out!"

"[Eddie Brock: Karma is a bitch.] I don't believe in karma."

"Traitor! [Venom: Have a nice life!]"

"I wanted your friendship..."

"Losers! [Monstars: Sorry.] Choke artists! [Monstars: Sorry again.] Wait 'till I get you back on Moron Mountain. [Bupkus: OWWWWWW!] Alright, the party's over. Get in the spaceship. [Michael Jordan: Why are you taking from this guy?] [Bupkus: Because he's bigger...] [Other Monstars: He's bigger?!] [Bang: Than we used...to be.] [Monstars: Oh, wait...] What are you doing? [Bupkus: Come here.] Hey, wait! What are you doing?! Wait! Let go!"

"Wandaaaa!!!"

"You don't have the guts!"

"[Peter: Uncle Ben? Uncle Ben? Uncle Ben?] Peter. [Peter: [voice breaking] I'm here, Uncle Ben.] [weakly] Peter."

"Don't hurt me. Just give me a chance. Just give me a chance! [Peter: [angrily] What about my uncle? Did you give him a chance? Did you?! Answer me!] [Peter sees the carjacker's face, and realizes, through flashback, that the carjacker was the same guy who stole the money and killed Ben Parker.] [chuckles, and points gun at Peter's head] See ya. [Peter breaks the Carjacker's arm] [scared] No."

"Oh. [gets impales by his glider, and groans in pain and blood loss] Peter? Don't tell Harry."

"I will not die a monster."

"Can you promise me that, eh? Promise me that."

"I don't expect forgiveness from you anymore. I don't believe in miracles. How could you possibly understand that your childhood had to be sacrificed, for something greater? And not just for me, for you! Has your hand started to twitch yet, when you lie awake and feel it coming, crawling under your skin, waiting to show itself, to show you who you really are? Retroviral Hyperplasia. I never told you... that it's genetic. Our disease, the "Osborn Curse", and it began at your age. Your hand, give it to me. The greatest inheritance I can give you, isn't merely money. It's this. The sum total of my life's work. Everything I did to stay alive. Maybe you can succeed where I failed."

"Come on, kiddies, have some ice cream. [SpongeBob and Patrick scream in terror] I'll let you pet Mr. Whiskers! [the part of the tongue shaped like her cat Mr. Whiskers, who meowed. Both SpongeBob and Patrick screamed even more] [SpongeBob: Jump for it, Patrick!]"

"But wait, wait, wait!"