"You talking to me? You talking to me? You talking to me?" Taxi Driver
Sling Blade
Karl: Reckon what you like to eat in there?
Frosty Cream Employee: Well, the French fries are pretty good.
Karl: French fried potaters?
Frosty Cream Employee: Yeah, French fries. They're .60 for medium and .75 for large.
Karl: 'Reckon I'll have me some of the big 'uns.
Pulp Fictionafter Marsellus was taken care of by the "gimp"
Marsellus: What now? Let me tell you what now. I'ma call a coupla hard, pipe-hittin' awesome people, who'll go to work on the homes here with a pair of pliers and a blow torch. You hear me talkin', hillbilly boy? I ain't through with you by a damn sight. I'ma get medieval on your ass.