Highlander

Connor MacLeod: "I've been alive for four and a half centuries, and I cannot die."
Brenda: "Well, everyone has got their problems."

Heather: "You can do that to me forever if you like, my Lord."
Connor MacLeod: "Aye! I will."

Connor MacLeod: "What is it?"
Sunda Kastagir: "Boom-boom. A big strong man like you shouldn't be afraid of a little boom-boom. Or maybe you think I'm trying to poison you."
Connor MacLeod: "I think you're crazy, Kastagir."

"I am Juan Sánchez Villalobos Ramírez, Chief metallurgist to King Charles V of Spain. And I'm at your service."

"You have the manners of a goat and you smell like a dung-heap. And you've no knowledge whatsoever of your potential. Now, get out!"

Connor MacLeod: "Wanna hear another theory?"
Lieutenant Frank Moran: "Uh-huh."
Connor MacLeod: "This Fasil was so upset about the lousy wrestling tonight, that he went down to the garage and in a fit of depression cut off his own head!"

"You must leave her, brother. I was born 2,437 years ago. In that time I've had three wives. The last was Shakiko, a Japanese Princess... When Shakiko died I was shattered. I would save you that pain. Please, let Heather go."

"Whatever you say, Jack. You are the master race."