Rocketeer

Peevy:
Clifford, when you borrow somethin', you don't tell nobody, they call that stealing you know.

Peevy:
House? We don't got a house. We got a gazebo.

Jenny:
Everything about you is a lie.

Neville:
It wasn't lies, Jenny. It was acting.

Eddie Valentine:
I may not make an honest buck, but I'm 100% American...

Cliff Secord:
What was that line again? Oh my prince...

Jenny:
...would that you drink of my lips...

Cliff Secord:
Thanks, I don't mind if I do.

Cliff Secord:
Jenny, prepare yourself for a shock: I'm the Rocketeer.

Jenny:
The Rocke-who?

Cliff Secord:
Why don't you stick that welding torch in my ear, and call it the end of a perfect day.

Jenny:
I've finally played a scene with Neville Sinclaire.

Jenny:
Oh my God. Neville Sinclair's a...

Neville:
A what? Spy? Saboteur? Facist? All of the above.

FBI Agent Fitch:
Where's the package?

Wilmer, Wounded Robber:
Blown to hell. Why don't you go look for it?

Howard Hughes:
That son of a b*tch WILL fly!