Fantastic Mr. Fox2009

Mr. Fox:
[yelling] YOU SCARED THE CUSS OUT OF US!!!!!!

Badger:
[growls angrily] A lot of good animals are [yelling with rage] PROBABLY GONNA DIE...BECAUSE OF YOU!!! [everyone looks shocked] [angry tone] We've been digging in circles for three days! Half the woods have been obliterated, nobody can get out, Right now my wife's huddled at the bottom of the flint-mine with no food, no water, and 27 Starving Animal Brats!

Phil:
I just want to see a little...sunshine.

Mr. Fox:
But you're nocturnal, Phil. Your eyes barely even open on a good day.

Phil:
I'm sick of your double talk! We have rights!

Beaver's Son:
We don't like you and we hate your dad. Now grab some of that mud, chew it in your mouth, and swallow it.

Ash:
I'm not gonna eat mud!

Beaver's Son:
Cuss yeah, you are! [picks up a large glob of mud and shoves it in Ash's face. Ash makes a gagging sound but does not react further]

Kristofferson:
[takes off his shoes] Don't do that.

Beaver's Son:
Why'd you take your shoes off?

Kristofferson:
[pushes Ash away] So I don't break your nose when I kick it. [proceeds to take Beaver's son out with some precision karate moves, ending with a throwdown on the ground. Beaver's son then gets up and walks away crying]

Ash:
I can fight my own fights.

Kristofferson:
[turns to Ash] No, you can't.