Julian Bashir: Miles?
Miles O’Brien: Yeah?
Julian Bashir: It works… I’ve had a vision about the future… I can see it so clearly.
Miles O’Brien: What is it?
Julian Bashir: I’m going to kill Worf… I’m going to kill Worf!… that’s what I’m going to do… I see it so clearly!
Miles O’Brien: Kill Worf.
Julian Bashir: Yeah, kill Worf.
Star Trek: Deep Space Nine, Season 6: Episode 7 – “You Are Cordially Invited”
“Goes back to what I said, doesn’t it?” said Ron, who was now shoveling mashed potato into his mouth. “She’s gone a bit funny. Lost her nerve. Women,” he said wisely to Harry, “they’re easily upset.”
“And yet,” said Hermione, coming out of her reverie, “I doubt you’d find a woman who sulked for half an hour because Madam Rosmerta didn’t laugh at their joke about the hag, the Healer, and the Mimbulus mimbletonia.”Ron scowled.
Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince – J.K. Rowling
Buffy: This means that whatever’s out there still needs a healthy, intelligent brain.
Xander: In other words, I’m safe!
Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Season 1: Episode 9 – “The Puppet Show”
Entertaining a notion, like entertaining a baby cousin or entertaining a pack of hyenas, is a dangerous thing to refuse to do. If you refuse to entertain a baby cousin, the baby cousin may get bored and entertain itself by wandering off and falling down a well. If you refuse to entertain a pack of hyenas, they may become restless and entertain themselves by devouring you. But if you refuse to entertain a notion—which is just a fancy way of saying that refuse to think about a certain idea—you have to be much braver than someone who is merely facing some bloodthirsty animals, or some parents who are upset to find their little darling at the bottom of a well, because nobody knows what an idea will do when it goes off to entertain itself, particularly if the idea comes from a sinister villain.
A Series of Unfortunate Events: The Vile Village – Lemony Snicket
Worf: These… are Ma’Stakas.
Julian Bashir: What, er… what do we do with them?
Martok: At the conclusion of the wedding ceremony, you will use them to attack Worf and Dax.
Miles O’Brien: Obviously. Don’t you know anything?
Star Trek: Deep Space Nine, Season 6: Episode 7 – “You Are Cordially Invited”
He therefore sprinted up the stairs, slowing down only when he reached the corner into the corridor, when he began to creep, very slowly, toward the very same little girl, clutching her heavy brass scales, that Hermione had so kindly helped a fortnight before. He waited until he was right behind her before bending very low and whispering, “Hello . . . you’re very pretty, aren’t you?”
Goyle gave a high-pitched scream of terror, threw the scales up into the air, and sprinted away, vanishing from sight long before the sound of scales smashing had stopped echoing around the corridor.
Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince – J.K. Rowling
Cordelia: Uhhh, what?
Giles: Oh! I’m sorry. Um, your hair, uh…
Cordelia: There’s something wrong with my hair? Ohmigod! (quickly leaves)
Giles: Xander was right. It worked like a charm.
Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Season 1: Episode 9 – “The Puppet Show”
A huge cloud of dust is not a beautiful thing to look at. Very few painters have done portraits of huge clouds of dust or included them in their landscapes or still lifes. Film directors rarely choose huge clouds of dust to play the lead roles in romantic comedies, and as far as my research has show, a huge cloud of dust has never placed higher than twenty-fifth in a beauty pageant.
A Series of Unfortunate Events: The Vile Village – Lemony Snicket
Jadzia Dax: All men are sentimental; they just cover it up with scowls and clenched jaws.
Star Trek: Deep Space Nine, Season 6: Episode 7 – “You Are Cordially Invited…”
“How d’you spell ‘belligerent’?” said Ron, shaking his quill very hard while staring at his parchment. “It can’t be B — U — M —”
“No, it isn’t,” said Hermione, pulling Ron’s essay toward her. “And ‘augury’ doesn’t begin with O — R — G either. What kind of quill are you using?”
“It’s one of Fred and George’s Spell-Check ones . . . but I think the charm must be wearing off. . . .”“Yes, it must,” said Hermione, pointing at the title of his essay, “because we were asked how we’d deal with dementors, not ‘Dugbogs,’ and I don’t remember you changing your name to ‘Roonil Wazlib’ either.”
“Ah no!” said Ron, staring horror-struck at the parchment. “Don’t say I’ll have to write the whole thing out again!”
“It’s okay, we can fix it,” said Hermione, pulling the essay toward her and taking out her wand.
“I love you, Hermione,” said Ron, sinking back in his chair, rubbing his eyes wearily.
Hermion turned faintly pink, but merely said, “Don’t let Lavender hear you saying that.”
Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince – J.K. Rowling
The Love Pirate 