Can't go wrong with Jimmy Stewart. Try his speeches in It's A Wonderful Life and The Man Who Shot Liberty Valence. And of course one more vote for Mr Smith Goes To Washington. You might also find something in A Face In The Crowd.

James Earl Jones - Field of Dreams

yet another vote for the pre-battle speech in Henry V

Friday Night Lights - Billy Bob Thorton's speech to the team in the locker room during the last game. The one where he asks them if they can be perfect.

Team America: World Police: the speech Gary gives in front of the U.N. - the langauge might just be too much though.

Kilmer said, 30 minutes for the next 30 years of our lives.

I say, fuck that.

Fuck that.

Let's go out there, play the next 30 minutes for the next 30 minutes, and leave it on the field.

We have the opportunity to play like gods for the next half of football. But we can't be afraid to lose. There's no room for fear in this game.

If we go out there and half-ass it because we're scared, all we're left with is an excuse. We're always gonna wonder. But if we go out there and give it absolutely everything...

That's heroic.

Let's be heroes.

Gordon Gekko:

The point is ladies and gentlemen that greed, for lack of a better word, is good. Greed is right. Greed works. Greed clarifies, cuts through and captures the essence of the evolutionary spirit. Greed, in all of it's forms - greed for life, for money, knowledge - has marked the upward surge of mankind and greed - you mark my words - will not only save Teldar Paper but that other malfunctioning corporation called the USA. Thank you.

Bill Murray in Rushmore. "Take dead aim on the rich kids. Get them in your crosshairs, and take them down."

Thanks, everyone! All of you were a big help - there are some titles on here that I completely forgot about!

-Dave

Don't forget Paul Newman's summation from The Verdict:

"Well, you know so much of the time we’re just lost.

We say please God, tell us what is right. Tell us what is true. When there is no justice, the rich win, the poor are powerless.

We become tired of hearing people lie. And after a time we become dead. A little dead.

We think of ourselves as victims. And we become victims. We become, we become weak.

We doubt ourselves, we doubt our beliefs, we doubt our institutions. And we doubt the law.

Well today you are the law. You are the law.

Not some book. Not the lawyers.. Not a marble statue or the trappings of the court.

See. Those are just symbols of our desire to be just... They are in fact a prayer, a fervent, and a frightened prayer.

In my religion they say “Act as if you had faith.. Faith will be given to you.”.

IF. If we are to have faith in justice we need only to believe in ourselves and act with justice.

See, I believe there is justice in our hearts."

I wish I could say something classy and inspirational, but that just wouldn't be our style.

Pain heals, chicks dig scars, glory lasts forever ...

-Shane Falco

Yes, the mother of all pre-battle speeches on stage and screen. And Branagh's version is stellar.

Refresh my memory ... is that the "we few, we happy few, we band of brothers" speech? Or was it the other one ... something about Mother England, Harry and St George?

It's "We few, we happy few, we band of brothers" - the St Crispin's Day speech.

The other one is the "Once more unto the breach" speech, which was a pretty good motivator, too.

How about this one:

"Even if we play so far above our heads that our noses bleed for a week to 10 days; even if God in Heaven above points his hand at our side of the field; even if every man, woman and child joined hands together and prayed for us to win, it just wouldn't matter because all the really good-looking girls would still go out with the guys from Mohawk because they've got all the money! It just doesn't matter if we win or if we lose. It just doesn't matter! It just doesn't matter!"

-- Tripper Harrison (Bill Murray)
"Meatballs" (1979)

Edward Norton looking in the mirror, talking to his refelection in 25th Hour:

"Fuck you too.
Fuck me?
Fuck you.
Fuck you and this whole city and everyone in it.
Fuck the panhandlers grubbing for money and smiling at me behind my back.
Fuck the squeegee men dirtying up the clean winshield of my car, Get a fuckin job.
Fuck the Sihks and the Pakistanis bombing down the avenues in decrepit cabs, curry steaming out of their pores, stinkin' up my day. Terrorists in fucking training --SLOW THE FUCK DOWN!
Fuck the Chelsea Boys with their waxed chests and pumped up biceps, going down on each other in my parks and on my piers, jiggling their dicks on my Channel 35!
Fuck the Korean Grocers with their pyramids of over-priced fruit and their tulips and roses wrapped in plastic, ten years in the country still ‘no speaka English.’
Fuck the Russians in Brighton Beach. Mobster thugs sitting in cafes, sipping tea in little glasses, sugar cubes between their teeth. Wheelin' and dealin' and scheming, go back where you fucking came from.
Fuck the black Haddam in Hasidim strolling up and down 47th Street in their dirty gabardine with their dandruff, selling South African Apartide Diamonds.
Fuck the Wall Street Brokers, self-stout masters of the universe. Michael Douglas, Gordon Gecko wannabe motherfuckers figuring out new ways to rob hard working people blind.
Send those Enron assholes to jail for fucking life! You think Bush and Cheney didn't know about that shit? Give me a fucking break. Tyco, Inclone, Adelphia, Worldcom.
Fuck the Puerto Ricans, twenty to a car swelling up the welfare, world's worst fuckin' parade in the city. And don't even get me started on the Dumb-inicans, cause they make the Puerto Ricans look good.
Fuck the Benson Hearst Italians with their pomaded hair, their nylon warmup suits, their St. Anthony medallions, swinging like Jason Giambi, Louisville Slugger baseball bats, trying to audition for The Sopranos.
Fuck the Upper East Side wives with their hand made scarves, and their fifty dollar Gucci artichokes. Over-fed faces, getting pulled and lifted and stretched all taut and shiny, You're not foolin' anybody, sweetheart!
Fuck the Uptown Brothers. They never pass the ball, they don't want to play defense, they take 5 steps on every layup to the hoop, and then they wanna turn around and blame everything on the White man. Slavery ended One Hundred and Thirty Seven years ago, move the fuck on!
Fuck the corrupt cops with their anus violating plungers and their 41-shots, standing behind the Blue Wall of Silence, You betray our trust!
Fuck the priests who put their hands down some innocent child's pants. Fuck the church that protects them while delivering us to evil, and while you're at it, Fuck J.C. He got off easy, a day on the cross, a weekend in Hell, and all the halleluias of the leigoned angels for eternity. Try seven years in fuckin' Otisville, J.
Fuck Osama bin Laden, Al Quaeda, and backward-ass, cave dwelling fundamentalist assholes everywhere. On the names of innocent thousands murdered, I pray you spend the rest of eternity with your 72 whores, roasting in a Jet-Fueled fire in hell. You towel-headed Camel Jockeys can kiss my royal Irish ass!
Fuck Jacob Elinski, whining, malcontent. Fuck Francis Xavier Slaughtery, my best friend, judging me while he stares at my girlfriend's ass.
Fuck Naturelle Rivera, I gave her my trust and she stabbed me in the back, sold me up the river, fuckin' bitch.
Fuck my father, with his endless greed, standing behind that bar, sipping on club soda, selling whiskey to firemen, and cheering the Bronx Bombers.
Fuck this whole city and everyone in it. From the rowhouses in Astoria to the Penthouses on Park Avenue. From the projects in the Bronx to the lofts in Soho. From the tenaments in Alphabet City to the brownstones in park to the split-levels on Staten Island. Let an earthquake crumble it. Let the fires rage, let it burn to fuckin ash, and let the waters rise and submerge this whole rat infested place.
No....
No, Fuck you Montgomery Brogan. You had it all and you threw it away, you dumb fuck!"

I think it is pretty self explanitory. It may have been too late for Nortons character to come to this rationalization in the film, but it may cause some viewers to start pointing their accusing fingers at themselves, to stop being so self absorbed, to take responsiblity for their own actions, and to do the right thing.

The "Gipper Speech" from Knute Rockne All American.