Cyrus wanted a woman to take care of Adam. He needed someone to keep house and cook, and a servant cost money. He was a vigorous man and needed the body of a woman, and that too cost money- unless you were married to it. Within two weeks Cyrus had wo...
White House Man: We have to control the intelligence from Saigon. Lyndon B. Johnson: Well don't let McNamara start sticking his damn nose in this thing! Every time he goes over to Saigon on some fuckin' fact-finding mission, he comes back and just sc...
The Writer: At the beginning of the school year, Vern had buried a quart jar of pennies underneath his house. He drew a treasure map so he could find them again. A week later, his mom cleaned out his room and threw away the map. Vern had been trying ...
Bernard: Otho, I didn't realize you were into the supernatural. Otho: Well, of course! You remember, after my stint with the Living Theatre. I was one of New York City's leading paranormal researchers, until the bottom dropped out in '72. Beryl: [cyn...
[about his wife] Frank Alexander: She was very badly raped, you see! We were assaulted by a gang of vicious, young, hoodlums in this house! In this very room you are sitting in now! I was left a helpless cripple, but for her the agony was too great! ...
Mr. White: Hello? James Bond: Mr. White? We need to talk. Mr. White: Who is this? [a shot rings out. White's leg is shattered. He drops to the ground in obvious pain and drags himself toward the house. He is stopped at the steps by the feet of a man ...
Mr. Parker: You filty sicken hook-aid! Oh, smelly wok buster! Grout shell fratten house stickle fifer! You bladder puss nut grafter! Dorton hoper... Ralphie as Adult: What happened next was a family controversy for years. Mr. Parker: You wart mundane...
Donnie: I was in jail once. I mean I accidentally burned down this house. It was abandoned, but still, I got held back in school and I can't drive until I'm 21. But I'm over all of that. I... I... I'm painting and stuff. Writing. I want to be a write...
[Roberta Sparrow finds her mailbox empty and walk back to her house, only to turn around halfway] Sean Smith: Oh, wait, wait, wait. She goes - She's going back to the box. We may still have mail. Ronald Fisher: Mail, mail, mail. Sean Smith: Here it i...
Narrator: [as Grace attempts to make her case] If forgiveness was close at hand in the mission house, they were all hiding it well. It hadn't been easy for Tom to get them there. Appealing to consciences stowed farther and farther away by their owner...
Tony Wendice: At exactly three minutes to eleven, you'll enter the house through the street door. You'll find the key to this door under the stair carpet here. C.A. Swan: The fifth step? Tony Wendice: That's the one. Go straight to the window, and hi...
[reporting on shadowing Firefly] Chicolini: Monday we watch-a Firefly's house, but he no come he wasn't home. Tuesday we go to the ball game, but he fool us: he no show up. Wednesday HE go to the ball game, but we fool him, WE no show up. Thursday it...
Django: [Politely and gentleman-like] Cora, before you go, will you tell Miss Lara "goodbye"? Cora: [Quietly] Do what now? Django: I said, "Tell Miss Lara, goodbye!" Cora: Bye, Miss Lara! Django: [Django quickly shoots Miss Lara, who is comically blo...
Narrator: No, you have a house. Tyler Durden: Rented in your name. Narrator: You have jobs! You have a whole life! Tyler Durden: You have night jobs because you can't sleep. Why do you stay up and make soap? Narrator: Marla. You're fucking Marla, Tyl...
Detective Kelly: So, financially, you're not going to be hurting after this, are you? I mean, she was worth quite a bit of money. Dr. Richard Kimble: Are you suggesting that I killed my wife? Are you saying that I crushed her skull and that I shot he...
[Michael gets ready to leave the house] Sonny: Where're you going? Michael: To the City. Sonny: [to Clemenza] Yeah? Well, send somebody with him. Michael: No, I'm just gonna go see Pop. Sonny: I don't care, send some bodyguards with him. Clemenza: He...
James Bond: Special plane, lunch at the White House... how come? Felix Leiter: The President wants to thank you personally. James Bond: Oh, it was nothing, really. Felix Leiter: I know that, but he doesn't. James Bond: I suppose I'll be able to get a...
Percy Wetmore: [while tapping Arlen's burned face after being electrocuted] Adios, Chief! Drop us a card from Hell, let us know if it's hot enough... Brutus "Brutal" Howell: [Brutus grabs Percy's arm and pushes him away from Arlen's body] He's paid w...
Argus Filch: Students out of bed! Students out of bed! Students out of bed! Minerva McGonagall: They are supposed to be out of bed you blithering idiot. Argus Filch: ...Right, I'm sorry Ma'am. Minerva McGonagall: Actually, Mr. Filch, your timing is i...
[after getting dumped into a pond] Willie: [crying] I was happy in Shanghai! I had a little house, and a garden! My friends were rich, we went to parties all the time in limousines! I *hate* being outside! [Willie angrily splashes the water] Willie: ...
Gilbert Huph: Parr! You authorized payment on the Walker policy? Bob: Somebody broke into their house, Mr. Huph. Their policy clearly covers them against... Gilbert Huph: I don't care about their coverage, Bob! Don't tell me about their coverage! Tel...
