Ulysses Everett McGill: Well, as soon as we get ourselves cleaned up and we get a little smellum in our hair, why, we're gonna feel 100% better about ourselves and about life in general.
Jill: [stares at Harmonica from her window] Cheyenne. What's he waiting for out there? What's he doing? Cheyenne: He's whittling on a piece of wood. I got a feeling that when he stops whittling, something's gonna happen.
Doctor: [Briefly examining Dega in a prefunctory manner] You're fine. NEXT! Dega: [Walking away] Must be better than I feel. Doctor: [Briefly examining Papillon] You're in wonderful shape. Papillon: How do you fail an examination like this? Doctor: N...
Tracy Lord: How do I look? Seth Lord: Like a queen. Like a goddess. Tracy Lord: And do you know how I feel? Seth Lord: How? Tracy Lord: Like a human. Like a human being.
Mr. Callahan: Nothing, why don't you read first? Patrick: Alright, Chapter 1: Surviving your fascist shop teacher who needs to put kids down to feel big. Oh wow! This is useful guys, we should read on!
Johann Friedrich Struensee: Do you remember our first night together? Caroline Mathilde: It feels like we've been unhappy ever since. Johann Friedrich Struensee: I have been happy. Caroline Mathilde: Come to me tonight?
John Mason: I want a suite, a shower, a shave, the feel of a suit. Stanley Goodspeed: May I also suggest a haircut? John Mason: Am I out of style? Stanley Goodspeed: Unless you're a 20 year old guitarist from Seattle. It's a grunge thing.
Marion: I love you, Harry. You make me feel like a person. Like I'm me... and I'm beautiful. Harry Goldfarb: You are beautiful. You're the most beautiful girl in the world. You are my dream.
Royal: You know, Richie, this illness, this closeness to death... it's had a profound affect on me. I feel like a different person, I really do. Richie: Dad, you were never dying. Royal: But I'm going to live.
Snow White: Oh, I feel strange. [Starts gasping for air] Queen: [to herself] Her breath will still. Her blood congeal. [Snow White drops onto the floor] Queen: [Cackling] Now I'll be fairest in the land!
[Donkey thinks he's dying] The Donkey: Hey, where're you going? Oh man, I can't feel my toes! [Looks down and yelps] The Donkey: I don't have any toes! [sits down] The Donkey: I think I need a hug.
Cole Sear: You ever feel the prickly things on the back of your neck? Malcolm Crowe: Yes. Cole Sear: And the tiny hairs on your arm, you know when they stand up? That's them. When they get mad... it gets cold.
Scott Pilgrim: When I'm around you, I kind of feel like I'm on drugs. Not that I do drugs. Unless you do drugs, in which case I do them all the time. All of them.
Wyatt Earp: In all that time workin' those cow towns, I was only ever mixed up in one shootin', just one! But a man lost his life and I took it! You don't know how that feels, and believe me boy, you don't ever want to know. Not ever!
Ryan Bingham: You know that moment when you look into somebody's eyes and you can feel them staring into your soul and the whole world goes quiet just for a second? Natalie Keener: Yes. Ryan Bingham: Right. Well, I don't.
V: [as "The Count of Monte Cristo" ends] Did you like it? Evey Hammond: Yeah. But it made me feel sorry for Mercedes. V: Why? Evey Hammond: Because he cared more about revenge than he did about her.
Frank Campana: You gotta relax and stay calm in there. The cage is your home. You set the pace. You set the rhythm. Feel the Beethoven. Be smarter than him, more patient. Wait for him to make a mistake. And when he does, that's your moment.
I don't like apartments - the idea of other people living, copulating and defecating above me - they make me feel as trapped as a slice of ham in a sandwich. When I was a student in Paris, I always rented attics right at the top of buildings, and as ...
That feeling in the dressing room after you win - nothing comes close to that. You can't get that in any other career. Maybe in the stock market back in the '80s when people were making tons of money, maybe they felt something similar. Maybe. But loo...
I think that I do feel that my nature is to express what this self, this particular self at this time, experiences in the world. And that is so organic - I use this metaphor a lot but I'll use it again - it's like a pine tree producing pine cones, or...
With a play, there's more of a definable arc because of the nature of theater: You know, there's no editing, so there's something more natural about the arc a character follows in a play. I think theater is more an actor's medium, whereas film is mor...
