Hit Girl: [to kick-ass] Hey Green asshole! You can't use the front door now!
[running from Randall in the door vault, Sulley and Mike's shadows appear behind a Japanese paper screen] Mike: Come on, it slides, it slides!
Door Knocker: Aren't you even going to knock? You're the most pathetic little girl I've ever seen.
Shellie: Forget it, man, You can bang on that door *all* night if you want. There's no way in hell I'm letting you in.
Stanley Kowalski: Hey, toots! Canary bird, will you get out of the bathroom! [pounds on the door]
[on leaving the front door open] Pete: Now, I'm not saying it was you. Shaun: I know, man... Pete: I'm saying it was Ed. Shaun: Right.
Geri the Cleaner: [standing outside to door of Al McWiggan's apartment] Is the specimen ready for cleaning?
Old Man: [to Leatherface] You... you damn fool! You ruined the door!
[Jake has left a dead hare hanging on the cottage door, along with a note] Monty: [reading the note] "Here. Hare. Here."
[as monster runs out the door] The Blindman: Wait. Where are you going? I was going to make Espresso.
I feel like being a door person was like college in a sense. I could watch comedy on a professional level seven nights a week without paying, and they would pay me a nominal amount of money to be there.
Of course, I'd like to earn Jonathan Ross's money, but I don't have sleepless nights wondering when someone's going to knock on my door with sacks of cash.
Fortunately, now I've got myself in a position where things are about story and not money. In my earlier career, it was more about getting my foot in the door and to get enough money to live, to be perfectly honest.
No one can feel more gratefully the charm of noble scenery, or the refreshment of escape into the unspoiled solitudes of nature, than the laborer at some close in-door employment.
Listen, real poetry doesn't say anything; it just ticks off the possibilities. Opens all doors. You can walk through any one that suits you.
With a brand - and I respect Porsche - but the Ferrari brand is more exclusive... We never do SUVs, we never do four doors, and we never exceed 7,000 cars per year. And 7,000 means 7,000.
I've been looking forward to doing an album, but it's really sad to see how many doors have been closed because of the gay thing. I thought it was about the music.
Recording in Jamaica is like nothing else. The studios are always closed in America. But in Jamaica, the studio doors are wide open, and there's music blasting out in the street. You can see the reaction of people immediately.
I was really lost for a while in my teens. I was angry. But when I found music - Bob Dylan, Neil Young, Joni Mitchell - it was a new discovery. It was a door to this other world where I wanted to be.
I've had some pretty awful jobs that I don't miss, like working on a nightclub door, or compiling VIP lists at 3 A.M. in the morning, but sometimes it's just got to be done.
There is a cliche that men want their women to be ladies in public and hookers behind closed doors. I want my woman to be the sharper image robot so that she can be turned off.
