The GOP leaders are upset with me, but the Republicans around the district are thanking me for stepping up to the plate and giving them a choice in this election of a real common sense conservative Reagan Republican.
I went to a radio station on Long Island in 1982, and thank goodness for me, it was so new that there was no receptionist. So the DJ opened up his booth, and took my tape and listened to it and thought it was a hit song.
To the Parisians, and especially to the children, all Americans are now 'heros du cinema.' This is particularly disconcerting to sensitive war correspondents, if any, aware, as they are, that these innocent thanks belong to those American combat troo...
We have to put in our time every day to try and achieve and learn so that we can develop our talents and each of you, thank goodness, have special talents; each of you are special persons.
Thanks to our present surgical methods in physiology we can demonstrate at any time almost all phenomena of digestion without the loss of even a single drop of blood, without a single scream from the animal undergoing the experiment.
Eric Draven: [pointing a gun at Gideon] You have one chance to live. Gideon: Look, man take anything you want. Eric Draven: Thank you. Gideon: TAKE ANYTHING!
Ferris: Don't worry about it, I don't even have a piece of shit. I have to envy yours. Cameron: Oh, thanks.
Grace: Oh, Ed. You just sounded like Dirty Harry just then. Ed Rooney: Really? Thanks, Grace.
[first lines] Al: God, I am sorry for Dorothy, Walt. She was a real peach. Walt Kowalski: Thanks for coming, Al.
Vincent: I don't know how to thank you. Jerome: No, no. I got the better end of the deal. I only lent you my body. You lent me your dream.
Nicholas Angel: [to Inspector Butterman] With respect, sir, geographical location shouldn't factor in the application of the law. [Danny tries to hand him a piece of cake] Nicholas Angel: No thanks.
[first lines] Ransom Stoddard: [descending from railway carriage and consulting pocket watch] Thanks, Jason. On time.
Barbossa: Why thank ye, Jack. Jack Sparrow: You're welcome. Barbossa: Oh, not you. We named the monkey Jack.
The Old Man: [held at gunpoint by Jones] Dick, you're *fired*! [Directive 4 limitation against Jones is cancelled] RoboCop: Thank you. [shoots Jones]
Ed: You gonna thank me then? Shaun: For what? Ed: Tidying up! Shaun: Doesn't look that tidy. Ed: Well, I had a few beers when I finished.
Kim Pine: Scott Pilgrim, you're the salt of the earth. Scott Pilgrim: Thanks, Kim. Kim Pine: I meant "scum" of the earth.
BR: We don't sell Tic Tacs, we sell cigarettes. And they're cool, available, and *addictive*. The job is almost done for us.
BR: The rest of you people go slam your fuckin' brains against your desks until something useful comes out!
Polly Bailey: How about it Nick, are you a tit man? Bobby Jay Bliss: Don't answer that, that's a trap. Nick Naylor: Depends on the tits.
Heather Holloway: My other interviews have pinned you as a mass murderer, blood sucker, pimp, profiteer and my personal favorite, yuppie Mephistopheles.
Joey Naylor: Dad, why is the American government the best government? Nick Naylor: Because of our endless appeals system.
