Anna: Um, I was just wondering, has another young woman, the queen perhaps, I don't know, come through here recently? Oaken: The only one crazy enough to be out in this storm is you, dear. [Kristof enters, covered in snow and ice] Oaken: You and this...
Author: When the destiny of a great fortune is at stake, men's greed spreads like a poison in the bloodstream. Uncles, nephews, cousins, in-laws of increasingly tenuous connection. The old woman's distant relations had come foraging out of the woodwo...
[Chunk and Sloth come across the out-of-control pipes] Chunk: Yeah. Mikey's been through here, all right. [Sloth grabs some pipes and pushes them up. He hears a car crash, a woman scream and sirens] Sloth: Uh-oh.
Dimpled Woman on Train: Anything from the trolly, dears? Ron: [Holding up his sandwiches] No thanks, i'm all set. Harry: [Taking some coins out of his pocket] We'll take the lot! Ron: Whoa!
Alan Marciano: Why'd I get mixed up with that bitch? Vincent Hanna: Cause she's got a great ass... and you got your head all the way up it! Ferocious, aren't I? When I think of asses, a woman's ass, something comes out of me.
Louis: You see that old woman? That will never happen to you. You will never grow old, and you will never die. Claudia: And it means something else too, doesn't it? I shall never ever grow up.
Santiago: Just as this flesh is pink now, soon it will turn gray and wrinkled with age. Mortal Woman on Stage: [weeping] Let me live. I don't care! Santiago: Then why should you care if you die now?
1900: Christ, did you... did you see the streets, just the streets? There were thousands of them! Then how you do it down there, how do you choose just one... one woman, one house, one landscape to look at, one way to die...?
Waldo Lydecker: My dear, either you were born on a extremely rustic community, where good manners are unknown, or you suffer from a common feminine delusion that the mere fact of being a woman exempts you from the rules of civilized conduct.
Billy Fish: I oft times tell Ootah about Englishmens. How they give names to dogs and take off hats to womans, and march into battle, left - right, left -right with rifles on their shoulders.
Lou Bloom: Bloody? Nina Romina: Well, graphic. The best and clearest way that I can phrase it for you, to capture the spirit of what we air, is think of our news cast as a screaming woman running down the street with her throat cut. Lou Bloom: I unde...
Jane: I wanted you to know, now, I've loved you since the first day I met you, and I'll never stop. I'm a very lucky woman. Frank: So am I...
Martha Shaw: Look, a woman know when a man looks into her eyes and sees someone else. Young Noah: Now you know that I want to give you all the things that you want, right? But I can't, because they're gone... They're broken.
Bob Slydell: I'll be honest with you, I love his music. I do. I'm a Michael Bolton fan. For my money, I don't know if it gets any better than when he sings "When a Man Loves a Woman".
Cheyenne: You know, Jill, you remind me of my mother. She was the biggest whore in Alameda and the finest woman that ever lived. Whoever my father was, for an hour or for a month - he must have been a happy man.
Detective Susan Avery: Mr. Mill, have you been going to detective school? Griffin Mill: No, actually, we're doing a... a movie right now, called Lonely Room, and Scott Glenn plays a detective much like yourself. Detective Susan Avery: Is he a black w...
Feather Woman: Excuse me, have you seen my husband, Izaak Szerman? A tall, a tall handsome man, with a little grey beard. No? Oh, excuse me. Goodbye, sleep well. But if you see him, write to me, yes? Izaak Szerman!
Ángela: It's nearly 2 A.M. and we're still sealed in this building that we came to with the firemen earlier this evening, to assist an elderly woman who later attacked a policeman and a fireman. They're both in critical condition. The police won't l...
Tony Montana: Okay, here's the story. I come from the gutter. I know that. I got no education... but that's okay. I know the street, and I'm making all the right connections. With the right woman, there's no stopping me. I could go right to the top.
Stan: Chef, how do you make a woman like you more than any other guy? Chef: Oh, that's easy. You just gotta find the clitoris. Stan: Huh? Chef: Whoops.
Woman in Theatre: [Terrence And Phillip are singing "Uncle Fucka", and two movie patrons walk out in the middle of the song] What garbage! Man in Theatre: Well, what do you expect, they're Canadian!
