Dutch: What's got Billy so spooked? Sergeant Mac Eliot: Can't say, Major. Been actin' squirrelly all morning. That damned nose of his... it's weird. Dutch: What is it? Billy? What the hell is wrong with you? Billy: There's something in those trees. D...
Billy Beane: We want you to play 1st base for the Oakland A's. Scott Hatteberg: OK, well, I've only ever played catcher. Billy Beane: Scott, you're not a catcher any more. If you were our call wouldn't be the only one you got when your contract expir...
The door opens with a rusted jingle, and an animatronic Santa insults my moral virtue three times. Ho, ho, ho.
You can't undo loss. You can't unmake a mistake. (What The Hell Have You Done, Sophie Roth?)
Jarod Kintz Day—it’s not just my birthday, but it should be a holiday that’s mandatory to celebrate, punishable by death if you don’t. It’ll be a holiday that honors freedom.
It's more enjoyable for me to know that life is finite. Knowing that, I would like to go to a party. When you get to the holidays, if you think that the holidays will be forever, you just take it for granted. But, if you know that you have just three...
Overspending is as certain a part of the holiday season as overeating. But pushing away from both the table and the cash register at least a little bit sooner can make the post-holiday hangover hurt a little bit less.
Holiday? Is like, what? I'm a hyperactive girl, so it may be boring for me to be on the beach doing nothing. I just need to find a place for three weeks and work but sleep in the morning, maybe write a little bit, have a glass of red wine. That's my ...
Django: [Django shoots Billy Crash in the arm; he falls to the floor injured and wailing] Billy Crash! [pause] Django: Now, where were we? Oh... that's right! Last time I saw you, you had your hands around my- [Django shoots Billy Crash in the genita...
Billy Beane: Where you from, Pete? Peter Brand: Maryland. Billy Beane: Where'd you go to school? Peter Brand: Yale. I went to Yale. Billy Beane: What'd you study? Peter Brand: Economics. I studied economics. Billy Beane: Yale, economics, and baseball...
Michael: Oi! Dancing boy! Dad: [Billy turns around and starts running to him] We'll miss the bus, Billy! Tony: Can you stop being an old fucking woman? Billy: [approaches Michael, then after a moment, kisses him on the cheek] See you then. [smiles an...
There is no one who became rich because he broke a holiday, and no one who became fat because he broke a fast.
Billy Baldwin: [answers the phone] Baldwin residence. No, this is Billy Baldwin. If you want Daniel Baldwin call his extension, stupid! [hangs up the phone] Billy Baldwin: Hey Alec, you know what sucks about being a Baldwin? Alec Baldwin: No, what? B...
[first lines] [Susan makes her way through a line at an airline checkpoint] Susan: Excuse me... Excuse me... Excuse me... Excuse me. [she reaches Billy in line] Susan: Nervous? Billy Hayes: No. Susan: Geez, I hate flying. Billy Hayes: It's something ...
Peace means no one is worried about anyone else's cookie...in this moment we are all quietly content with the cookies we have.
I've always felt lucky to live someplace where snow is rare, you know? It's rareness that makes it so speacial.
I also hate those holidays that fall on a Monday where you don't get mail, those fake holidays like Columbus Day. What did Christopher Columbus do, discover America? If he hadn't, somebody else would have and we'd still be here. Big deal.
The reason I did the book about holidays is that you're a different person on holiday. You're sleeping somewhere unfamiliar, knocking about with people you've never met and for 10 days you're someone else. You're out of your comfortable zone.
Lets talk about the holidays, more specifically, consumption during the holidays. If it's true that 'We are what we eat,' most of us would be unrecognizable during the period that ranges from the night before Thanksgiving through that day in early Ja...
[Billy falls to an opponent at boxing] George: Jesus Christ, Billy Elliot! You're a disgrace to them gloves, your father, and the traditions of this boxing hall!
Michael: Oi, dancing boy! [Billy runs to Michael] Dad: We'll miss the bus, Billy! Tony: Will you stop being an old fucking woman?
