Minstrel: [singing] He was not in the least bit scared to be mashed into a pulp Or to have his eyes gouged out and his elbows broken To have his kneecaps split and his body burned away And his limbs all hacked and mangled, brave Sir Robin His head sm...
Pop Fisher: Hobbs. I'm sending you down Hobbs, Class B ball. Tomorrow you go to the Great Lakes Assocaition. Roy Hobbs: All right. You make the rules. Pop Fisher: That's right, that's right and you ain't been playing by 'em. Don't you remember signin...
Young Deborah: [to Noodles, reading the Torah] "My beloved is white and ruddy. His skin is as the most fine gold. His cheeks are as a bed of spices." Even though he hasn't washed since last December. "His eyes are as the eyes of doves. His body is as...
Dae-su Oh: Please. Don't tell Mido. What has she done wrong? You know it was all my fault... I have committed an unforgivable sin, against your sister. And I also... Did you wrong. But, please leave Mido alone... If by any chance Mido finds out the t...
Mark Van Doren: Why don't you just put it in the bank Charlie? That's what I've always done with my prize money. Charles Van Doren: It's just, you don't understand dad, it's, there are all sorts of tax implications Mark Van Doren: You Think I can't u...
Ed: What happened to your hand, man? Pete: I got mugged on the way home. Ed: By who? Pete: I dunno by some crackheads or something, one of them bit me. Ed: Why'd they bite you? Pete: I don't know, I didn't stop to ask them! Now, I have a splitting he...
[Shaun and Ed pull up to Barbara's house and sees Philip's Jaguar in the driveway] Ed: Oh! Hello! Who's a pretty boy, then? [wolf whistle] Ed: You didn't tell me Barbara had a Jag. I've always wanted to drive one of those. Shaun: Yeah, well, it's Phi...
Donkey: Shrek, remember when you said that ogres have layers? Shrek: Oh, aye? Donkey: Well, I have a bit of a confession to make: donkeys don't have layers. We wear our fear right there on our sleeves. Shrek: Wait a second, donkeys don't have sleeves...
Capt. Malcolm Reynolds: Bit of a rockety ride. Nothing to worry about. Dr. Simon Tam: I'm not worried. Capt. Malcolm Reynolds: [mocking Simon's seriousness] Fear's nothing to be ashamed of, Doctor. Dr. Simon Tam: This isn't fear. This is anger. Capt....
MacReady: We're gonna draw a little bit of everybody's blood... 'cause we're gonna find out who's The Thing. Watchin' Norris in there gave me the idea that... maybe every part of him was a whole, every little piece was an individual animal with a bui...
Bud Fox: Hi, Marv. Marv: [sarcastically] Oh, hi. Say, why don't YOU get the hell out of MY office! Bud Fox: I know I've been a bit of a schmuck lately and I just want to apologize. Marv: You've been a *real* schmuck lately. So go thou and sin no more...
Rainer Wenger: Mr. Wieland! Dieter Wieland: Mr. Wenger. Rainer Wenger: About the project week... Dieter Wieland: Yes, and? Rainer Wenger: Can we switch? I got autocracy. Dieter Wieland: Alea iacta est. The die has been cast. Rainer Wenger: You know I...
Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: From that fateful day when stinking bits of slime first crawled from the sea and shouted to the cold stars, "I am man.", our greatest dread has always been the knowledge of our mortality. But tonight, we shall hurl the gau...
Lindsey Brigman: [relaying what Bud types] Have some new friends down here. Guess they've been here awhile. They've left us alone, but it bothers them to see us hurting each other. Getting out of hand. They sent a message. Hope you got it. Catfish De...
[None of his literature students are paying attention] Jennings: Don't write this down, but I find Milton probably as boring as you find Milton. Mrs. Milton found him boring too. He's a little bit long-winded, he doesn't translate very well into our ...
Journalist: M. Ben M'Hidi, don't you think it's a bit cowardly to use women's baskets and handbags to carry explosive devices that kill so many innocent people? Ben M'Hidi: And doesn't it seem to you even more cowardly to drop napalm bombs on defense...
I can’t eat this,” moaned Mick. “I need something that’s been hunted and killed, preferably tortured first…” “I could hack up your food, if it helps, maybe stomp on it a bit?” said Carolyn, with a cheeky grin. “You’re teasing me,�...
In writing I try to pare down the descriptive bits. If I feel that I could say something in as few words as possible, then I would rather do it than to go on padding. One should describe sufficiently to give the reader a sense of what one feels, but ...
WHY DOES THIS KEEP HAPPENING?" There was a sound of shattering glass, and they both sat up to see Alec glaring at them. He had dropped the empty bottle of wine he had been carrying, and there were bits of sparkly glass all over the cave floor. "WHY C...
And now I’m looking at you,” he said, “and you’re asking me if I still want you, as if I could stop loving you. As if I would want to give up the thing that makes me stronger than anything else ever has. I never dared give much of myself to a...
Would it really be so bad if you slowed your life down even a teensy bit? If you took charge of the ingredients of your food instead of letting corporations stuff you and your family, like baby birds, full of sugar, corn products, chemicals, and meat...
