Toby Wright: [looking at George Washington monument] See that? Pull that out, America deflates. Malcolm Tucker: Yeah, it's very easy to mock. The closest you'll ever get to one of those is buying a fucking Toblerone. I'll wait in the car. Simon Foste...
Simon Graham: You insolent, useless son of a peasant dog! How dare you show your sword in his presence! Do you know who this is? [pointing to Algren] Simon Graham: This is the President of the United States of America! He is here to lead our armies i...
Secretary Bailey: Sit down, Noodles. Make yourself comfortable. I'm glad you accepted my invitation. Noodles: Well, I was curious. So many important people in one place... Secretary Bailey: Yes. Well, the rats usually desert a sinking ship. But in my...
Patrick 'Patsy' Goldberg: Let's talk to her... [the gang chats up Carol] Patrick 'Patsy' Goldberg: So you left Detroit, huh? Peggy: Her and her husband just come in on weekends. Philip 'Cockeye' Stein: Yeah. Beats the seashore. Peggy: She takes on gu...
Max: You know, I've been watching you all night, and you've been drinking like a fish. Trying to get your courage up? We're only bringing in a shipment of booze, it's got so you're even scared to do that. Maybe you just better stay home tonight, with...
Patrick 'Patsy' Goldberg: [Patsy and Max have Crowning at gunpoint and are trying to get Chicken Joe and Willie the Ape to release O'Donnell] Just swapping prisoners. Philip 'Cockeye' Stein: Fair trade, huh, chickenhead? [Chicken Joe turns and sees C...
[first lines] [In 1933, two goons rudely question a young woman] Beefy: Where is he? Where's he hiding? Eve: I don't know... I've been looking for him since yesterday. [second goon slaps her harshly; she falls onto the bed] Beefy: I'm gonna ask you f...
Gordon Cooper: You know something, Gus? I got me a new house, new furniture. Got me $25,000 a year on a magazine contract. Got me a Corvette. Got free lunch from one end of America to the other - and I ain't even been up there yet. Gus Grissom: Yeah,...
Johnny: Do you want me to lie? Sarah: You're the only actor in the world who can't lie, Johnny. Even for the sake of your kids. Johnny: What does that mean? Sarah: If you can't touch somebody you created, how can you create somebody that'll touch any...
[None of the Avengers can lift the Mjölnir, but Captain America moves it slightly] Tony Stark: It's biometrics, right? Like a security code? "Whoever is carrying Thor's fingerprints" is, I think, the literal translation. Thor: Yes, well that's a ver...
...After all, acknowledging unfairness then calls decent people forth to correct those injustices. And since most persons are at their core, decent folks, the need to ignore evidence of injustice is powerful: To do otherwise would force whites to eit...
Those who find no humor in faith are probably those who find the church a refuge for their own black way of looking at life, although I think many of us find the church a refuge for a lot of our personality faults. Those of us, for example, who never...
And then it happens. Up and down the row, the victors begin to join hands. Some right away, like the morphlings, or Wiress and Beetee. Others unsure but caught up in the demands of those around them, like Brutus and Enobaria. By the time the anthem p...
Imagine a vast and glittering ocean seen from a great height. It stretches to the clear curved limit of every angle of horizon, the sun burning on a billion tiny wavelets. Now imagine a smooth blanket of cloud above the ocean, a shell of black velvet...
In Collegium it had been the fashion, while he had been resident there, to paint death as a grey-skinned, balding Beetle man in plain robes, perhaps with a doctor's bag but more often an artificer's toolstrip and apron, like the man who came in, at t...
Fuck,” he murmured, his gaze tracking over her exposed chest and torso. “I was going to say this is going too fast.” “You sure about that?” she murmured. “I don’t want to take advantage,” he continued, his voice strained as he sat up,...
Fireheart tensed, waiting for whatever had hunted down these apprentices to emerge from the trees and attack, but nothing stirred. Feeling as if his legs hardly belonged to him, he sprang down and stumbled across to Swiftpaw. The apprentice lay on hi...
The whole right side of his face was smashed in, concave forehead and crushed cheekbone and one eye bugging precariously from a broken socket. He was purplish-black, and dirty white: Maggots seethed from every pore and crawled across him in excited w...
With my naked eye, on nights the moon climbs slowly, sometimes so dusted with rust and rose, brown, and gold tones that it nearly drips earth colors and seems intimately braided with Earth, it feels close, part of this world, a friend. But through th...
I wrote: I never doubted. Would you believe I made a breakthrough with charms too? Her response came fast. Of course I believe it. When do you get back? Early evening. Can you come over? I’ll try. We need to celebrate. Should I get champagne and ca...
She missed having someone at her back, knowing that it didn't all fall on her, every hour, every day, every month, every task. But it was the everyday intimacy that left a gaping hole. The teasing you wear-the-black-teddy-I'll-kill-the-giant-arachnid...
