[longer introduction to "Dance of the Hours"] Narrator: Now we're going to do one of the most famous and popular ballets ever written: the "Dance of the Hours" from Ponchielli's opera "La Gioconda". It's a pageant of the hours of the day. We see firs...
Trip: Hey, yo, nigger, that's my spot, see. Cpl. Thomas Searles: If you don't mind, there's more sufficient reading light here. Trip: Oooh, I like it when niggers talk good as white folks! Cpl. Thomas Searles: I'd be happy to teach you. It would be m...
Dumbledore: Mysterious thing, time. Powerful, and when meddled with, dangerous. Sirius Black is in the topmost cell of the dark tower. You know the laws, Miss Granger. You must not be seen, and you would do well, I feel, to return before this last ch...
Professor Snape: A remarkable feat, don't you think? To enter the castle on ones own, completely undetected? Dumbledore: Quite. Professor Snape: Any theories on how he might have managed it? Dumbledore: Many. Each as unlikely as the next. Professor S...
Isabelle: [last lines; at the part Isabelle smiles as she watches Hugo doing magic tricks, she sits and starts writing in her notebook] [voice over] Isabelle: Once upon a time, I met a boy named Hugo Cabret. He lived in a train station. Why did he li...
Harry Potter: This connection between me and Voldemort... what if the reason for it is that I am becoming more like him? I just feel so angry, all the time. What if after everything that I've been through, something's gone wrong inside me? What if I'...
Wendy: You'd better be careful. Eric: Of what? Wendy: I'm serious, Eric. You're not in Modesto anymore. I see the way you look at him. Eric: He's so beautiful. I can't help it. He's like a god. Wendy: You don't have to tell me, I was infatuated with ...
Sgt. Barnes: Martin, get your boots on. And the next time I catch you spraying skeeter repellent on your fucking feet, I'm gonna court-martial your nigger ass. Junior: Well, then court-martial me, motherfucker! Bust my ass. Send me to fucking Long Bi...
Tony Montana: Is this it? That's what it's all about, Manny? Eating, drinking, fucking, sucking? Snorting? Then what? You're 50. You got a bag for a belly. You got tits, you need a bra. They got hair on them. You got a liver, they got spots on it, an...
[first lines] Queen: Slave in the magic mirror, come from the farthest space, through wind and darkness I summon thee. Speak! Let me see thy face. Magic Mirror: What wouldst thou know, my Queen? Queen: Magic mirror on the wall, who is the fairest one...
[Aladdin has tricked Jafar into wishing to be a more powerful genie than Genie] Jafar: The universe is mine to command! To control! Aladdin: Not so fast, Jafar! Aren't you forgetting something? Jafar: Huh? Aladdin: You wanted to be a genie? You got i...
Erica: You're working yourself too hard. We all have off days. Nina: If that girl hadn't barged in. Erica: I'm sure she didn't mean to. Remember when you first started? If I hadn't taken you to each of your classes you would have been completely lost...
As I looked down at him, as I saw his yellow hair pressed against my coat, I had a vision of him from long ago, that tall, stately gentleman in the swirling black cape, with his head thrown back, his rich, flawless voice singing the lilting air of th...
Wartet!", rief Elizabeth und lief dem Captain nach. "Und wer bringt mich an Land? Der Kodex der Bruderschaft besagt ..." Captain Barbossa fuhr herum und spie ihr die Worte förmlich ins Gesicht: "Erstens: Eure Rückkehr an Land war weder Teil unserer...
Toward nightfall, Khrenov’s temperature had risen. The thermometer was warm, alive—the column of mercury climbed high on the little red ladder. For a long time he muttered unintelligibly, kept biting his lips and gently shaking his head. Then he ...
Arms and legs thrashing. The hammer of blood. I’m coming, says Jude. And holds her breath. Orgasm is brief, nonviolent. What color? I say Devastating blue, she says. The pale blue eyes of a murdered boy. Very nice. You remembered, she says. Jude co...
There was a basic harmony between Antonia and her mistress [Mrs. Harling]. They had strong, independent natures, both of them. They knew what they liked, and were not always trying to imitate other people. They loved children and animals and music, a...
Then the woman in the bed sat up and looked about her with wild eyes; and the oldest of the old men said: 'Lady, we have come to write down the names of the immortals,’ and at his words a look of great joy came into her face. Presently she, began t...
Maybe this was a male-female translation problem. I read an article once that said that when women have a conversation, they're communicating on five levels. They follow the conversation that they're actually having, the conversation that is specific...
Voodou isn’t like that. It isn’t concerned with notions of salvation and transcendence. What it’s about is getting things done. You follow me? In out system, there are many gods, spirits. Part of one big family, with all the virtues, all the vi...
My father always used to tell one of his dreams, because it somehow seemed of a piece with what was to follow. He believed that it was a consequence of the thing's presence in the next room. My father dreamed of blood. It was the vividness of the dre...
