Sheriff Dan Shaw: [after the Stranger blows up the hotel and shoots four men] What the hell happened? The Stranger: Somebody left the door open and the wrong dogs came home.
[Nicholas is giving a talk to a group of school children] Nicholas Angel: Are there any questions? [Danny is sitting at the back of a group] Danny Butterman: Is it true that there's a point on a man's head where if you shoot it, it will blow up?
[first lines] Prince Eric: Isn't this great? The salty sea air, the wind blowing in your face. Aaah, the perfect day to be at sea! Grimsby: [leaning over rail] Oh, yes urp delightful.
Leo O'Bannion: I figure I can still trade body-blows with any man in this town. [Tom looks at him] Leo O'Bannion: Except you Tom. Tom Reagan: And Verna.
Mechanic: The last of the V8 Interceptors... a piece of history! [Picks up the booby trap he just removed] Mechanic: Would've been a shame to blow it up.
Howard Beale: No, no. I'm gonna blow my brains out right on the air, right in the middle of the 7 O'clock news. Max Schumacher: You'll get a hell of a rating, I'll guarantee you that. 50 share easy.
Roy Hobbs: Red, it took me sixteen years to get here. You play me, and I'll give ya the best I got. Red Blow: I believe ya.
Jack Torrance: Little pigs, little pigs, let me come in. Not by the hair of your chiny-chin-chin? Well then I'll huff and I'll puff, and I'll blow your house in. [axes the door]
Antonius Block: This is my hand. I can turn it. The blood is still running in it. The sun is still in the sky and the wind is blowing. And I... I, Antonius Block, play chess with Death.
Mr. Beauregarde: Violet, what are you doing now? You're blowing up! Violet Beauregarde: I feel funny! Grandpa Joe: I'm not surprised.
Any hand that I've shaken, any person that I met when I was Joe Blow, now that I'm this guy Kevin Hart, has come back. That's why I treat everybody with respect. I'm always a nice pleasant guy to meet because when they come back to you, they remember...
If I went out in killer heels and full makeup, blow dry, the whole thing - anyone dressed up like that could be intimidating to men and women, really. It's so, look at me. Do you know what I mean? But I love women.
The Sixties were different in an isolated place. We got two television channels if the wind was blowing in the right direction. The radio stations went off at sundown. Then you picked up Chicago and heard the teenage music you really yearned for.
Making movies was more a reaction to not being chosen for sports. Other kids were out there playing at whatever; I was off making something blow up and filming it, or making a mould of my sister's head using alginating plaster.
Ripley: When we throw the switches, how long before the ship blows? Parker: Ten minutes. Ripley: No bullshit? Parker: We ain't outta here in ten minutes, we won't need no rocket to fly through space.
Clyde Barrow: Now you just tell me what was wrong with that car. C.W. Moss: Dirt. Clyde Barrow: Dirt? C.W. Moss: Dirt in the fuel line... just blowed it away.
[time traveling Evan at age 7 threatens George Miller with a lighted stick of dynamite] Mr. George Miller: Evan! Put that out, or you'll blow off both your hands! Evan at 7: Been there, done that.
Reverend Johnson: Order, order. Goddamnit, I said "order". Howard Johnson: Y'know, Nietzsche says: "Out of chaos comes order." Olson Johnson: Oh, blow it out your ass, Howard.
I've sat looking down into a volcano that could blow at any moment; I've helped catch a shark and several rattlesnakes; I let a tarantula walk across my hand, and I ate rat soup.
Even though everybody hates you, you'll always have a friend who protects you and wishes to uplift you from pain, misery and suffering and that will always turn and remain the hardest blow to those who hate you.
Wealth is violent and uneasy to acquire, don't blow yourself by rushing. You won't find, you will only get lost on your way to find and you won't find it, Reserve yourself and wealth will find you.
