Let the winds of evidence blow you about as though you are a leaf, with no direction of your own. Beware lest you fight a rearguard retreat against the evidence, grudgingly conceding each foot of ground only when forced, feeling cheated. Surrender to...
John Murdoch: Excuse me. How do I get to the end of the line? Train Passenger: You want the Express. John Murdoch: [after train blows by him] Hey, how come that train didn't stop? Station Master: That's the Express.
Ralphie: Hey Curly, what all happens in a hurricane? Curly: The wind blows so hard the ocean gets up on its hind legs and walks right across the land. Toots: And singin' this song: Rain rain, go away, little Ralphie wants to play.
[Arabs are looting a train after blowing it up] Sherif Ali: It is their payment, Colonel. Colonel Brighton: Payment? Sherif Ali: Truly, are not British soldiers paid? Colonel Brighton: They don't go home when they've been paid! Sherif Ali: They are n...
Léon: Revenge is not a good thing, it's better to forget. Mathilda: Forget? After I've seen the outline of my brother's body on the floor, you expect me to forget? I wanna kill those sons of bitches, and blow their fucking heads off!
Theoden: Where is the horse and the rider? Where is the horn that was blowing? They have passed like rain on the mountain, like wind in the meadow. The days have gone down in the West behind the hills into shadow. How did it come to this?
Sam: On this spot I'll fight no more forever. Sam: [to on coming horde] Come and get me, you bastards! [lighting strikes him] Sam: [with everyone look on, sits up and blows off his glasses] I'm okay. Sam: Follow me. [runs off]
Prince John: My trap is baited and set! And then, revenge! Ahh. [screams so loud it almost blows off Hiss' skin] Prince John: Revenge! Hiss: Shh! Not so loud, sire! Remember, only you and I know, and your secret is my secret.
Captain Miller: [shouting] Bangalores, clear the shingle. Private: Fire in the hole. Sergeant Horvath: Fire in the hole. Private: Fire in the hole. Private: [lights his bangalore] Medic Wade: Fire in the hole. [Bangalors blow up and the barbed wire i...
Little Rock: Have you heard about Pacific Playland? There are no zombies there. Columbus: The amusement park? Little Rock: Yep! Tallahassee: That place totally blows! [Little Rock and Wichita shoot Tallahassee angry looks] Tallahassee: ... my mind. J...
Columbus: [in voice-over] Tallahassee firmly believes that you have to blow off steam in Zombieland... or else you'll lose what's left of your mind. Well, if it makes him happy and keeps him from using that crowbar on me, then I say "Hey, go ape shit...
We sat around on a hotel balcony with a bottle of wine and tried to figure out how you would go about blowing up a planet. That's the kind of conversations science fiction writers have when they get together. We don't talk about football or anything ...
Juvenile Delinquent: Every time I cried, my father would imitate me on his fiddle, just to drive me nuts. One day I got fed up and I knocked him out.
Bernadette: [to Shirley] Now listen here, you mullet. Why don't you just light your tampon, and blow your box apart? Because it's the only bang you're ever gonna get, sweetheart!
I wanted to be an actor when I saw the movie 'Die Hard.' I saw Bruce Willis shooting guns and blowing stuff up, and I thought, 'I wanna do that.' It really had nothing to do with acting; I just wanted a job that allowed me to do fun, bigger-than-life...
It's very important to go back and keep in mind the distinction between handling these events as criminal acts, which was the way we did before 9/11, and then looking at 9/11 and saying, 'This is not a criminal act,' not when you destroy 16 acres of ...
He spanks me again, and again, and again. I lose count after ten strikes, too consumed with the aching sensation spreading across the lower half of my torso. Eventually, I hear myself gasp and moan at each strike, the sting intensifying as my flesh w...
With his final blow delivered, he pulls me up toward him, first by my hips, and then by my hair. Groping my breasts and kissing me, he is full of congratulations. ‘Well done, Megan, you took your punishment well. Now it’s time for your reward.
Feathers blowing in the wind is no more a bird than a pile of crumpled up receipts from champagne, chocolate, and flower purchases is a true indication that a man loves a woman.
You are just a bowl full of cherries,” Cynthia snatched the phone away and started dialing. “No my dear doctor friend, you are confused with someone who wants to blow smoke up your furry butt. What I am is a bowl full of wake the hell up and smel...
I can see that you’re down in the dumps, Unc. Shall we stop working and call Toni?” “And then what?” “I don’t know. But if it so happens that I’m more of your type . . . Would you like me to give you a blow job? That really does the tri...
