To my mind the boy who gives least promise is one in whom the critical faculty develops in advance of the imagination.
I remember seeing the Colosseum for the first time when I was a young boy. It left a lasting impression on me.
At school, I enjoyed playing the bassoon. I was in the orchestra and played the melody when the other boys sang hymns at prayers time.
I'm a teen boy, so I like seeing blood and guts. I know it's fake, but I'm having fun.
Mrs. Fox: Mrs. Collins, if that boy's your son I'll eat my yard stick.
Margo: [to Gru; glaring at Antonio] I hate boys. Gru: Yes, they stink.
Pizza Boy: [while delivering pizzas to Sonny and Sal] I'm a fucking star!
Father McGruder: Stand back boy! This calls for divine intervention!
Old man in barbershop: That boy sure is a runnin' fool!
Hobbs: You just earned yourself a dance with the devil, boy.
Don Corleone: [crying, staring at Sonny's body] Look how they massacred my boy!
M. Gustave: Keep your hands off my lobby boy!
Vernon Dursley: Face it, Petunia! Our boy has gone yumpy!
Colonel Ludlow: Don't talk at me boy as if I've never seen a war!
Mr. Eddy: Boy, that's smooth. Smooth as shit off a duck's ass!
Hawkeye: We just dropped in to see how you boys was doing.
Ugluk: Looks like meat's back on the menu, boys.
War boy: Are you alright, Joe? Immortan Joe: No!
[In reference to a bird from a trick] Alfred Borden: See? He's fine! Boy: But where's his brother?
Jack Torrance: [typed] All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy.
[repeated line] Major John Smith: Broadsword calling Danny Boy.
