[after the *FOUR* soggy bottom boys finish recording "I Am a Man of Constant Sorrow"] Ulysses Everett McGill: Woo! Hot Damn, son I believe you did sell your soul to the devil. Lund: Woooooooo-wee. Boy, that was a miiiighty fine a-pickin' and a-singin...
Jack: Yo! Yo! Here's my boy! Here's my boy! But who's your daddy? Now who is your daddy? Miles Raymond: Put me down, Jack. Jack: I'm so proud of you! Let me love you! So tell me everything. Details. I like details. Miles Raymond: No. Jack: What? Mile...
Plainview: There's that house in Fond Du Lac that, uh, John Hollister built. Do you remember it? Henry Brands: Mmm. Plainview: I thought as a boy that was the most beautiful house I'd ever seen, and I wanted it. I wanted to live in it, and eat in it,...
Pike Bishop: You boys want to move on or stay here and give him a... decent burial? Tector Gorch: He was a good man, and I think we oughta bury him. Pike Bishop: He's DEAD! And he's got a lot of good men back there to keep him company! Lyle Gorch: To...
[Withnail and Marwood are lying in bed together, listening to a man coming inside the cottage. Withnail is cowering under the covers] Withnail: [whispering] He's going into your room. It's you he wants. Offer him yourself. [the bedroom door slowly op...
Solomon Vandy: Dia, What are you doing? Dia! Look at me, look at me. What are you doing? You are Dia Vendy, of the proud Mende tribe. You are a good boy who loves soccer and school. Your mother loves you so much. She waits by the fire making plantain...
How is the schoolmaster, the nation, to know which boy needs the whipping?
Life is a game, boy. Life is a game that one plays according to rules.
[...] Aglionby boys, who often thought rudeness was a louder sort of flirting.
You. Aren’t you one of those Morgan boys? You must be the bad one.
Observing the wizard’s high magic was his biggest privilege as Kadmeion’s assistant.
Archer! Let us fetch a spot of tea, old boy!
No matter what has happened, you're not a pig-boy; you're an Assistant Pig Keeper!
Not only the Archivist alone but all who work for NARA are designated custodians of America's national memory.
A man is never completely alone in this world. At the worst, he has the company of a boy, a youth, and by and by a grown man - the one he used to be.
Boy, you know, it's amazing how your brain can turn into a sieve, and you can literally forget episodes that you have shot.
Youth is an amazing thing: I think back on when we did The Lost Boys, and I didn't think I could do anything wrong.
It's not sipping wine. It's a mourning wine. You drain it. Like this.
You have the maturity of a 14-year-old boy!“ Kennedy hisses. "And you have the chest of one.
During a trial, boy, you think, eat, sleep and crap only the trial.
I do like men who come out frankly and own that they are not gods.
