It's always the big question in our lives if you have a lot of success. What do you do with it? Buy more houses, buy more cars, buy more stuff, be wealthy and distant and unengaged? Or do you take all that good fortune that has come towards you and s...
When I was a kid, I'd wake up extraordinarily early every morning and turn on the television, scanning for episodes of 'The Jetsons.' For some reason, I loved the notion of a future where there would be flying cars, supercomputers, and most of all, r...
I'm proud of 'The Hidden.' I feel like we took a B-movie and kind of turned it into an A-minus action movie. We kind of elevated the material a little bit. It's got a great car-chase scene at the very beginning. It has some terrific moments in it, so...
I don't mind a little Sturm und Drang. When I was doing 'Riding in Cars With Boys,' I wouldn't smile at anybody, because my character, Bev, was angry at the world. I'm the opposite. Inside my head I'd be like, God, I'll explain to you at the end of s...
I always check my harness before I do a stunt; I test-drive the cars I have to race or explode; I'm present at all pyrotechnical rehearsals; and I walk through everything step-by-step. No man should put their life in someone else's hands unless they ...
Most people are defined by their titles, their cars, their house, where they came from, their color, their race, their religion. And so it's up to you to take control of your own life and define you. As long as you understand who you are and you have...
I love driving fast. I grew up in Germany; we have the Autobahn here, where we can drive without a speed limit. And throughout my 20s, I always had fast cars, and I always went to the maximum. Like, my average cruising speed was 250 km/hr.
So here we are. The two of us. Me and this geezer I gotta kill. Sittin here in a car showroom office, lookin at each other, lettin Shostakovich's Fifth Symphony take us to places too beautiful and too fuckin sad for words.
I've decided to recast myself as Utopian. I like this landscape of the M25 and Heathrow. I like airfreight offices and rent-a-car bureaus. I like dual carriageways. When I see a CCTV camera, I know I'm safe.
I always say it took me 10 minutes to write 'Cars,' but if I am honest it could have been even less than that - and it has been a really successful song over the years. It is still massively used, in advertising, in films, and people do cover version...
You hear about things happening to people - they slip in the bathtub, fall down the stairs, step off the curb in London because they think that the cars come the other way - and they die. You feel you want to die making an effort at something; you do...
Survivors look back and see omens, messages they missed. They remember the tree that died, the gull that splattered onto the hood of the car. They live by symbols. They read meaning into the barrage of spam on the unused computer, the delete key that...
Cindy: [Cindy runs to the car while Dean saunters] Fuck! Give me the keys. I fucking want a divorce! [Dean pauses, sucks his ring finger, removes his ring and throws it into the bushes]
Graham: That is a nice gun. Ria: Well, the car is registered to a Cindy Bradley. And that's not Cindy. That is a William Lewis. [hands him a wallet] Ria: Found under the front seat. Hollywood Division. Graham: Looks like Detective Conklin shot himsel...
Hoke Colburn: [Hoke and Idella are walking to Daisy's house and notice Boolie's car in the driveway] Now what do you suppose he's doin' here this early in the mornin'? Idella: Dunno... can't be good, I promise you that!
Helen: [on the phone] Hello? Marge: [on the phone] Hi. Yeah, it's Marge. Listen, I was standing outside talking to Carol, and Peg drove by. And she had somebody with her in the car. Helen: [on the phone] Did you get a good look at it?
[Jean is making noise in the back of the car] Gaear Grimsrud: Shut the fuck up! Or I'll throw you back in the trunk, you know? Carl Showalter: Jesus, that's more than I've heard you say all week.
Richard Nixon: [Watching Frost head for his car] You mean to say he just paid me two hundred grand for a visit? Jack Brennan: Yeah. Richard Nixon: Huh. If I'd known that I would invited him for tea.
Roman: [at Han's funeral] Promise me something, Brian. I don't wanna go to any more funerals. Brian O'Conner: Only one more. [spots Deckard Shaw's car driving by] Brian O'Conner: His.
[Gesturing to a crushed car] Auric Goldfinger: Forgive me, Mr. Bond, but, uh... I must arrange to separate my gold from the late Mr. Solo. James Bond: As you said, he had a pressing engagement.
Sue Lor: Kind of ironic, isn't it? Walt Kowalski: What is? Sue Lor: Thao washing your car after he tried to steal it. Walt Kowalski: And if he misses a spot, he has to do it all over again.
