Nameless: Your Majesty, my task is completed now. My decision will cause the deaths of many and Your Majesty will live on. A dead man begs you to remember; a warrior's ultimate act is to lay down his sword.
Charlotte: Why do they switch the r's and the l's here? Bob: Uh... for yuks. You know? Just to mix it up. Bob: They have to amuse themselves, 'cause we're not making them laugh.
Sulley: [singing to Boo to get her to stop crying] Oh, he's a happy bear, and he's not crying, and neither should you, or we'll be in trouble, 'cause they're gonna find us...
The Countess: Go with the real guy, honey, we're limited. Rita: Go with Tom! He's got no flaws! Delilah: Go with SOMEBODY, child, 'cause I's gettin' bored.
David: [on the phone] Well, he's not homeless, Howard, they just don't say where he lives. - Well, it's a silly question! - Because nobody's homeless in Pleasantville. 'Cause that's just not what it's like.
Jim Stark: If he had guts to knock Mom cold once, then maybe she'd be happy and then she'd stop picking on him. Because they make mush out of him! Just mush!
Crawford Family Maid: You're shivering, John. Are you cold? Jim Stark: [Gets up from his seat and takes his jacket off] You want my jacket?
Jim Stark: [to a shivering Plato] Want my jacket? [Plato looks up at Jim] Jim Stark: You want my jacket? It's warm. [Plato shakes his head]
[last lines] Jim Stark: Mom. Dad. This is Judy. She's my friend. Mrs. Carol Stark: He's... [Frank speaks, overlapping so their words become unintelligible]
[as Ray is going blind] Aretha Robinson: I'll show you how to do something once, I'll help you if you mess up twice, but the third time you're on your own. 'Cause that's how it is in the world.
Tony Montana: [watching news on TV] I know that. But you know why, Vic? 'Cause you got your head up your culo. That's why that fucking guy never tells the truth. That motherfucker!
I really want to move away from the old model in which you have to rely on people giving $10 after a humanitarian crisis to a newer model where people give money but also their time and their skills, whatever they have, to the causes that are persona...
I have heartaches, I have blues. No matter what you got, the blues is there. 'Cause that's all I know - the blues. And I can sing the blues so deep until you can have this room full of money and I can give you the blues.
'Cause I can make more money going in and doing my recordings and selling them through my entities that I have, rather than going to a record co. and them release a record and pay me 5 percent of what they make off it.
The way you really find out about the performer's seriousness about the cause is how long they stay with it when the spotlight gets turned off. You see a lot of celebrities switch gears. They go from the environment to animal rights to obesity or wha...
The science is clear that there is an increase in the amount of CO2 in the atmosphere. What is not clear from the science is how much of that increase is caused by human activity; and what also is not clear is what impact those increases have on the ...
Science will explain how but not why. It talks about what is, not what ought to be. Science is descriptive, not prescriptive; it can tell us about causes but it cannot tell us about purposes. Indeed, science disavows purposes.
Young people, those who think they're experts in science, there's no doubt. They just believe it, and so there has to be an explanation - and whatever man is doing has caused the jet stream to slow down, and that is permitting the polar vortex.
While journalists cannot right every wrong, champion every cause or fix every problem, they can - through the written word - lift someone's burden for a day, make some elderly woman on a bus smile or let them know they are noticed by someone.
Thus so wretched is man that he would weary even without any cause for weariness... and so frivolous is he that, though full of a thousand reasons for weariness, the least thing, such as playing billiards or hitting a ball, is sufficient enough to am...
You cannot have one bathroom. And it don't matter how much you love your wife and everything, 'cause you wind up with no room at all. You just get a little corner, and you've got a toothbrush and your paste and a shaving brush and a razor.
