Danny Archer: Don't worry, we'll be fine, huh? [pause] Danny Archer: Listen, you take off, soon as I'm out the door, you don't land until I raise you on the set front. [Danny gets off the helicopter] Nabil: You be careful, Danny! Danny Archer: Don't ...
And, sure, fine, I do check my phone about every two minutes, but so do a lot of people, and it's better than smoking, that's what I say. It's the new, lung-safe cigarette.
Emma has it wrong. You don’t ditch your men, you kill them.” “I won’t kill you.” She stepped in front of me and took my hand, watching me take the last drag of my cigarette. “I like you too much.
Interesting" people were her favorite hobby. She collected them: the type who did gay things late at night and smoked cigarettes in mixed company, those would have most scandalized her own mother.
Girls took to dressing like boys, and though women had obtained the vote, we had swiftly moved on to pursuing flashier freedoms: necking in cars and smoking cigarettes and walking down city streets in flesh colored stockings.
Guys do ridiculous things for love." Adrian reached into his pocket and held up a pack of cigarettes. "Do you know how badly I want one of these right now? Yet I suffer, Rose. All for you.
Life isn't memorable enough to remember everything. It's not like there are explosions all the time, or dog smoking cigarettes.
I get it,' said the prisoner. 'Good Cop, Bad Cop, eh?' If you like.' said Vimes. 'But we're a bit short staffed here, so if I give you a cigarette would you mind kicking yourself in the teeth?
If my house were burning down, the one thing I’d take with me is my vast collection of smoke. I consider smoke the souls of dead cigarettes my lovers have exhaled.
All this talk about what a future science'll bring us? Art can change things just as much.' She stubbed out her cigarette. 'Maybe better.' 'Why's that?' 'Art doesn't kill anyone.
In the 1960s, you could eat anything you wanted, and of course, people were smoking cigarettes and all kinds of things, and there was no talk about fat and anything like that, and butter and cream were rife. Those were lovely days for gastronomy, I m...
Well, I met Frank Sinatra and Bob Dylan in the space of 15 minutes. Frank Sinatra kissed me on the lips. He kissed me on the lips. And then he gave me a filterless cigarette. And then I met Bob Dylan. I came off all lightheaded and had to go sit on h...
I'm really still a child of the Forties. I still think about it a lot, about the repercussions of armed conflict. Until 1953 we had rationing. We couldn't buy meat, we couldn't buy pleasurable goods like cigarettes and sweets. I didn't starve - my fa...
I did every odd job you could possibly imagine: Holding a sign in the rain for 14 hours straight, sweeping up cigarette butts, pouring coffee, running around - anything I could to be on a film set. I wanted to be in the business. So I'd say, 'You nee...
You have to eat right. That does not mean that I don't drink Cuban coffee. That does not mean that I do not have two cigarettes a day - that's what I'm down to. I drink wine - you know, I'm normal. But I do eat well.
When I'm performing for the people, I am me, then. I am that little girl who, when she was five years old, used to sing at church. Or I'm that 15-year-old young lady who wanted to be grown and wanted to sing and couldn't wait to be smokin' a cigarett...
Is the ash in trees, babies, flowers, and visions of God better than the visions themselves? Then you think, none of this is tangible or concrete. So you have another cigarette and think about the (not one) but many ghosts you keep tucked away, under...
What most people find festive—a weekend at a beach shack with friends, a boat trip down a river, a crackling bonfire on a summer night—I see as a bleak nightmare to be grimly endured. I would sooner put lit cigarettes in my eyes than share a vaca...
Mike Wallace: And that's what cigarettes are for? Jeffrey Wigand: A delivery device for nicotine. Mike Wallace: A delivery device for nicotine. Put it in your mouth, lit it up and you're gonna get your fix? Jeffrey Wigand: You're gonna get your fix.
Cera: I hope those aren't my cigarettes. Chiki: When I took them, I didn't know you'd need them. But now I hope . . . [lighting one up and taking a drag, then putting it into Cera's mouth] Chiki: that you'll die of cancer.
Evan: Fogell, I just don't understand why you were smoking cigarettes with those cops. Fogell: Because I fucking rule! Oh, we are SO gonna get laid tonight! Seth: I am, I'm gonna get laid.
