Well, now that I have a baby, I'm that person who's looking for all the parks. I'm also the person who lost their coat because I was juggling so many items. So I'm that person: I lost my coat, I lost my scarf, and it's cold now.
When I started in professional baseball, I had what you might call a rude awakening. See this scar right next to my left ear? That's where the pitcher hit me the very first time I came to bat as a pro. I was out cold for about 10 minutes.
My generation of playwrights have grown up writing for studio theatres, and so the task of writing for more than ten or so actors is a huge challenge. Logistically, it's like doing an enormous Sudoku. Making sure everyone is in the right place at the...
[Alex chats up two girls sucking penis-shaped lollies] Alex: Enjoying that are you my darlin'? Bit cold and pointless isn't it my lovely? What's happened to yours my little sister?
Eduardo: I'm not afraid of your jelly guns. Dr. Nefario: Oh, this ain't no jelly gun, sunshine. [uses the fart gun on El Macho to knock him out cold from the smell of the stench]
The Joker: [to Batman] I wanted to see what you'd do. And you didn't disappoint... You let five people die. Then, you let Dent take your place. Even to a guy like me, that's cold...
[Offering Elizabeth his coat before putting her in the tower] Arundel: Madam, you are cold. Elizabeth: I do not need your pity. Arundel: Accept it, then, for my sake. Elizabeth: Thank you. I shall not forget this kindness.
Dr. Archibald "Moonlight" Graham: This is my most special place in all the world, Ray. Once a place touches you like this, the wind nevers blows so cold again. You feel for it, like it was your child.
Phil: You want a prediction about the weather, you're asking the wrong Phil. I'll give you a winter prediction: It's gonna be cold, it's gonna be grey, and it's gonna last you for the rest of your life.
Snotlout: Could this day get any worse? Tuffnut: Uh, lemme see: We're jumpin' in freezing cold water, and then die from drowning. Eret: [sarcastically] Looks refreshing.
[Szpilman is discovered by the Polish army, wearing the German dress coat given him by Capt. Hosenfeld] Wladyslaw Szpilman: No. Please. I'm Polish. I'm not a German. Polish Soldier: Then why the fucking coat? Wladyslaw Szpilman: I'm cold.
Mr. Bennet: Well, if Jane does die, it will be a comfort to know she was in pursuit of Mr. Bingley. Mrs. Bennet: People do not *die* of colds. Elizabeth Bennet: Though she may well perish with the shame of having such a mother.
Dick Goodwin: 21 is rigged and I can prove it... I have Enright cold and that means I have you. Kitner: Really? Dick Goodwin: Really. Kitner: Then how come you're the one who's sweating?
George: The bathroom's just down the hall, if you'd like to take a shower. Kenny: Aren't you taking a shower too, Sir? George: Oh, I'm fine, I'm English, we like to be cold and wet.
Jedi Youngling: [a group of younglings are discovered by Anakin] Master Skywalker. There are too many of them. What are we going to do? [with a cold, emotionless face, Anakin draws his lightsaber]
Mr. Potato Head: [after spending the night in the daycare sandbox] It was cold and dark, nothing but sand and a couple of Lincoln Logs. Hamm the Piggy Bank: Eh... I don't think those were Lincoln Logs.
Rogue: [tracing the passage along a map] Niagra Falls... up the Canadian Rockies, and then... it's only a few hundred miles to Anchorage. Rogue's Boyfriend: Won't it be kinda cold? Rogue: Well, that's the point, stupid, otherwise it wouldn't be an ad...
When you say 'control freak' and 'OCD' and 'organized,' that suggests someone who's cold in nature, and I'm just not. Like, I'm really open when it comes to letting people in. But I just like my house to be neat, and I don't like to make big messes t...
The post-Cold War order in Europe is finished, with Vladimir Putin its executioner. Russia's invasion of Georgia only marked its passing. Russia has emerged as a born-again 19th-century power determined to challenge the intellectual, moral and instit...
Before the Internet, before BBSes and Fidonet and Usenet and LiveJournal and blogs and Facebook and Twitter, before the World Wide Web and hot-and-cold-online-everything, science fiction fandom had a long-lived, robust, well-debugged technology of so...
Taste is one of the five senses, and the man who tells us with priggish pride that he does not care what he eats is merely boasting of his sad deficiency: he might as well be proud of being deaf or blind, or, owing to a perpetual cold in the head, of...
