Ariel: "Why do such stories always sound so sad? Why can't people part on more amiable terms?" Danny: "Human nature," he said. "When feelings change and a person is at their most insecure, it's a matter of personal survival, I think. It's not always ...
Then go get dressed for your Master,"Danny said with a slow,dark smile."The snake and Eve worked together,you and I will too. We'll make sure our Adam enjoys Eden before he leaves. We'll give himstrawberry so sweet it will sustain him through a whole...
Nicholas Angel: If you had paid attention to me in school, you'd understand it's not all about car chases and excitement. [someone speeds by, triggering Angel's radar speed gun] Nicholas Angel: Fire up the roof. [they chase and catch the speeding car...
Danny Witwer: Looks like we won't be working together after all, John. Now put the gun down. I don't hear a red ball. [Sirens begin going off, the same sirens that usually indicate a red ball- Witwer's smile drops]
Rusty: You'd need at least a dozen guys doing a combination of cons. Danny: Like what, do you think? Rusty: Off the top of my head, I'd say you're looking at a Boeski, a Jim Brown, a Miss Daisy, two Jethros and a Leon Spinks, not to mention the bigge...
Danny Riordan, Clermont Resident: Well, you know, Alvin, there's a lot of hills bigger than Clairmont's between here and Zion. Even if you get that mower running again, it might still break down. Alvin Straight: Well, you're a kind man talking to a s...
Danny Vinyard: [arguing about his "Mein Kampf" paper] Look Sweeney, did you bring me here to talk about Derek? Because what happened to him has nothing to do with me. Bob Sweeney: Everything you do right now has something to do with Derek.
[holds a gun to both himself and Landy] Ward Abbott: I'm a patriot. I served my country. Pamela Landy: And Danny Zorn? What was he? Ward Abbott: Unlucky. Collateral damage. Pamela Landy: So, what do we do now? Ward Abbott: I'm not sorry.
My father is a jazz musician, so I grew up hearing jazz. My parents loved it, but I didn't like it. It went on for too long. Yes, I had certain teachers that really inspired me, like Danny Barker, and John Longo. And I had no idea that I would have a...
Your ass belongs to me. I’ve suffered for it. I’ve loved you forever. I deserve it,” Danny went on, his voice a low mixture of anger and desire. “I don’t ever want you getting from another man what you can get from me. You hear me, Paul Guy...
Moreover, there was what Amy called “the cocksuckers’ contingent of the country”—what Danny knew as the dumber-than-dog-shit element, those bully patriots—and they were too set in their ways or too poorly educated (or both) to see beyond th...
He bolted right through the wooden cross arm at the parking garage exit and power-slid into traffic. A torrent of car horns and skids enveloped his vehicle, but the tears in Danny's eyes created the inability to differentiate one vehicle from another...
I do most of my vocals - aside from a couple of little one-shot vocal samples. I record everything into the Saffire with an SM58 then scratch it with loads of plug-ins. I don't do much vocoding to be honest. All my vocals are usually done with Melody...
Director Burgess: [before shooting] Shh. Do you know what I hear? Nothing. No footsteps up the stairs, no hovercraft out the window, no clickety-click of little spiders. Do you know why I can't hear any of those things, Danny? Because right now, the ...
You keep out of my bed,” said Danny, for he knew that Joe Portagee had come to stay. The way he sat in a chair and crossed his knees had an appearance of permanence.
I don’t care if he hangs out with Skream/Benga or whoever,” he spat, “it’s just pure nonsense to ruin a hardcore genre with gay synths, chopped chipmunk vocals and cheesy poppy shit just so you can make a shitload of money and be an icon to a...
Col. Jessep: You see Danny, I can deal with the bullets, and the bombs, and the blood. I don't want money, and I don't want medals. What I do want is for you to stand there in that faggoty white uniform and with your Harvard mouth extend me some fuck...
Danny Witwer: Lamar thinks you left John because he lost himself in Precrime instead of you. Lara Anderton: [glares at him] I left him, because everytime I looked at him, I saw my son. Everytime time I got close to him, I smelled my little boy. That'...
Jack Torrance: The most terrible nightmare I ever had. It's the most horrible dream I ever had. Wendy Torrance: It's okay, it's okay now. Really. Jack Torrance: I dreamed that I, that I killed you and Danny. But I didn't just kill ya. I cut you up in...
The world's a hard place, Danny. It don't care. It don't hate you and me, but it don't love us, either. Terrible things happen in the world, and they're things no one can explain. Good people die in bad, painful ways and leave the folks that love the...
I still believe in you, as a writer, but the only stuff we ever had in common doesn't travel very far." "What stuff is that?" he'd asked her. "We're completely at ease being naked in front of strangers and total fuckheads", she'd told him. Maybe that...
