Marlin: I'm dead. I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead, I died, I'm dead.
Arnie: Dad's dead! Dad's dead! Dad's dead! Dad's dead! Dad's dead! Dad's dead!
The Dead Collector: Bring out your dead! Bring out your dead! Peasant 3: Here you are, here's your ninepence. The Dead Body That Claims It Isn't: I'm not dead! The Dead Collector: Hang on, he says he's not dead! Peasant 3: Yes he is. The Dead Body Th...
Percy Wetmore: [yells repeatedly as he brings John Coffey in] Dead man! Dead man walking! We got a dead man walking, here! Paul Edgecomb: Jesus, please us! What is he yelling about? Percy Wetmore: [continues yelling] Dead man! Dead man walking! Dead ...
When I'm dead, everybody's dead -- and the pig too.
Ed Getley: We are the things that were and shall be again! Ahahahaha! Spirits of the book! We want what is yours! LIFE! Dead by dawn! Dead by dawn! Possessed Henrietta: Dead by dawn! Dead by dawn!
Dead news, like dead love, has no phoenix in its ashes.
[Riggs is having doubts] Roger Murtaugh: Why is there a problem? Martin Riggs: There's no problem. Roger Murtaugh: We got one dead girl and one dead guy. The dead guy kills the dead girl, we kill the dead guy 'cause he wanted us to be dead guys - it'...
The world was made for the dead. Think of all the dead there are...There's a million times more dead than living and the dead are dead a million times longer than the living are alive...
He's dead?' Vera asked. 'He's dead? Johnny's dead?' He covered the mouthpiece. 'No,' he said. 'Not dead.' 'Not dead! Not dead!' she cried, and fell on her knees in the phone nook with an audible thud. 'O God we most heartily thank Thee and ask that Y...
[first lines] Father Spiletto: [voiceover] The child is dead. He breathed for a moment. Then he breathed no more. The child is dead. Dead. The child is dead.
Miracle Max: He probably owes you money huh? I'll ask him. Inigo Montoya: He's dead. He can't talk. Miracle Max: Whoo-hoo-hoo, look who knows so much. It just so happens that your friend here is only MOSTLY dead. There's a big difference between most...
Dead men by mass production––in one country after another––month after month and year after year. Dead men in winter and dead men in summer. Dead men in such familiar promiscuity that they become monotonous. Dead men in such monstrous infinit...
There are no dead ends in life, only dead end thinking.
Dash: We're dead! We're dead! We survived but we're dead!
People around me die. They drop like flies. I've gone through life leaving a trail of dead bodies behind me. My mother is dead, my guardian is dead, my aunt is dead—because I killed her, and when my real father finds me, he'll move heaven and earth...
The dead look so terribly dead when they're dead.
Don't cry for the dead, for the dead is deaf, dumb, blind, lame, unemotional and dead.
The humans are dead (I'm glad they are dead) The humans are dead (I noticed, they're dead) We used poisonous gases (With traces of lead) And we poisoned their asses (Actually, their lungs) Binary solo! 0000001, 00000011 000000111, 00001111!
I am dead. It is as if everybody were dead. Let the man left behind shut the door if he wants to.
Sudah gue bilang: punk is only hibernating, not dead!
