He gave the body a final kick and then turned to face me. “You and I need to talk, Kitten.” “Now?” I asked in disbelief, gesturing to the dead vampire near his feet. “It’s not like he’s going anywhere, so yeah. Now.
But audio is a component of video, so there's always been that anyway, and although we've never expressed a visual side apart from the Grateful Dead movie, I don't find it that remote, you know what I mean? It's a departure of sorts, but it's like a ...
The least I can do is speak out for the hundreds of chimpanzees who, right now, sit hunched, miserable and without hope, staring out with dead eyes from their metal prisons. They cannot speak for themselves.
My idea for the Jamison Project was rather like a pickup company. The idea was to give the dancers a taste of the menu. Today, dancers need to try as many companies as possible without having a drop-dead loyalty to me or anyone else. They like to hav...
I believe strongly in 'giving while living.' I see little reason to delay giving when so much good can be achieved through supporting worthwhile causes today. Besides, it's a lot more fun to give while you live than to give while you are dead.
Amon Goeth: That's a nice suit. Is that silk? It's got a nice sheen to it. Oskar Schindler: I'd say "I'll get you one" only the man who made it is probably dead, I don't know.
Lydia: They don't wanna come down. Delia: Charles... Otho: Why not? Lydia: I think the reason is, is that they were trying to scare you away, and you didn't get scared. Delia: Please, they're dead. It's a little late to be neurotic.
Writing doesn't come real easy to me. I couldn't write a novel in a year. It wouldn't be readable. I don't let an editor even look at it until the second year, because it would just scare them. I just have to trust that all these scraps and dead-ends...
Well, to tell you the straight honest truth, it was like a Grateful Dead cover band. I didn't feel - and nothing against the guys - I didn't feel that they were opening up like they should. I'll tell you what, with guitar players, Steven has what I l...
Doctor #1: [to Bond, who is going into cardiac arrest] Stay calm and don't interrupt. Because you'll be dead within two minutes unless you do exactly what I tell you. James Bond: I'm all ears.
[after Lionel crashes into the church hugging his mother's 'corpse'] Nora Matheson: He was always dreadfully attached to Vera. Father McGruder: Well I've seen some displays of grief in my day, but nothing quite like that.
Dr. Millard Rausch, Scientist: This isn't the Republicans versus the Democrats, where we're in a hole economically or... or we're in another war. This is more crucial than that. This is down to the line, folks, this is down to the line. There can be ...
[Roger and Rico point their guns at each other, at point blank range] Roger: Hold it! [Rico breaks and begins to run away] Roger: Don't go out there! [Rico is shot and screams as he falls off the tenement rooftop]
Peter: Go on, get out of here. Francine Parker: Peter... Peter: I said get out of here. Francine Parker: Jesus Christ, Peter... Peter: I don't want to go. I really don't.
The Joker: Harvey, Harvey, Harvey Dent. [climbs up to the cab of a semi truck, the driver of which is dead or unconscious] The Joker: Oh, excuse me, I want to drive! [shoves him out and takes the wheel]
William Blake: Do you still have my eyeglasses? Nobody: No, I traded them. Do you have any tobacco? William Blake: No, I traded it. Nobody: For what? William Blake: I'm not telling. Nobody: Liar. William Blake: Thief.
Train Fireman: I'll tell you one thing for sure... I wouldn't trust no words written down on no piece of paper, especially from no Dickinson out in the town of Machine... you're just as likely to find your own grave.
Big George: You know I just, I can't drink whiskey like I usetacould. My old belly just ain't no count. I get the shits every time don't you know.
Neil: For the first time in my whole life, I know what I wanna do! And for the first time, I'm gonna do it! Whether my father wants me to or not! Carpe diem!
[after dropping McClane off in Harlem with a sign that says "I hate niggers"] Inspector Cobb: We'll be back to pick you up in fifteen minutes. John McClane: Take your time. I expect to be dead in four.
Shelly: [about Cheryl] Why does she keep making those horrible noises? Ash: I don't know! Shelly: Look at her eyes. Look at her eyes! For God's sake, what happened to her eyes?
