[Shaun is surprised to see that Liz has a pack of cigarettes] Liz: You left them in my flat. Shaun: Yeah, in the bin! Liz: I was desperate. Shaun: Sneaky monkey...
Shaun: [about Ed] Oh, he sells a bit of weed every now and again, you know. You've sold puff. Pete: Yeah. Once. At college. To you.
[the jukebox starts playing a love song after Liz has broken up with Shaun] Ed: Who the hell put this on? Shaun: [tearfully] It's on random.
Dianne: SHAUN! [Dianne throws a dart and misses] Shaun: NO! [Dianne throws another dart and hits the zombie] Shaun: YES, yes, in the head! [Dianne throws a third dart and hits Shaun in the head on accident] Shaun: AHHHHHHHHH!
Shaun: They still out there? [Ed checks, revealing two zombies scratching at the window] Ed: Yeah. What you think we should do? Shaun: Have a sit down?
Ed: You gonna thank me then? Shaun: For what? Ed: Tidying up! Shaun: Doesn't look that tidy. Ed: Well, I had a few beers when I finished.
Obi-Wan Kenobi: [after finding the young dead Jedi's in the temple] Who? Who could have done this?
Spock Prime: To stop Nero, you alone must take command of your ship. James T. Kirk: How? Over your dead body? Spock Prime: Preferably not.
Alonzo Harris: Yeah, you dead now. Turn down drugs to a dealer and the police chief is handing your wife a crisp flag. What the fuck is wrong with you?
V: No, what you have are bullets, and the hope that when your guns are empty, I'm no longer standing, because if I am... you'll all be dead before you've reloaded.
Adendorff: Haven't you had enough? Both of you! My god, can't you see it's all over! Your bloody egos don't matter anymore. We're dead!
I was lucky enough to see with my own eyes the recent stock-market crash, where they lost several million dollars, a rabble of dead money that went sliding off into the sea.
Deathstorm sees Power Ring as a fascinating experiment. Deathstorm is a scientist who's been merged with the dead body of his lab assistant. It's given him a cold demeanor and a clammy touch.
I think that concrete poetry seems to have, as far as I can see, come to a kind of a dead end. It doesn't seem to be going any further than it went in its high period of about five or six years ago.
Chinese culture in general is not very religious. Confucianism is more a code of ethics than a religion, and ancestor worship is a way for parents to control you even after they're dead.
I don't think writers are sacred, but words are. They deserve respect. If you get the right ones in the right order, you can nudge the world a little or make a poem which children will speak for you when you're dead.
I know a lot of people who are weak, who are in a perpetual cycle of poverty and being locked up. There are guys from my neighborhood who are in jail or who are dead. It does take a certain strength to know your environment and say, 'I can grow beyon...
Every success story has a parent who says, 'over my dead body.' Every success story has an old person who walks up to you and says, when you're acting the fool, 'you know I worry about you sometimes.'
Ideally, content should be shared, mixed, mashed, and reposted - it wants to flow through the Internet like water. This was the point of RSS, after all - a technology that has actually been declared dead more often than the lowly display banner.
I'm very lucky that I started out as a reader of the comic book and a viewer of the show. And I try to remain that, and make 'The Walking Dead' that I love watching. Luckily, I have the source material that I love, and I want to serve that as well.
Music I heard with you was more than music, and bread I broke with you was more than bread. Now that I am without you, all is desolate; all that was once so beautiful is dead.
