Barbara: [over the phone] Some men tried to get into the house. Shaun: Well are they still there? Barbara: [over the phone] I'm not sure, we've shut the curtains. Shaun: Did you try the police? Barbara: [over the phone] Well I thought about it. Shaun...
Malcolm Crowe: Do you know what free association writing is, Cole? Cole Sear: No. Malcolm Crowe: Free association writing is when you take a pencil in your hand and you put the pencil to a peice of paper and you start writing. You don't look at or th...
[after Holmes throws Mary off the train, Watson turns around and sees his wife gone] Sherlock Holmes: It had to be done. She's safe now! In my own defense, I timed it perfectly-! [Watson lunges at him and starts throttling him] Dr. John Watson: Did y...
Spock: We are traveling at warp speed. How did you manage to beam aboard this ship? James T. Kirk: Hey, you're the genius. You figure it out. Spock: As acting captain of this vessel, I order you to answer the question. James T. Kirk: Well, I'm not te...
Caden Cotard: I wanted to ask you, how old are kids when they start to write? Madeleine Gravis: Listen, there's an absolutely brilliant novel written by a four year old. Caden Cotard: Really? Madeleine Gravis: 'Little Winky" by Horace Azpiazu. Caden ...
[a deflected bullet fired by Moira towards Erik hits Charles] Erik Lehnsherr: [to Charles] I am so sorry. Erik Lehnsherr: [Erik looks at Moira] YOU! You did this! [Erik begins to strangle Moria with her necklace. Raven, Hank, Alex, and Sean walks tow...
Angela Hayes: I'm serious. He just pulled down his pants and yanked it out. You know, like, "Say hello to Mr. Happy." Playground Girl #1: Gross. Angela Hayes: It wasn't gross. It was kinda cool. Playground Girl #1: So did you do it with him? Angela H...
Senior Dr. Bennett: Did your father ever tell you about the day you were born? Will Bloom: A thousand times. He caught an uncatchable fish. Senior Dr. Bennett: Not that one. The real story. Did he ever tell you that? Will Bloom: No. Senior Dr. Bennet...
Jack Twist: You know what, friend? This is a goddamn bitch of an unsatisfactory situation. You used to come down so easy, now it's like seein' the Pope. Ennis Del Mar: Jack, I gotta work. I mean in them earlier days I just quit the job. You forget wh...
Was it like this then? Seventy-five years or so ago? Did a group of people sit around and cast their votes on initiating the Hunger Games? Was there dissent? Did someone make a case for mercy that was beaten down by the calls for the deaths of the di...
The Cylon War is long over, yet we must not forget the reasons why so many sacrificed so much in the cause of freedom. The cost of wearing the uniform can be high, but... [very long pause] sometimes it's too high. You know, when we fought the Cylons,...
I broke up with this girl, and they put me with a psychiatrist who said, 'Why did you get so depressed, and do all those things you did?' I said, 'I wanted this girl and she left me.' And he said,'Well, we have to look into that.' And I said, 'There'...
That was seven years ago. The doctors told her father the memory would fade, like the big messy scar on her arm, but neither ever did.
The mountebank told them that God was surely trying to kill them, possibly because He was through with them, and that they should have the good manners to die. This, as you can see, they did.
Did you ever think that if you told me where Bill's hiding his computer program, I would give you anything you asked for?" - Eric, club dead.
It was her, something about her- whenever she did something that felt like a raw invitation, he simply went mad in his effort to take up the gauntlet.
He stood at the table facing Flora and blowing heavily on his tea and staring at her. Flora did not mind. It was quite interesting: like having tea with a rhinoceros.
They have no achievements of their own. They've made nothing, created nothing, worked at nothing. They will leave no trace that they ever existed. They have no legacy except for their names, which they did nothing to earn.
It's all you can say, when the end comes: 'I did not waste my time.' I think that matters. I think it may be all that matters.
She smirks."Are you attempting to stop me, little one?" "Excuse me? Did you just call me 'little one'? What are you? Like, four feet tall?" I ask.
Always when Will did something to protect Tessa, Jem thought it was for his sake, not for Will's. Always Will wished Jem could be entirely right. Each needle prick had it own name. Guilt. Shame. Love.
