[Frodo and Sam are lowering themselvs down a cliff] Sam: Can you see the bottom? Frodo: No. Don't look down, Sam, just keep going! Sam: [drops a small box] Ouagh! Catch It! Grab it, Mr. Frodo! [Frodo catches it, loses his grip and then lands on the g...
Pita: You're late. Creasy: I'm sorry. Pita: Where's my mother? Creasy: I dropped her at home. Pita: It's no wonder you're late. Why didn't she just come with you? [Creasy doesn't answer] Pita: Do you think my mom likes you? Creasy: I think she's afra...
Paul Sheldon: [holding a rolled-up page of his manuscript] Remember how for all those years, nobody knew who Misery's real father was, or if they'd ever be reunited? It's all right here. Does she finally marry Ian, or will it be Winthorne? It's all r...
Mark Van Doren: What these books have conclusively proven is that the diffence between men and women is exactly 38 pages. Man 1: Can I quote you, Mark? Mark Van Doren: Not before I quote me. Dorothy Van Doren: His own quotes are his greatest pleasure...
Murphy: [getting the drop on two criminals] Hey! Don't move. [Dougy picks up a shot gun and Murphy shoots him dead. Emil grabs his shotgun but just holds it, knowing Murphy's got him dead to rights] Murphy: Go ahead and do it. Dead or alive, you're c...
Lyndon Johnson: And as I was sayin', whoever controls the high ground of space controls the world. The Roman Empire controlled the world because it could build roads. Later, the British Empire was dominant because they had ships. In the Air Stage, we...
Milt Shaw: He's filed a lawsuit, Ray, and it's more than a fine. This guy's got juice, he can get you barred from ever playing Georgia again. But he's willing to drop the suit if you make up the gig. Ray Charles: Not if it's segregated. Milt Shaw: Ra...
[Shapiro received 7 letters at mail call] Animal: What do all those broads say? Shapiro: What do they always say? Animal: Lemme read one. Shapiro: It's not good for you, Animal. Animal: Hey, this is with a typewriter... it's from a finance company. S...
Douglas Quaid: Come on, Cohaagen! You got what you want. Give those people air! Vilos Cohaagen: My friend, in five minutes, you won't give a shit about the people. Fire it up, Doc! Richter: Excuse me, Doctor, is he gonna remember any of this? Doctor:...
Evey Hammond: [telling V about her experiences after she left him] I worried about myself for a while... but then one day I was a market and a friend, someone I'd worked with at the BTN, got in line behind me. I was so nervous that when the cashier a...
Anybodys, Tomboy: [pretending to shoot A-rab] POW, POW! A-Rab: Cracko jacko. Down goes a teenage hoodlum. [drops to the ground] Baby John: Gee. Could a real zip gun make you do like that? Anybodys, Tomboy: You don't know what a zip gun would do? Man,...
Dean Vernon Wormer: Greg, what is the worst fraternity on this campus? Greg Marmalard: Well that would be hard to say, sir. They're each outstanding in their own way. Dean Vernon Wormer: Cut the horseshit, son. I've got their disciplinary files right...
[Judah, Esther, Miriam and Tirzah enter the city to find it deserted except for a blind beggar] Judah Ben-Hur: [to Blind Man] Why are the streets deserted? Blind Man: They have gone to the trial. Alms for the blind? Judah Ben-Hur: Trial? Whose trial?...
Melancholia is, I believe, a musical problem: a dissonance, a change in rhythm. While on the outside everything happens with the vertiginous rhythm of a cataract, on the inside is the exhausted adagio of drops of water falling from time to tired time...
Life is painful and messed up. It gets complicated at the worst of times, and sometimes you have no idea where to go or what to do. Lots of times people just let themselves get lost, dropping into a wide open, huge abyss. But that's why we have to ke...
A thousand lips, a thousand eyes, a thousand hearts will read these words, as you read them, graze them, this moment. Thousands will utter them into the abyss, someday, perhaps for years to come; loudly, softly, repeatedly, again and again and again....
The Little Boy and the Old Man Said the little boy, "Sometimes I drop my spoon." Said the old man, "I do that too." The little boy whispered, "I wet my pants." I do that too," laughed the little old man. Said the little boy, "I often cry." The old ma...
Her mouth was on his with such ferocity, it knocked him back a step. He managed to haul her back so he could gasp for air and answers. "Not that I'm complaining." "Then don't. Shut up and put out Savoie." "You are so romantic, detective." She chained...
I felt a Funeral, in my Brain, And Mourners to and fro Kept treading – treading – till it seemed That Sense was breaking through – And when they all were seated, A Service, like a Drum – Kept beating – beating – till I thought My Mind was...
Will’s voice dropped. “Everyone makes mistakes, Jem.” “Yes,” said Jem. “You just make more of them than most people.” “I —” “You hurt everyone,” said Jem. “Everyone whose life you touch.” “Not you,” Will whispered. “...
If you were coming in the Fall, I'd brush the Summer by With half a smile and half a spurn, As Housewives do a Fly. If I could see you in a year, I'd wind the months in balls — And put them each in separate Drawers, For fear the numbers fuse — If...
