[it's a scorching hot day and the Jews are packed into the cattle cars] Oskar Schindler: What do you say we get your fire hoses out here and hose down the cars? Indulge me. Amon Goeth: Hujar. Albert Hujar: Yes sir? Amon Goeth: Bring the fire hoses. A...
Cameron: Ferris, my father loves this car more than life itself. Ferris: A man with priorities so far out of whack doesn't deserve such a fine automobile. [Ferris caresses the car in admiration] Cameron: No. No! Apparently, you don't understand! Ferr...
Roman: [an armed UAV is in pursuit of the car in which are Tej, Roman and Ramsey] First a tank, then a plane, now we got a spaceship? Tej: That's not a spaceship, that's a drone. Roman: Oh, it's a drone? Now you're gonna be articulate and break it do...
Stuntman Mike: How do you think they accomplish that? Pam: CGI? Stuntman Mike: Well, nowadays unfortunately you're right more often than not. But back in the all or nothing days, the Vanishing Point days, the Dirty Mary Crazy Larry days, the White Li...
Chief Gillespie: [regarding Sam Wood's status as a suspect] We have the motive which is money, and the body which is dead! Tibbs: Sam didn't kill Colbert! Chief Gillespie: What makes you so sure? Tibbs: Because Colbert was killed HERE, driven back to...
Ellie Andrews: Aren't you going to give me a little credit? Peter Warne: What for? Ellie Andrews: I proved once and for all that the limb is mightier than the thumb. Peter Warne: Why didn't you take off all your cloths? You could have stopped 40 cars...
Homer: [jumps into Roy Lee's car to go to football tryouts] Let's go, Roy Lee! It's almost nine. Roy Lee: You sure are in a hurry to get yourself killed, huh, kid? O'Dell: There are easier ways to commit suicide, Homer. Homer: Would you just step on ...
Turkish: Have you ever crossed the road, and looked the wrong way? A car's nearly on you? So what do you do? Something very silly. You freeze. Your life doesn't flash before you, 'cause you're too fuckin' scared to think - you just freeze and pull a ...
Girl in Studebaker: You got a bitchin' car. John Milner: Yeah, I know. Girl in Studebaker: In fact, your car's so neat, we're gonna give you our special prize. You want me to give it to you? John Milner: Sweetheart, if the prize is you, I'm a ready t...
Ra's al Ghul: Have you finally learned to do what is necessary? Bruce Wayne: I won't kill you. [he throws two bombs, breaking a window and opening the back of the train car] Bruce Wayne: ... But I don't have to save you. [he spreads his cape and rise...
Burton Mercer: [to Trooper Daniel] Hi! Wanna hand me the mike? [Daniel gives him the police radio] Burton Mercer: Thanks a lot. [speaking in radio] Burton Mercer: Hi, this is car um... [to Officer Mount] Burton Mercer: What number are we? Officer Mou...
Everyone was going crazy, like they’d just witnessed the birth of Jesus and the invention of electricity at the same time. Jude was a rock star, their savior, and they were paying him homage.
Man has created technology. Technology has created man; what we are today. Electricity is our way of life. Without it many would perish.
It would be hilariously tragic if I avoided the rabids, avoided the sun, only to be fried to a crisp on a damn electric fence because I was too impatient.
I am somewhat exhausted; I wonder how a battery feels when it pours electricity into a non-conductor?
The supposedly immaterial soul, we now know, can be bisected with a knife, altered by chemicals, started or stopped by electricity, and extinguished by a sharp blow or by insufficient oxygen.
He smelled like a sultry summer storm—cool, refreshing rain, sweltering, hot wind, and charged, electric thunder—all rolled up into one extremely enticing vampire being.
I had enough electricity in my booty to jump-start the whole of New York City.
We be light, we be life, we be fire! We sing electric flame, we rumble underground wind, we dance heaven! Come be we and be free!
Electricity, shelter, and a safe place to sleep . . . trump the need to preserve your credit score, or purchase a new gizmo.
This is how most stories end in the hospital. Not with crash carts and sirens and electric shocks to the chest, but with an empty room, a crisp white bed, silence.
