Tim: [after climbing down the tree to escape the falling car] I hate trees! Lex: They don't bother me. Tim: Oh yeah? Well, you weren't in the last one!
Clarice Starling: [Hannibal Lecter has escaped] He won't come after me. Ardelia Mapp: Oh really? Clarice Starling: He won't. I can't explain it... He - he would consider that rude.
I think that being read to every night is the reason why I was plowing through volume after volume of 'Nancy Drew' books all by myself by the time I reached the first grade. I loved stories. I loved the escape. I had a vivid imagination.
If you think about evolution, sleep, at some time, was a dangerous undertaking. You lie down in your cave or shelter, and along comes a predator and has you for dinner. Many creatures do not sleep or sleep while standing so they can escape from dange...
When I put a quarter into an arcade machine or call up an emulated game on my computer, I do it to escape the world that is a slave to the time that makes things fall apart. I have never played these games to occupy my world.
Apart from the most obvious cases, like the Oriental Bittersweet vine, escaped from private gardens and smothering the mountains one acre at a time, the most painful proof of man's destruction is not what you can see right in front of you; it's what ...
Frank Morris: Tell me, you stopped killing white people? English: Why? Frank Morris: Well, next time I wouldn't turn my back on ya.
English: [after Doc chopped off his fingers] I heard about Doc, and I know why he did it. Somebody took away his painting privileges.
[as Bruce bangs against the door of the sunken ship] Dory: Who is it? Marlin: Dory, help me find a way out! Dory: [to Bruce] Sorry. Could you come back later? We're trying to escape.
Dr. Gonzo: [trying to escape the rotating bar] When's the thing going to stop? Raoul Duke: Stop? Dr. Gonzo: Stop it! Raoul Duke: It's not ever going to stop, man!
Colin: Afraid this tea's pathetic. Must have used these wretched leaves about twenty times. It's not that I mind so much. Tea without milk is so uncivilized.
Hilts: [tasting the moonshine, speaks in a raspy voice] Wow! Hendley: [tasting the moonshine, speaks in a hoarse tone] Wow! Goff: [tasting the moonshine, is wracked with coughing and weakly says while still coughing] ... wow...
Steinach: Herr Bartlett-! [Bartlett turns around and says something in German] Steinach: Your German is good. And I hear, also, your French. Your arms... [pulls a gun] Steinach: UP! [Bartlett surrenders]
Goff: [Sedgewick has just descended into the tunnel entrance] Was that Sedgewick with his steamer trunk? POW: Who else? Goff: I wish he was back in Australia with his kangaroos.
[the Gestapo have captured Bartlett and MacDonald] Preissen: Ah, Herr Bartlett. And Herr MacDonald. We are together again. You're going to wish you had never put us to so much trouble!
Bard: What news from the night-watch? Alfrid: All quiet, sir. Nothing escapes me. Bard: Except an army of Elves it would seem.
Llewyn Davis: [talking to the cat] What's your name again? Llewyn Davis: [the cat escapes from him, through the window] Oh shit. No, no! Oh. Fuck, goddamnit, oh shit!
Pippin: It's so quiet. Gandalf: It's the deep breath before the plunge. Pippin: I don't want to be in a battle. But waiting on the edge of one I can't escape is even worse.
[Bilbo enters his house, satisfied because of his escape from his own birtday party] Gandalf: I suppose you think that was terribly clever.
[Ed is driving Philip's Jaguar very fast, dodging other cars as he tries to escape the zombies] Philip: [pompously] You *do* realise this is a 20 mph zone? Ed: [grinning] Oh yeah!
[Bond is chasing Silva who escaped, trying to open a door] James Bond: It won't open. Q: Of course it will, put your back into it. James Bond: Why don't you come down here and put your back into it?
