People come up to me on the street and make some little joke - like they'll say, 'Excuse me, sir, what time is it?' And I'll say, you know, '5:15,' and they'll say, 'Hey! Made you talk!' And that's merely a way of saying, 'I know your work and I like...
John Murdoch: Excuse me. How do I get to the end of the line? Train Passenger: You want the Express. John Murdoch: [after train blows by him] Hey, how come that train didn't stop? Station Master: That's the Express.
Dr. Richard Kimble: Alright you guys, knock it off, there's nothing to see here and you come with me. Helen Kimble: Excuse me [to Richard] Helen Kimble: thank you, I was just down to my last joke.
Thao Vang Lor: Excuse me Sir, I need a haircut if you ain't too busy you old Italian son of a bitch prick barber. Boy, does my ass hurt from all of the guys at my construction job.
Merry: Excuse me? I have a sword. Please accept it. [kneels] Merry: I offer you my service, Theoden King. Theoden: [raises him to his feet] And gladly, I accept it. You shall be Meriadoc, Esquire of Rohan.
Old Man: Come in. You must be thirsty... You must excuse them. [Mentioning the hiding farmers in the town] Old Man: They are farmers here. They are afraid of everyone and everything. They are afraid of rain and no rain. The summer may be too hot, the...
Colonel Blake: I think it's important we go over the three basic principles: organization, discipline, and team work. Spearchucker: Excuse me, but do you mind if we limber up first? Colonel Blake: Oh, th-that's a good idea. You organize that.
Clark: [Edited TV version] Excuse me. Could you please tell how to get back on the expressway? Pimp: Man, who do I look like, Christopher "Columbo" Clark: Thank you very much.
Benny the Cab: [seeing two cars in each lane blocking his path] Will you look at these two? [swerves past and between them] Benny the Cab: Excuse me, ladies! Now that's what I call a couple of roadhogs.
Dr. Evald Borg: It's absurd to bring children into this world and think they'll be better off than we were. Marianne Borg: That's just an excuse. Dr. Evald Borg: Call it what you want. I was an unwanted child in a hellish marriage.
Ricky Fitts: Excuse me for speaking so bluntly sir. But those fags make me want to puke my fucking guts out. Colonel Frank Fitts: [cautiously, after a long pause] Well, me too son. Me too.
[Bud is being put into the fluid-breathing suit] Virgil: So, I can hear you, but I can't talk, right? Ensign Monk: The fluid prevents the larynx from making sound. Excuse me. It'll feel a little strange. Virgil: Yeah, no shit.
[while waiting for the arraignment of the burglars] Bob Woodward: Excuse me, what is your name? I'm Bob Woodward, of the Washington Post. Markham: Markham. Bob Woodward: Markham. Mr. Markham, are you here in connection with the Watergate burglary? Ma...
Dr. Emmett Brown: Let me show you my plan for sending you home. Please excuse the crudity of this model. I didn't have time to build it to scale or paint it. [reveals intricate tabletop model of the town square] Marty McFly: [impressed] It's good.
Buck Laughlin: Excuse me if this off the subject a little bit, but just take a guess at how much I can bench press. Come on, what do you think? Take a guess. 315 pounds, at the top of my game, maxing out at 500!
Excuse my charisma, vodka with a spritzer. Swagger down pat, call my shit Patricia. Young Money militia and I am the commissioner. You don't want start Weezy 'cause the F is for finisher So misunderstood but what's a world without enigma?
Excuse me, your attention please.” He waited until the whole floor had stopped what it was doing and turned to face him. For a split second his impulse control kicked in, but by then his mouth was fully engaged. “For the record, Claire Marsden an...
It also appears to me that when prejudices persist obstinately, it is the fault of nobody so much as of those who make a point of proclaiming them insuperable, as an excuse to themselves for never joining in an attempt to remove them. Any prejudice w...
Now, whatever you do, don't say anything, because no one must know that Liberace is gay." "Excuse me?" I said. "I'm eight. I know he's gay.
Gardening is the handiest excuse for being a philosopher. Nobody guesses, nobody accuses, nobody knows, but there you are, Plato in the peonies, Socrates force-growing his own hemlock. A man toting a sack of blood manure across his lawn is kin to Atl...
Don't you dare take the lazy way. It's too easy to excuse yourself because of your ancestry. Don't let me catch you doing it! Now -- look close at me so you will remember. Whatever you do, it will be you who do.
