[last lines] Professor Henry Higgins: Eliza? Where the devil are my slippers?
Eliza Doolittle: Come on, Dover! Come on, Dover! Move your bloomin' arse!
Professor Henry Higgins: She's an owl, sickened by a few days of *my* sunshine.
Eliza Doolittle: There can't be any feeling between the likes of me and the likes of you.
Professor Henry Higgins: Damn Mrs. Pearce; damn the coffee; and damn you!
Lydia Howland: But this isn't fair. Dr. Alice Howland: I don't have to be fair. I'm your mother.
If DreamWorks and Disney need that name to sell the cartoon and get people in the seats, that's what they need. It's not fair, but there's plenty of other work for us to do.
It's not fair to say that people who work with their head or with their hands ought to pay taxes, but people who earn their living with capital ought not to.
Here's my Golden Rule for a tarnished age: Be fair with others, but keep after them until they're fair with you.
I know so many amazing actors who don't get work... and then there are a bunch of real duds that work all the time. The industry is just not fair in that way.
The Universe is about maintaining balance, not fairness. It is by means of balance that true fairness exists in the Universe.
The Australian public are very fair and they are always prepared to give the leader of a major political party a fair go.
Bush already gave obscene tax breaks to people like me and Warren Buffet, and we are saying it's not fair.
But it is true that some magazines have a policy to show only a certain amount of black girls on their covers. Naomi is right. It's not fair, and I wish it would change.
Professor Henry Higgins: Why can't a woman be more like a man?
[repeated line] Eliza Doolittle: I'm a good girl, I am!
Professor Henry Higgins: I paid five pounds for her. She's mine!
For consumers to benefit from technology, there has to be fair and open competition. Fair and open competition is the only course we know that can lead to meaningful innovation.
It's not fair to compare one artist to another because they all come with their own sort of elements to the picnic, you know.
Life is like Tyra Bank’s left breast. It’s not right it’s not fair & still people loves it for what it is.
If you do your fair day's work, you are certain to get your fair day's wage - in praise or pudding, whichever happens to suit your taste.
