[first lines] [English subtitles] Benjamín Esposito: [voiceover] On June 21st, 1974, Ricardo Morales had breakfast with Liliana Coloto for the last time. For the rest of his life he'd remember every single detail of that morning. Planning their firs...
Capt. Malcolm Reynolds: You had a gorram time bomb living with us! Who we gonna find in there when she wakes up? The girl? Or the weapon? Dr. Simon Tam: I thought she was getting better. Jayne Cobb: And I thought they was getting off. Didn't we have ...
Harry Lime: Nobody thinks in terms of human beings. Governments don't. Why should we? They talk about the people and the proletariat, I talk about the suckers and the mugs - it's the same thing. They have their five-year plans, so have I. Martins: Yo...
Johnny Ringo: [Ringo is trying to get McMasters to rejoin the Cowboys] So, there's nothin' I can say to get you to come back? Sherman McMasters: Not after what you done. Not after shootin' at the Earp's women. Johnny Ringo: All right then, I guess yo...
Pam: Hey, listen to Franklin's horoscope. "Travel in the country, long-range plans, and upsetting persons around you, could make this a disturbing and unpredictiable day. The events in the world are not doing much either to cheer one up." Jerry: That...
Slinky Dog: [while the toys try to extend a chain of toy monkeys to Buzz, who's fallen in the bushes, but catches up to Andy, his mom, and Woody, who are driving to Pizza Planet] It's too short. We need more monkeys! Rex: There aren't any more! That'...
[last lines] Sykes: I Didn't expect to find you here. Deke Thornton: Why not? I sent them back; That's all I said I'd do. Sykes: They didn't get very far. Deke Thornton: I figured. Sykes: What are your plans, now? Deke Thornton: Drift around down her...
[Detective Trupo notices Richie's plans to arrest Frank Lucas] Detective Trupo: What's this? Don't tell me you're actually gonna arrest Frank Lucas, are you? Detective Richie Roberts: What? Haven't you heard? We're all fucking crazy over here. You kn...
One of the classier features of this home was the padded toilet seat. It was high-mileage puffy brown vinyl-colored foam and made that weird sigh when you sat down on it. I'm not a germaphobe or anything like that, but it is weird to think about all ...
What good were fate and fortune anyway? If there was some sort of plan she was supposed to follow, it was unreadable to her and impossible to stick to. She was tired of fate, which was probably just a made-up concept invented by humans to feel like s...
If I had my way, I would declare a moratorium on public preaching of 'the plan of salvation' in America for one to two years. Then I would call on everyone who has use of the airwaves and the pulpits to preach the holiness of God, the righteousness o...
Oh, Moon, upon me shine- Give back his life, instead take mine. Send back his heart, return his breath. Please release him from his death. Give back his eyes, bring back his voice. I willingly have made this choice. Hand back his plans, restore his m...
Our planning consisted of starting up our project by generating some income through t-shirts and small products. Then we worked our way up with art shows and art projects that I’m creating under our collective. Only then did we announce the comic b...
For God’s sake, man!” Frederick Carlyle bellowed across the room. “At least wait until you’re alone before you kiss her, if you please! Remember, her family is watching you, and we haven’t had our dinner yet!
Psychologists suggest that we must reach back at least three generations to look for clues whenever we begin untangling the emotional legacy of any one family's history.
Andrei had been dead for sixteen hours. Fourteen hours ago, his family vowed to figure out who killed him, and take their revenge by sunrise. They now had six hours remaining to make good on that vow.
It follows that they never understood Reginald, who came down late to breakfast, and nibbled toast, and said disrespectful things about the universe. The family ate porridge, and believed in everything, even the weather forecast.
I’m sorry to pull you out of your classes, but your adviser understands,” Kitteredge said. “He’s a friend of the family.” So that’s it, Neal thought. You bought me; you own me.
I can't even produce a metaphor for the drug world anymore. I don't even like the phrase the drug world since the phrase implies a different world.
Our hearts are bound together,' he said, 'and I am free to decide who I love. And what I want. Nothing - not the pressure of my family, or what anyone else thinks - matters.
Food for her is not food, it is terror, dignity, gratitude, vengeance, joyfulness, humiliation, religion, history, and, of course, love. As if the fruit she always offered us were picked from the destroyed brances of out family tree.
