[last lines] [Sean reads a note from Will: "Sean, if the Professor calls about that job, just tell him, sorry, I have to go see about a girl."] Sean: Son of a bitch... He stole my line.
Tiffany: You know, for a while, I thought you were the best thing that ever happened to me. But now I'm starting to think you're the worst. Pat: Of course you do. Come on, let's go dance.
Tiffany: No walk, no letter. Walk to me like I'm Nikki. Do it, come on, I'm Nikki. Pat: You're not Nikki. [does the walk anyway] Tiffany: Yes! Do you feel that? That's emotion. Pat: I don't feel anything.
Ronnie: Oh, she's a mess. You gotta be careful. She goes to a lot of therapy. Pat: I go to a lot of therapy, Ronnie. What are you trying to say? Ronnie: I'm just saying.
Pat Sr.: ...and I'll take that fucking camera and I'm gonna break it over your fuckin' head, then I'm gonna come back and interview you about what it's like to get that fuckin' camera broken over your head!
[first lines] Private Edward P. Train: What's this war in the heart of nature? Why does nature vie with itself? The land contend with the sea? Is there an avenging power in nature? Not one power, but two?
Paddy Conlon: Listen to me. I thought maybe we could break bread. You know, just open some lines of communication. Brendan Conlon: You got two lines of communication. You got the telephone and the post office.
By the time I got to the point where I was 'starring' in movies, and I had executives telling me what lines to say, that wasn't for me. I'm really not an actor. I'm a guy who comes out of comedy, and my impetus was always to rewrite the line to make ...
Then took the quilt out of its linen wrapper for the pleasure of the brilliant colors and the feel of the velvet. The needlework was very fine and regular. Adair hated needlework and she could not imagine sitting and stitching the fine crow’s-foot ...
He winced at her efforts to mollify him. Why didn't she say she was disgusted with his behaviour, with his long absence, his infrequent superficial letters? And if she did say it - would he defend himself? Would he give reasons, try to explain how me...
I admire nudity and I like sex, and so did a lot of people in the Thirties. But, to me, overexposure blunts the fun…Sex as something beautiful may soon disappear. Once it was a knife so finely honed the edge was invisible until it was touched and t...
Ein Sadhu hat mir einmal etwas Interessantes gesagt. Ich weiss nicht, ob es stimmt, aber mir kam es sinnvoll vor. Er meinte, achtundneunzig von hundert Gedanken hat man schon mal gehabt. Auch die Gedanken wiederholen sich. Deshalb kann man sie genaus...
Up to the present man has hardly cultivated sympathy at all. He has merely sympathy with pain, and sympathy with pain is not the highest form of sympathy. All sympathy is fine, but sympathy with suffering is the least fine mode. It is tainted with eg...
Right now I'll just be happy if you let me know what would you like to have in breakfast ." She swiftly moved from the platform to the fridge and took some bell peppers out of it. I spotted a bowl of boiled noodles. Perhaps, I would be fine with some...
Uncomfortable Waitress: How are you guys doing here? Catherine: Fine. We're fine. We used to be married, but he couldn't handle me, he wanted to put me on Prozac and now he's madly in love with his laptop. Theodore: Well, if you'd heard the conversat...
Radburn: [brings food in to Solomon; a shriveled piece of meat and some water. Just barely enough to sustain Solomon. Radburn also has a shirt] That old thing of yours is just rags and tatters. Need something proper to wear. Go'won. Put it on. [Solom...
Townsman #1: Good morning, Mr. Eastwood. Marty McFly: Morning. Townsman #2: [hands Marty a cigar] Have a cigar, Mr. Eastwood. Anything I can do you for you today Mr. Eastwood? Marty McFly: Uh, no. That's fine. I don't... Townsman #3: Good luck tomorr...
We all draw different lines. Sometimes they intersect. Sometimes they don’t. We agree on forms of evil, but judge degrees of it, saying only the worst of humanity is truly bad. And everything along the gray lines is subject to opinion. These are th...
[first lines] Narrator of opening sequence: War began between Germany and France on August 3rd 1914. Five weeks later the German army had smashed its way to within eighteen miles of Paris. There the battered French miraculously rallied their forces a...
Clouds suit my mood just fine.
Trying is fine. Failing is inevitable. Don’t let it devour you.
