Begbie: Did you bring the cards? Sick Boy: What? Begbie: The cards, the last thing I told you was to mind the cards! Sick Boy: Well, I've not brought them. Begbie: It's fucking boring after a while without the cards. Sick Boy: I'm sorry. Begbie: Bit ...
Toby: Did you know that the Lord of the Rings is gay? Bree Osbourne: I beg your pardon. Toby: There's this big, black tower, right? And it points right at this huge burning vagina thing, and it's like the symbol of ultimate evil. And then Sam and Fro...
Jack: [deleted scenes] I never cared too much for all that Dadaism and Cubism. Just had no heart. Rose: I like some of it. Jack: Really? For me Paris was more about living on the streets and trying to put it on paper. Rose: You know, my dream has alw...
Scottie: [to Judy, after being taken to the scene of Madeline's death] No, no. I have to tell you about Madeleine now. Right there. [Pointing] Scottie: We stood there and I kissed her for the last time, and she said, 'If you lose me you'll know that ...
Uncle Monty: The older order changeth, yielding place to new. God fulfils himself in many ways. And soon, I suppose, I shall be swept away by some vulgar little tumour. Oh, my boys, my boys, we're at the end of an age. We live in a land of weather fo...
[last lines] Porky Pig: All right. M-m-m-ove along now. Th-th-there's nothing left to see here. That's all folks. Mmm, I like the sound of that. Porky Pig: [turns to audience; iris closes in on Porky and "Merry-Go-Round Broke Down" plays on soundtrac...
Lt. Santino: Gee whiz, Eddie, if you really needed money so bad, then why didn't you come to me? Eddie Valiant: So I took a couple of dirty pictures, kill me. Lt. Santino: I've already got a stiff on my hands, thank you. Eddie Valiant: Huh? Lt. Santi...
Elizabeth: How do you do? Elizabeth: [turns in Igor's direction to speak, changes her mind, then looks back to Inga] How do you do? Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: Uh, this is my financier, Elizabeth. Inga: Oh, I'm so happy to meet you at last! Dr. Frede...
Partygoer: So Tom, what is it that you do? Tom: I uh, I write greeting cards. Summer: Tom could be a really great architect if he wanted to be. Partygoer: That's unusual, I mean, what made you go from one to the other? Tom: I guess I just figured, wh...
Mortimer Brewster: I saw a play last week, it had a character in it, reminded me of Jonathon. Abby Brewster: Oh, really? Mortimer Brewster: Yeah, a honey of a lunatic. One of those whodunits called "Murder Will Out". Abby Brewster: Oh, dear! Mortimer...
Willard: [voice-over] How many people had I already killed? There were those six that I knew about for sure. Close enough to blow their last breath in my face. But this time, it was an American and an officer. That wasn't supposed to make any differe...
[last lines] Lt. General Frederick "Boy" Browning: I've just been on to Monty. He's very proud and pleased. Major General Urquhart: Pleased? Lt. General Frederick "Boy" Browning: Of course. He thinks Market Garden was 90% successful. Major General Ur...
[last lines] Narrator: [voice-over] Utterly baffled and beaten, what was a lonely and broken-hearted man to do? Barry took the annuity and returned to Ireland with his mother to complete his recovery. Sometime later, he travelled to the Continent. Hi...
Edward Cole: The simplest thing is... I loved him. And I miss him. Carter and I saw the world together. Which is amazing... When you think that only three months ago, we were complete strangers! I hope that it doesn't sound selfish of me but... the l...
[first lines] Reporter: This year Zentsuji Middle School number 4's Class E was chosen from among 43,000 Ninth grade classes. This year's game, said to be more blistering than the last - - Oh look there! There she is! The winner's a girl! Surviving a...
Hedley Lamarr: [to himself] A sheriff! But law and order is the last thing I want. Wait a minute... maybe I could turn this thing into my advantage. If I could find a sheriff who so offends the citizens of Rock Ridge that his very appearance would dr...
But most of the time, with a contented resignation that comes normally to a man only at the end of a long and busy life, he sat before the keyboard and filled the air with his beloved Bach. Perhaps he was deceiving himself, perhaps this was some merc...
On glancing over my notes of the seventy odd cases in which I have during the last eight years studied the methods of my friend Sherlock Holmes, I find many tragic, some comic, a large number merely strange, but none commonplace; for, working as he d...
I wrote to find beauty and purpose, to know that love is possible and lasting and real, to see day lilies and swimming pools, loyalty and devotion, even though my eyes were closed, and all that surrounded me was a darkened room. I wrote because that ...
Of all the deep longings, this ache for missing intimacy, cuts through sharply, like a scream in a silent room, like the last gasping breath under a stifling mask, like the huge lump in the throat that one is unable to swallow. This deep ache to be h...
Reading, for me, is like this: consumptive, pleasing, calming, as much as edifying. It's how I feel after a good dinner. That's why I do it so often: It feels wonderful. The book is mind and I insert myself into it, cover it entire, ear my way throug...
