[listening to Beethoven's Ninth Symphony] Alex: Oh bliss! Bliss and heaven! Oh, it was gorgeousness and gorgeousity made flesh. It was like a bird of rarest-spun heaven metal or like silvery wine flowing in a spaceship, gravity all nonsense now. As I...
Alex: So I waited and, O my brothers, I got a lot better munching away at eggiwegs, and lomticks of toast and lovely steakiwegs and then, one day, they said I was going to have a very special visitor. [the Minister enters] Minister: Good evening, my ...
Mister Senor Love Daddy: My people, my people, what can I say; say what I can. I saw it but didn't believe it; I didn't believe what I saw. Are we gonna live together? Together are we gonna live?
Hana: [reads Almásy's note on the firecracker] "Betrayals in war are childlike compared with our betrayals during peace. New lovers are nervous and tender, but smash everything. For the heart is an organ of fire." For the heart is an organ of fire.I...
Hazel Grace Lancaster: But, Gus, my love, I cannot tell you how thankful I am for our little infinity. I wouldn't trade it for the world. You gave me a forever within the numbered days, and I'm grateful.
Idgie Threadgoode: There's so many [voice breaking] Idgie Threadgoode: things I want to say to you. Ruth: No, I love your stories. Tell me a story, Idgie. [pause] Ruth: Go on you ol' Bee Charmer, tell me a good tall tale.
Phil: I was in the Virgin Islands once. I met a girl. We ate lobster, drank piña coladas. At sunset, we made love like sea otters. [Ralph and Gus snort] Phil: *That* was a pretty good day. Why couldn't I get *that* day over, and over, and over...
Edward R. Murrow: We'll split the advertising, Fred and I. He just won't have any presents for his kids at Christmas. Sig Mickelson: He's a Jew. Edward R. Murrow: Well don't tell him that. He loves Christmas.
Kili: Tauriel... Tauriel: Lie still. Kili: You cannot be her. She is far away. She... she is far, far away from me. She walks in starlight in another world. It was just a dream. Do you think she could have loved me?
Louis: Bear me no ill will, my love, we are now even. Claudia: What do you mean? Louis: What died in that room was not that woman. What has died is the last breath in me that was human. Claudia: Yes, Father. At last we are even.
Louis: Lestat killed two, sometimes three a night. A fresh young girl, that was his favorite for the first of the evening. For seconds, he preferred a gilded beautiful youth. But the snob in him loved to hunt in society, and the blood of the aristocr...
New Orleans Whore: [fearful whispering] It's a coffin, it's a coffin. Lestat: What's that, my love? New Orleans Whore: It's a coffin. Lestat: Why, so it is. You must be dead. New Orleans Whore: I'm not dead, am I? Louis: No, you are not dead. Lestat:...
Todd: Yeah! I think I'm in love with her, dude. Marty: She looks like she's about 11 years old but... Todd: I can wait! I solemnly vow to save myself for her. Marty: I can see how that would be really difficult for you.
[At the altar, just before Peter is married] Peter: No surprises? Mark: No surprises. Peter: Not like the stag night? Mark: Unlike the stag night. Peter: Do you admit the Brazilian prostitutes were a mistake? Mark: I do. Peter: And it would have been...
Karen: So what's this big news, then? Daisy: [excited] We've been given our parts in the nativity play. And I'm the lobster. Karen: The lobster? Daisy: Yeah! Karen: In the nativity play? Daisy: [beaming] Yeah, *first* lobster. Karen: There was more t...
[having just been exposed kissing Natalie on a school stage during a student concert in front of hundreds of children and parents] Prime Minister: Right. So, not quite as secret as we'd hoped. Natalie: What do we do now? Prime Minister: Smile. Little...
Karen: The trouble with being the Prime Minister's sister is, it does put your life into rather harsh perspective. What did my brother do today? He stood up and fought for his country. And what did I do? I made a papier maché lobster head.
Daniel: And her name's Joanna? Sam: Yeah, I know, just like Mum. Spooky. Daniel: Well, in one way then, we're in luck. At least we still have the god-like genius of Scott Walker. [he puts Scott Walker's "Joanna" on the stereo, and they lip-sync to it...
Daniel: I'm afraid that there's somethin' really wrong, you know. I mean, clearly it's about his mum, but Christ, he might be injecting heroin into his eyeballs for all I know. Karen: At the age of eleven? Daniel: Well, maybe not his eyeballs, then. ...
Prime Minister: I'd like to go to Wandsworth; the dodgy end. PM's chauffeur, Terry: Very good, sir. [they drive to Wandsworth] PM's chauffeur, Terry: Harris Street. What number, sir? Prime Minister: Oh, God. It's the longest street in the world, and ...
Daniel: [knocks on Sam's door] Sam, time for dinner. Sam: I'm not hungry. Daniel: Sam... I've done chicken kebabs! Sam: Look at the sign on the door. [he starts practising his drums; Daniel leans back and looks at the sign, which says, "I SAID - I'M ...
