Fred Weasley: Well done, Harry. Wood's just told us. Ron: Fred and George are on the team, too. Beaters. George Weasley: Our job is to make sure that you don't get bloodied up too bad. Can't make any promises, of course. Rough game, Quidditch. Fred W...
Rhodey: [answering his phone during the attack on Iron Man] Hello. Tony Stark: Hi, Rhodey, its me. Rhodey: It's who? Tony Stark: Oh, I'm sorry, it is ME. You asked. What your asking about, it's me. Rhodey: No, you see, this isn't a game. You do not s...
[Ted and Billy are having dinner] Ted Kramer: How was school today? Billy Kramer: Same as usual. Ted Kramer: Hey, I see the Knicks finally won a game, what do you know? Billy Kramer: I don't care. Ted Kramer: What do you mean? Billy Kramer: I like Bo...
Natalie: Why didn't you tell me? Keith: Everybody bites it sooner or later. I'm just in the AP class, ahead of the game. Natalie: Always the joke. Keith: Al says it's a phase. It'll stop soon, but hey, at least it wasn't about the sympathy for the si...
Christopher "Chris" Wilton: So tell me, what's a beautiful young American ping-pong player doing mingling among the British upper class? Nola Rice: Did anyone ever tell you you play a very aggressive game? Christopher "Chris" Wilton: Did anyone ever ...
Herb Brooks: All-star teams fail because they rely solely on the individual's talent. The Soviets win because they take that talent and use it inside a system that's designed for the betterment of the team. My goal is to beat 'em at their own game. L...
Roger Thornhill: I don't like the games you play, Professor. The Professor: War is hell, Mr. Thornhill. Even when it's a cold one. Roger Thornhill: If you fellows can't lick the VanDamm's of this world without asking girls like her to bed down with t...
Roger Thornhill: And what the devil is all this about? Why was I brought here? Phillip Vandamm: Games? Must we? Roger Thornhill: Not that I mind a slight case of abduction now and then, but I have tickets for the theater this evening, to a show I was...
[Steve opens the window next to the neighbor's house] Steve: We've got a good game going on here. Ben Tuthill: My kids wanna watch Mr. Rogers. Steve: I don't care what you're watching Ben, just show a little mercy with that thing! Ben Tuthill: Move y...
Hrundi V. Bakshi: What is this game you call to get the brightly colored balls in the hole? 'Wyoming Bill' Kelso: Pool. Hrundi V. Bakshi: POO? 'Wyoming Bill' Kelso: Not poo! POOL! Hrundi V. Bakshi: Oh, POOO-EL! 'Wyoming Bill' Kelso: That's right! Hru...
Alarm voice-over: Red alert! Red alert! Red alert! Commercial girl: You crossed my line of death. Commerical mom: You haven't dismantled your MX stockpile. Commercial boy: Pakistan is threatening my border! Commercial dad: That's it, buster! No more ...
[During a war game with BB guns] Royal: [on top of a roof, aiming at Chas] Hold it Chassie. Hold it right there. Young Chas Tenenbaum: What are you doing? You're on my team! Royal: Ha-ha! There are no teams! [he shoots at Chas, hitting his hand. Chas...
Sugar: [pouring bourbon into paper cup] Turn the lights on. Daphne: No lights, we don't want anyone to know we're having a party. Sugar: But I might spill some. Daphne: So spill it! Spills, thrills, laughs, and games. This may even turn out to be a s...
Woody: You wait. Andy's gonna tuck us in the attic. It'll be safe and warm... Buzz Lightyear: And we'll all be together. Woody: Exactly! There's games up there and books and... Buzz Lightyear: The race car track! Woody: The race car track. Thank you!...
Brig. General James Gavin: So that's it. We're pulling them out. It was Nijmegen. Lt. Colonel J.O.E. Vandeleur: It was the single road getting to Nijmegen. Lt. General Horrocks: No, it was after Nijmegen. Lt. General Frederick "Boy" Browning: And the...
[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...
Brad Bramish: I mean, am I crazy? Huh? I mean, this is all I am trying to say here. Okay. If you put me in the game, Brad Bramish, is going to do what needs to be done! Okay? But they don't put me in, what needs doin' ain't gonna get done! Huh? And t...
The Moth don't care when he sees The Flame. He might get burned, but he's in the game. And once he's in, he can't go back, he'll Beat his wings 'til he burns them black... No, The Moth don't care when he sees The Flame. . . The Moth don't care if The...
Look you wanna know the truth? I don’t really care about the stats or the cup or the trophy or anything like that. In fact even the games aren’t that important to me. What matters to me is the perfect throw, making the perfect catch, the perfect ...
This was the danger of sharing your dreams with your parents. If you told them you wanted to learn to play the guitar, all they heard you say was, “I want to learn to play the guitar,” and then they found some practical, convenient, cheap way, of...
You'd have thought we planned it," says Peeta, giving me just the hint of a smile. "Didn't you?" asks Portia. Her fingers press her eyelids closed as if she's warding off a very bright light. "No," I say looking at Peeta with a new sense of apreciati...
