Marv: [Harry and Marv arrive at the Mcallister house at 9:00PM] So how do you want to get in? Harry: We'll go thru the back. Maybe the kid will let us in, you never know. Marv: Yeah. He's a kid. Kids are stupid.
Mitch Murphy: [about the taxi-van] How fast does this thing go? Does it have automatic transmission? Does it have four-wheel drive? Airport Driver: Look, I told you before, kid. Don't bother me. Now beat it.
Tai Lung: [to Zeng] I'm glad Shifu sent you. I was beginning to think I'd been forgotten... [grabs Zeng's throat] Tai Lung: Go and tell Shifu that the REAL Dragon Warrior is coming home! [throws him into the sky]
[Arabs are looting a train after blowing it up] Sherif Ali: It is their payment, Colonel. Colonel Brighton: Payment? Sherif Ali: Truly, are not British soldiers paid? Colonel Brighton: They don't go home when they've been paid! Sherif Ali: They are n...
Hawkeye Pierce: Frank, were you on this religious kick at home, or did you crack up over here? Duke Forrest: How long does this go on, Frank? Frank Burns: It gets longer all the time. Now I have your soul to pray for, and Captain Pierce's.
Captain Miller: This Ryan better be worth it. He'd better go home and cure some disease or invent a longer-lasting lightbulb or something. 'Cause the truth is, I wouldn't trade 10 Ryans for one Vecchio or one Caparzo. Sergeant Horvath: Amen.
Woody: [after Gadget tells Shaun to go home] Now I feel bad, I feel bad now. [Looks at Gadget] Woody: You fucking prick, you know what you are? [smacks a pastry out of Gadget's hands] Woody: You're a friggin' bully, Gadget.
Jordan Belfort: This right here is the land of opportunity. This is America. This is my home! The show goes on! [quoting Norma Rae] Jordan Belfort: They're gonna need to send in the National Guard to take me out, cos I ain't going nowhere!
Margo Channing: Bill's welcome home birthday party might go down in history. Even before the party started, I could smell disaster in the air. I knew it, I sensed it, even as I finished dressing for the blasted party.
Michael Oher: [after pushing an opponent all the way off the field] Sorry, Coach. I stopped when I heard the whistle. Coach Cotton: Where were you taking him? Michael Oher: The bus. It was time for him to go home.
A lot of people say there's a fine line between genius and insanity. I don't think there's a fine line, I actually think there's a yawning gulf. You see some poor bugger scuffling up the road with balloons tied to his ears, he's not going home to inv...
Listen, there is no way any true man is going to let children live around him in his home and not discipline and teach, fight and mold them until they know all he knows. His goal is to make them better than he is. Being their friend is a distant seco...
Personally I like going places where I don't speak the language, don't know anybody, don't know my way around and don't have any delusions that I'm in control. Disoriented, even frightened, I feel alive, awake in ways I never am at home.
...I swear Dev your cock is going to be the death of us all.' Dev just sat back and smiled unrepentantly. 'I beg to differ. My cock is like a finely tuned homing device. He led me straight to the person I needed to see. His judgement is infallible...
After a while I can’t bring myself to keep up the charade any longer, I disappear and fade into a background where I sit awith a glass of bubbly thinking about other things mostly when this party would end so I could go home and be miserable there.
Feminism is the theory. Lesbianism is the practice.
Grief takes many forms, including the absence of grief
Love? Love is for children and poor people...
For the two of us, home isn't a place. It is a person. And we are finally home.
In times of great darkness, courage lights the way home.
Her only way home was to betray her friend.
