Suddenly this defeat. This rain. The blues gone gray And the browns gone gray And yellow A terrible amber. In the cold streets Your warm body. In whatever room Your warm body. Among all the people Your absence The people who are always Not you. I hav...
Detective Remy Bressant: How well do you know "Cheese" Jean Baptiste? Helene McCready: Who? Nick Poole: Come on, sweetheart. "Cheese" Jean Baptiste. Helene McCready: Oh, sounds familiar. Detective Remy Bressant: No. It don't "sound familiar", Helene....
Angie Gennaro: We have a good life, right? Patrick Kenzie: Is that a trick question? Angie Gennaro: I don't wanna find their little kid in a dumpster. Patrick Kenzie: Maybe she's not in a dumpster, babe. Angie Gennaro: I don't wanna find a little kid...
Big Dave: Listen, I ain't saying a fucking word. I already talked to the fucking cops. Patrick Kenzie: All right. Dave, right? Big Dave: Big Dave. Patrick Kenzie: Big Dave. All right. I'm Medium Patrick. Nice to meet you. Big Dave: You're a little fu...
Patrick Kenzie: I couldn't stop running it over and over and over in my mind. The vague and distant suspicion that we never understood what happened that night; what our role was. Or maybe it was just like the hundreds of other children who disappear...
Nick Poole: SWAT'll be here in five minutes. Patrick Kenzie: You're not gonna wait for them? Detective Remy Bressant: Did you or did you not tell me you saw Corwin Earle with the medallion of St. Christopher around his fucking wrist? Patrick Kenzie: ...
Maxim de Winter: I can't forget what it's done to you. I've been thinking of nothing else since it happened. It's gone forever, that funny young, lost look I loved won't ever come back. I killed that when I told you about Rebecca. It's gone. In a few...
Jacques: Why're you always talkin'? Y'know- you think that other people are interested in what you're talkin' about? I'M not interested, and other people aren't either! So just STOP talkin', because other people have other things to say y'know! You u...
Where have all the Fembots gone?
If I had been in the gallery, I'd have gone home.
I don't regret anything I've gone through.
Time hurries by, we're here and gone.
I have gone from one relationship to a marriage and stepchildren.
I'd gone to Manhattan to become a model.
Failure has gone to his head.
This whole tribal loyalty seems to have gone.
My days are gone a-wandering.
Yesterday is gone. Tomorrow may be for us and it may not.
Parody is homage gone sour.
If I hadn't gone into the theater, I would be a painter.
The secret to a long marriage is to stay gone.
