[Shaun and Ed are getting psyched-up to go to Shaun's mum's to kill Philip] Shaun: I gotta do a wee first.
[Norris' head grows legs and tries to walk away] Palmer: You gotta be fuckin' kidding.
Columbus: Hey, this may be a bad time, but I gotta take the Browns to the Super Bowl.
I never looked at my parents' marriage or really anyone who had been married more than 30 years and thought, 'I gotta get me some of that!'
Barton: I gotta tell you, the life of the mind... There's no roadmap for that territory... And exploring it can be painful.
When you take a shower in space, you have to press the water onto your body to clean yourself, and then you gotta vacuum it off.
If anyone asks me about songwriting, I guess I'd say that you just gotta do it.
What sells a book sells a book, same in traditional or self-publishing. You gotta shake your tail feathers.
If you want to be a genius, it's easy: All you gotta say is, 'Everything stinks.' Then, you're never wrong.
Mara,” his arms gave me a squeeze, “baby, you’ve got to live in the now. Not in your head. Not controlled by your fears. You can’t live for what might happen five months in the future. You got issues you gotta face today. You gotta deal with ...
Laurie Jorgensen: [Martin is preparing to join a raid against the Indians and rescue Debbie] You're not goin', not this time. Martin: Are you crazy? Laurie Jorgensen: It's too late. She's a woman grown now. Martin: But I gotta go, Laurie, I gotta fet...
You gotta know when to be lazy. Done correctly, it's an art form that benefits everyone.
Yo, Dekko, who do I gotta blow around here to get a shower?
Is there something wrong with you? Mentally?" Darlin', you met my family. You've gotta be more specific than that. (Jess to Smitty)
You've gotta understand that with branding and the way things are promoted, in our day and age, your older movie stars are not reachable or accessible because they're not a part of the whole social media world.
'The Christmas Song,' by Nat King Cole, is not only a masterful performance; to me it just sounds like the holidays. I've never sung it, because Nat's version is so perfect. I gotta leave it alone.
Kids. You gotta love them. I adore children. A little salt, a squeeze of lemon--perfect.
I gotta say, I was really feeling the robe, but there's something about a girl in cartoon pajamas that does it for me.
Licking her lips, she whispered, "Gotta be faster than that, pretty kitty.
I don’t mean to take the bow off the end of your rain, but you gotta be smart about your first boyfriend.
Everybody’s gotta have somebody to step on. Makes ’em feel important.
