Vince Walker: I met him once. Collins: You mean Gandhi? Vince Walker: Yeah, in South Africa, a long time ago. I wonder if he'll recognize me. Collins: What was he like? Vince Walker: He had a full head of hair then. We were a bit like college student...
Francis Fratelli: Sloth stop that. Jake Fratelli: Do you remember when we took you to the Bronx Zoo and left you there? Francis Fratelli: We've never been to the Bronx Zoo! Jake Fratelli: Do you remember the time we were going to get your teeth fixed...
Astrid: I don't like it. They should have been back with Hiccup by now. Ruffnut: I don't like it either. Eret, Son of Eret, was the man of my dreams. My everything! Snotlout: [touches his beard] But, baby, I grew facial hair for you. Fishlegs: [also ...
Celia: [wearing a cone after being treated by the CDA] Last night was one of the worst nights of my entire life, bar none! [the snakes on her hair, also wearing cones, pop out to hiss at Mike] Celia: I thought you cared about me. Mike: Honey, please....
Jonathan Mardukas: [impersonating an FBI agent] Would you describe exactly what the last man who passed a $20 bill to you looked like? Bar Cashier: Thirty, tall... Jonathan Mardukas: About 6 feet? Bar Cashier: [shakes head] Six-five. Jonathan Marduka...
Jonathan Mardukas: What's the name of this establishment? Red Wood: Red's Corner Bar. Jonathan Mardukas: Are you Red? Red Wood: Yes. Jonathan Mardukas: Do you dye your hair? Red Wood: No. [pause] Jonathan Mardukas: Why do they call you Red? Red Wood:...
Quentin: Your mother is dropping by to pay us a visit before Christmas. 'Young' Carl: You're kidding? When does she arrive? Quentin: Tomorrow. She was always very impromptu. Anyway, I thought you might like to know, in case you want to brush your hai...
Max Von Mayerling: She was the greatest of them all. You wouldn't know, you're too young. In one week she received 17,000 fan letters. Men bribed her hairdresser to get a lock of her hair. There was a maharajah who came all the way from India to beg ...
[at the booking office, trying to be hired] Joe: What kind of a band is this, anyway? Sig Poliakoff: You gotta be under twenty-five. Jerry: We could pass for that. Sig Poliakoff: You gotta be blonde. Jerry: We could dye our hair. Sig Poliakoff: And y...
[last lines] Ramón Sampedro: Out to sea. Out to sea, and in the weightlessness of the deep where dreams come true, two souls unite to fulfill a single wish. Your gaze and mine, over and over like an echo, repeating silently: "Deeper, and deeper," be...
Wallace Wells: You doing okay there? Scott Pilgrim: Yeah, good, good, good. She changed her hair. Wallace Wells: So, it looks nice blue! Scott Pilgrim: Yeah I know, but she did it without making a big deal out of it or anything... She's fickle, impul...
Lt. Hookstratten: This is our monthly "At Ease" weekend. It gives us a chance to let our hair down, although I see you've got a head start in that department. I shouldn't talk, though, I'm getting a little shaggy myself. I'd better not stand too clos...
Judy: Couldn't you like me, just me the way I am? When we first started out, it was so good; w-we had fun. And... and then you started in on the clothes. Well, I'll wear the darn clothes if you want me to, if, if you'll just, just like me. Scottie: T...
Uncle Monty: Laisse-moi, respirer, longtemps, longtemps, l'odeur de tes cheveux. Oh, Baudelaire. Brings back such memories of Oxford. Oh, Oxford... Marwood: [voiceover] Followed by yet another anecdote about his sensitive crimes in a punt with a chap...
Tom: It's official. I'm in love with Summer. [while Montage of Summer plays] Tom: I love her smile. I love her hair. I love her knees. I love how she licks her lips before she talks. I love her heart-shaped birthmark on her neck. I love it when she s...
Charlie Kaufman: My leg hurts, I wonder if it's cancer? There's a bump. I'm starting to sweat. Stop sweating. I've got to stop sweating. Can she see it dripping down my forehead? She looked at my hair line. She thinks I'm bald. She... Valerie Thomas:...
Patrick Bateman: I have all the characteristics of a human being: blood, flesh, skin, hair; but not a single, clear, identifiable emotion, except for greed and disgust. Something horrible is happening inside of me and I don't know why. My nightly blo...
Tim: I used to think my phone was old and shit, but it's suddenly my most valuable possession. Mary: You really like me? Even my frock? Tim: I love your frock. Mary: And, um, my hair. It's not too brown? Tim: I love brown. Mary: My fringe is new. Tim...
Her caramel skin and curly beach sand hair spreads in wavy chops like the choppy storm waves on the ocean. Her fluffy rose colored lips glisten with eyes emerald green and almond shaped set deep into her face and yet when she looks at you with those ...
I went to my dresser, turned the lamp off, and crawled into bed. I was taking a chance but I couldn't help slipping in behind Tweet and draping my arm around her waist. She placed her hand on top of mine and squeezed it slightly. I buried my nose in ...
Sidney: The woman took a seat to reorganize, and Lucy cataloged an almost perfectly symmetrical face with cheekbones that could part hair. The woman's pale face hid underneath the lip-gloss and mascara that ran interference, distracting onlookers fro...
