Nothing is more useless in developing a nation's economy than a gun, and nothing blocks the road to social development more than the financial burden of war. War is the arch enemy of national progress and the modern scourge of civilized men.
Louis: Hey, keep your fucking mouth shut, all right? I mean it not one fucking word! Melanie: Okay, Louis... [Louis pulls a gun and shoots Melanie twice]
Standing at my door, I heard the discharge of a gun, and in four or five seconds of time, after the discharge, the small shot came rattling about me, one or two of which struck the house; which plainly demonstrates that the velocity of sound is great...
One time I semi-wrecked my uncle's truck. He told me to back it up into a ditch, but my foot slipped and I gunned it a little too much. But now I use one foot, and I do not run into stuff - at least I try not to.
When I was 10 or 11, I was on this TV series called 'Dead Man's Gun' and Henry Winkler was a guest star. He hung out with me and my brother the whole time. We had no idea who he was. Our parents were star struck.
But he knew people and he was head writer for Have Gun Will Travel, and if you took those early Star Treks that we did and put us in a western wardrobe and put us on wagon train going west, we can say the same lines.
Eric Draven: [pointing a gun at Gideon] You have one chance to live. Gideon: Look, man take anything you want. Eric Draven: Thank you. Gideon: TAKE ANYTHING!
Ralphie as Adult: [narrating, after BB gun shot bounces off target and hits his face] Oh my god, I shot my eye out!
Carver: [Aiming his shotgun at Blue Eyes] I don't take orders from monkeys! [Caesar tackles him down and takes his gun]
The Killer: Freeze cop. Now, left hand, pull out your gun. [Harry pulls out his .44 Magnum] The Killer: My, that's a big one.
Harry Callahan: There must be something you can get him on. Judge Bannerman: Without the evidence of the gun and the girl, I couldn't convict him of spitting on the sidewalk.
The Joker: [Is about to unmask the unconscious Batman but Gordon suddenly points a gun to his head] Arrrgh! Could you *please* just give me a minute?
Narrator: I want you to listen to me very carefully, Tyler. Tyler Durden: Okay... Narrator: My eyes are open. [the Narrator puts the gun into his mouth and pulls trigger]
[walking through Q Branch, one worker calmly empties a machine gun at another man's chest, who then opens his coat to reveal a bulletproof vest] Q: It's not perfected yet.
Tequila: Should I salute you? Alan: You've got the gun. I'll go and milk a cow if you want. Tequila: Sorry, I don't drink milk
Damon Macready: [finding Marcus in his apartment, pointing a gun at him] How'd you find me, Marcus? Sergeant Marcus Williams: One of us is still a cop, remember?
[Rocco is showing strain at the height of the hurricane's force] Frank McCloud: You don't like it, do you Rocco, the storm? Show it your gun, why don't you? If it doesn't stop, shoot it.
Barry the Baptist: If you don't want to be counting the fingers you haven't got, I suggest you get those guns. Quick!
Big Chris: All right, son: roll them guns up, count the money, and put your seat belt on.
Eddie: Tom, you take those guns and you throw them off a bridge. Bacon: And throw yourself off while you're at it.
[Hickock has pulled a gun on a man for yelling] Jack Crabb: Listen; what are you so nervous about? Wild Bill Hickock: [pouring a drink] Gettin' shot.
