Harry: [pointing to the McCallister house] That's the one, Marv, that's the silver tuna. Marv: Oh, it's very gee. Harry: Very gee, huh? It's loaded. It's got lot's of top-flight goods. Stereos, VCRs... Marv: Toys? Harry: Probably looking at some very...
Harmony: You think I'm amazing. You do. Cause that's who I told you I'd be. That was the game plan. Harry: Yeah, well, you know what, it worked. Harmony: You know what? No one else thinks so. Harry: What, my opinion doesn't count? Harmony: Actually, ...
Jake Hoyt: If he's not here, why are we here? Alonzo Harris: We're here to serve this warrant. Jake Hoyt: C'mon, man. We can't do that. Alonzo Harris: Yes, hell we can. We're the police, we can do what the fuck we wanna do. Jake Hoyt: Shouldn't we go...
Sally Albright: At least I got the apartment. Harry Burns: That's what everyone says. But, really, what's so hard about finding an apartment? What you do is look in the obituary section. You see who died, find out where they lived, and tip the doorma...
He could be so charming and irreverent and witty, and then-bam!-a switch flipped and he reverted right back to the cocky asshole everyone reported him to be.
Forgive me," I wrote at the bottom. "I did not think I would break.
I knew I could do it all this time,” said Harry, “Because I'd already done it... does that make sense?
Where is Wood?" said Harry, suddenly realizing he wasn't there. "Still in the showers," said Fred. "We think he's trying to drown himself.
There you go, Harry!” Ron shouted over the noise. “You weren’t being thick after all — you were showing moral fiber!
I thought it sounded a bit like Percy singing... maybe you've got to attack him while he's in the shower, Harry.
Snape's patronus was a doe,' said Harry, 'the same as my mother's because he loved her for nearly all of his life, from when they were children.
Organizational structures that allow divisions and departments to own their turf and people with long tenure to take root creates the same hardened group distinctions as Congressional redistricting to produce homogeneous voting blocs - all of which m...
Somewhere out in the darkness, a phoenix was singing in a way Harry had never heard before: a stricken lament of terrible beauty.
I am not worried, Harry," said Dumbledore, his voice a little stronger despite the freezing water. "I am with you.
And without thinking, without planning it, without worrying about the fact that fifty people were watching, Harry kissed her.
Dumbledore's man through and through, aren't you Potter?" "Yeah I am," said Harry. "Glad we straightened that out.
There is no shame in what you are feeling, Harry,' said Dumbledore's voice. 'On the contrary... the fact that you can feel pain like this is your greatest strength.
Scared?" Malfoy muttered, so that Lockhart couldn't hear him. "You wish." said Harry out of the corner of his mouth.
Friday was an important day for Harry and Ron. They finally managed to find their way down to the Great Hall without getting lost once.
Call him Voldemort, Harry. Always use the proper name for things. Fear of a name increases fear of the thing itself.
This is the power of myth: that we can experience invisible spiritual realities and truths greater than visible, material things in story form.
