Feathers: In case you make up your mind, I left my door open. Get a good night's sleep. John T. Chance: You're not helping me any.
John T. Chance: Stumpy! Stumpy: What? [Stops playing harmonica] John T. Chance: They don't need any help with that tune. Stumpy: What's the matter? Is it getting through to you? Yiuk, yiuk! [cackles]
Mr. Pink: I mean everbody panics, everybody, things get tense, it's human nature to panic, I don't care what you name it you just can't help it.
Lt. Doyle: Oh, Jeff, if you need any more help, consult the yellow pages in your telephone directory. Lisa: Oh, I love funny exit lines.
[as Ray is going blind] Aretha Robinson: I'll show you how to do something once, I'll help you if you mess up twice, but the third time you're on your own. 'Cause that's how it is in the world.
Haku: Don't be afraid, I just wanna help you. Chihiro: [whining] No... no... no... no... no... Haku: Open your mouth and eat this. If you don't eat food from this world, you'll disappear.
Grumpy: Ya crazy fool! Fine time ya picked to sneeze! Sneezy: I couldn't help it. I can't tell. When you gotta, you gotta.
Batiatus: But, my dear, great, all-conquering Marcus Licinius Crassus... what if it is Spartacus who crosses the battlefield, looking for you? Marcus Licinius Crassus: In such circumstances, I have no doubt you will be helping him.
Yoda: [after the Wookies help Yoda escape from the clone soldiers trying to kill him] Yes, miss you I will, Chewbacca.
[last lines] C-3PO: You must repair him! Sir, if any of my circuits or gears will help, I'll gladly donate them. Luke Skywalker: He'll be all right.
Joe Turner: I've got a plan. I don't know if it'll work or not, but I'll need your help. Kathy: Have I ever denied you anything?
Tucker: [hands him a nail gun] Cover me. Dale: I ain't never shot at nobody before. Tucker: If it helps, think of 'em like moving two-by-fours.
Roger Rabbit: You're also the guy that helped all these Toons, everybody knows if a Toon's in trouble, there's only one place to go, Valiant and Valiant
[after being badly beaten by Johnny Friendly and his goons] Terry: Get me on my feet. [Father Barry and Edie help Terry stand up] Father Barry: How're you doing? Terry: Am I on my feet?
[Magneto enters the Robert F. Kennedy Memorial Stadium] Groundskeeper: Excuse me, can I help you? Erik Lehnsherr: No. You can't. [lifts the stadium into the sky]
Charles Xavier: Hank... could you help me upstairs? [Hank gets Charles to his wheelchair] Hank McCoy: Are you sure about this? Charles Xavier: Absolutely not.
Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: Igor, help me with the bags. Igor: [Imitating Groucho Marx] Soitenly. You take the blonde, I'll take the one in the toiben. Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: I was talking about the luggage.
Melvin Belli: Inspectors, he sent this letter directly to my residence. It is a cry for help intended as a private communique. Dave Toschi: Which is why you contacted The Chronicle. Melvin Belli: The people have a right to know. Toddy?
Private Henry Hook: [after being ordered to help prepare for the Zulu attack] What for? Did I ever see a Zulu walk down the City road? No! So what am I doing here?
I think writing really helps you heal yourself. I think if you write long enough, you will be a healthy person. That is, if you write what you need to write, as opposed to what will make money, or what will make fame.
When you first get opportunities, suddenly you get surrounded by a lot of people who want to make money off you but also are there to help. But they start telling you so much what you need to be and what you need to do to maintain some idea of career...
