People in my village had this mindset that in big cities like New York, if you are lost or without directions, no one will help you. The first time I came here, I tried to make sure not to walk by myself, because it would be difficult for me if I got...
There are as many attitudes to cooking as there are people cooking, of course, but I do think that cooking guys tend - I am a guilty party here - to take, or get, undue credit for domestic virtue, when in truth cooking is the most painless and, in it...
Frank Abagnale Sr.: Do you know what would happen if the IRS found out I was driving around in a new coupe? I took the train here, Frank. I'm taking the train home.
Zé Pequeno: [after snorting a line and seeing Knockout Ned's photograph in one of the center pages of a newspaper] Motherfucker!I'm the boss around here but he gets his picture in the paper! Have you found my photo in there?
Reggie Lampert: Here it comes, the fatherly talk. You forget I'm already a widow. Peter Joshua: Well, so was Juliet, at fifteen. Reggie Lampert: I'm not fifteen. Peter Joshua: Well, that's your trouble. You're too old for me.
Dante Hicks: [about Becky] No, we had sex one night after work a few weeks ago. Randal Graves: What? Where? Dante Hicks: Here, on the prep station table. Randal Graves: Ew, that's my prep table.
Dante Hicks: [to Veronica] Hey, try not to suck any dick on the way through the parking lot! Dante Hicks: [a random customer standing outside Quick Stop starts to follow Veronica after hearing remark] Hey... get back here!
Hannah: I'm here to bang the hot guy who hit on me at the bar. Jacob: Jacob. Hannah: Jacob! Sorry, Jacob... Jacob: Do people still say "bang"? Hannah: I do. And we're gonna bang!
Alex: Hey dad, there's a strange fella sittin' on the sofa munchy-wunching lomticks of toast. Dad: That's Joe. He lives here now. The lodger, that's what he is. He rents your room.
[Rick has just allowed Jan and Annina Brandel to win at roulette in order to get money for their exit visas] Sascha: [kissing Rick on both cheeks] You have done a beautiful thing! Rick: [embarrassed] Get outta here, you crazy Russian!
Mr. Parker: It could be a bowling alley! Mother: How are they going to deliver a bowling alley here tonight? Mr. Parker: They'll send the deed for cripesake. I didn't expect them to send a whole damn bowling alley.
Ellen: Clark, I think it'd be best if everyone went home... before things get worse. Clark: WORSE? How could things get any worse? Take a look around here, Ellen. We're at the threshold of hell.
Pachanga: Hey, Carlito. Lalin is here. He's in the office. Carlito: Lalin? Pachanga: Yeah, you wanna see him? Carlito: You told me he was doin' thirty years. Pachanga: Well, I guess he got out!
Sal: What'd he say? Sonny: He was talkin' about arrangements . we were talkin' about the TV. Sal: Why couldn't he talk about that here? Sonny: He was showin' me how the airport bus is comin' in, like that, Sal.
Pink: Wait a minute. Who put the keg all the way out here in the woods? Jodi: I dunno. This is where they said it would be Pink: Really? Jodi: Really? We don't need the beer anyway. Jodi, Pink: [start making out]
Kitty Farmer: Dr. Cole, not only am I a teacher, but I am also a parent of a Middlesex child. Therefore, I am the only person here who transcends the parent-teacher bridge.
Hoke Colburn: [Hoke and Idella are walking to Daisy's house and notice Boolie's car in the driveway] Now what do you suppose he's doin' here this early in the mornin'? Idella: Dunno... can't be good, I promise you that!
[last lines] Narrator: Whether Grace left Dogville, or on the contrary Dogville had left her - and the world in general - is a question of a more artful nature that few would benefit from by asking, and even fewer by providing an answer. And nor inde...
[last lines] John McClane: Merry Christmas, Argyle. Argyle: Merry Christmas. Richard Thornburg: [to the camera] Did ya get that? Argyle: [Argyle shuts the limo door] If this is their idea of Christmas, I *gotta* be here for New Year's.
Walter Neff: You'll be here too? Phyllis: I guess so, I usually am. Walter Neff: Same chair, same perfume, same anklet? Phyllis: I wonder if I know what you mean. Walter Neff: I wonder if you wonder.
Walter Neff: It's just like the first time I came here, isn't it? We were talking about automobile insurance, only you were thinking about murder. And I was thinking about that anklet.
