I remember as a boy when the conversation on civil rights was won in the South. I remember a time when one of my friends made a racist joke and another said, 'Hey man, we don't go for that anymore.'
Facebook, from what I can tell, is the virtual equivalent of dropping into the homes of several million people, all of whom say at the same time: 'Hey! Let's set up the slide projector!'
Ronnie Neary: Hey! This is not your toy to play with every time I turn around!
Randal Graves: Hey, you know, you and I have something in common - we both eat Chinese. Caitlin Bree: Dick. Randal Graves: Exactly.
#812 Wynarski: Hey, you see a set keys around here? Randal Graves: No time for love, Doctor Jones! #812 Wynarski: Fuckin' kids!
Officer Ryan: [approaching the bathroom] Hey, Pop, are you OK? Pop Ryan: [sitting on the bowl] If I could piss, I'd be OK.
Margo: Hey, what celebrity do you look like? Gru: Uh, Bruce Willis. Margo: Mmm, no. Agnes: Humpty Dumpty! Edith: Ooh, Gollum!
Victor R. Franko: Hey! What's the matter with you? You think I want to die? Ha! If you think that then you don't know Victor Franko.
Big Johnson: [flying in the chopper to the roof] Just like fuckin' Saigon, hey, Slick? Little Johnson: [smiling] I was in junior high, dickhead.
[first lines] Michael: Hey, watch out, Axel. We'll be calling him old fireballs after tonight. Axel: Fuckin' A. Michael: Not bad.
Edith: Hey, that one looks like me. Gru: What are you talking about? These are kittens! Any relation to persons living or dead is completely coincidental.
Rufus T. Firefly: Hey! Do you want to be a public nuisance? Chicolini: Sure! How much does the job pay?
Helicopter Pilot: Hang on, we're going down. John McClane: Do you see those high-tension wires? Zeus: Hey, McClane, what the fuck!
Cal Trask: Hey Aron, why don't you ask me where I've been? Aron Trask: Would you tell me? Cal Trask: No.
Ford: [to Sargent Cage] Hey, you better watch your back out there... Sir. Nance: Cuz no one else will.
Deputy Sergeant Arthur Gault: Hey. If you're looking for trouble, you've come to the right place buddy.
[the narrator pulls a loose tooth out of his mouth] Narrator: Fuck. Tyler Durden: Hey, even the Mona Lisa's falling apart.
Shoeless Joe Jackson: [as "Moonlight" Graham walks off the field for the last time] Hey, rookie! You were good.
Animal Mother: Hey, Jungle bunny. Thank God for the sickle cell, huh? Private Eightball: Yeah, Mother.
Gordon Camrose: You gotta stop living in the past, John. John Smith: Hey, I am the past.
Nemo: Dad, you're not gonna freak out like you did at the petting zoo, are you? Marlin: Hey, that snail was about to charge.
