We learned a verse of this and that and we were having fun with the songs. Tommy would make up stories to go along with them and I would yell at him, 'Hey, stupid, that's not right,' and he was like a silly kid trying to impress.
Hey, look—your is saying something." Artemis had a vast mental reserve of scathing comebacks at his disposal, but none of them covered girlfriend insults. He wasn't even sure if it was an insult. And if it was, who was being insulted? Him or the gi...
Don't run back inside, darlin', you know just what I'm here for. So you're scared and you're thinkin' we ain't that young any more...Show a little faith! There's magic in the night. You ain't a beauty, but hey, you're all right.
I remember Mick Jagger asking me 'hey, how do you guys feel about us coming over here and taking all the play from you guys?' I said 'Well, in a way, you have eliminated all my competition.
Hey, Hank, I notice all the women around your place lately ... good looking stuff; you're doing all right." "Sam," I say, "that's not true; I am one of God's most lonely men.
The moon’s weird though, right? It’s there, and there, and then suddenly it’s not. And it seems to be pretty far up. Is it watching us? If not, what is it watching instead? Is there something more interesting than us? Hey, watch us moon! We may...
I'm finding it increasingly difficult to simply walk down the street. In New York, I dashed in to buy a big pair of sunglasses to conceal myself, but the guy behind the counter shouted 'Hey! It's Dr. House.'
And then, anger gave way to pure and simple job satisfaction. I mean, when I looked at a dead zombie head on a spike, I thought, "Hey, I did that. Picasso would have been proud. Especially how I rearranged that eye
Hey, the ubiquitous Leak-Cam is to 2010 as the bottom-of-the-screen news ticker was to late 2001: What you're seeing beneath the news anchor or talking head may not actually include any new information, but you feel like you're watching something dra...
Not to be judgmental, but one thing I frankly find offensive is people who stand on street corners shaking cups with coins in them. ... I mean, hey, I have money too, but you don't see me flaunting it in public like that.
Nick: [Mason Jr. returns to class from the darkroom after talking with his teacher] What's up Mason? You're walking a little funny, there... Mason: Fuck you. Nick: Hey, I'm just saying. You were in there for quite a while...
Van Morrison is probably, at this point in time, my biggest influence as a vocalist. When we were making our last album I had a vinyl copy of 'Veedon Fleece' in the vocal booth in front of me, in the dorky sense. I think there were candles around, wh...
I look up to Jimmy Fallon. He hosts talk shows as a fan himself, and that's how I do it. When the celebrities come in, I'm excited that they're there. It's not just like a formal, 'Hey, how are ya?' It's like, 'Dude, what the hell! So happy to see yo...
The guys on 'Game of Thrones' trust me implicitly to take care of the action stuff. I don't mess with their drama, but they allow me to come up with ideas like 'Hey, what if the giant had a bow? And what if he shot some guy off the wall?' With 'Const...
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.
Ralphie: Hey Dad! I'll bet you'll never guess what I got you for Christmas. The Old Man: A new furnace. Ralphie: Ha ha! That's a good one, Dad! [Randy laughs]
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!
[Lefty is banging a parking meter very loudly with a hammer] Sonny Black: Hey, will you fuckin' stop that? Lefty: How am I gonna get this thing open? [looks back at the meter] Lefty: Open Sesame!
O'Bannion: Hey Slater, you fuckin' hippie, give me drugs, man. Slater: Go get some from your mother, man. O'Bannion: We just bagged your mother. Slater: Okay, fuck you dickhead.
Ash: Hey, what do you say we have some champagne, huh, baby? Linda: Sure. Ash: After all, I'm a man and you're a woman... at least last time I checked. Huh huh.
Kim: [threatening Jim with Edward's scissors] STOP IT! Or I'll kill you myself! Jim: [Jim slaps her and kicks her away] Bullshit! Jim: [to Edward who is approaching Kim] Hey, I said stay away from her!
