[Chris and Vin were just shot at, hitting the tip of Chris' cigar] Vin: You elected? Chris: Na. I got nominated real good.
Duke Forrest: [as Frank Burns is being taken away in a straight jacket by the MPs] Now, fair's fair Henry. If I nail Hotlips and hit Hawkeye can I go home too?
Grapple: Say goodbye. [a sign swings down and hits Grapple through a shop window] Will Turner: Goodbye.
Billy: [looking at Pancho after being hit by a log] He's busted up pretty bad, Major. Poncho: [in pain] I can make it! I can make it.
Porco Rosso: [Curtis and Porco have run out of ammo when Curtis attempts to shoot Porco with a revolver] Hahaha... This isn't a Western, you can't hit me from here.
Franz Liebkind: [runs backstage to try to stop the play] Stagehand: Hey, what can I do for you? Franz Liebkind: You will please be unconscious. [hits him on the head]
Jake La Motta: Come on, hit me. Harder. Harder. Joey LaMotta: What the fuck do you want? That's hard. What are you trying to prove?
Rosemary Cross: How did I hurt your feelings? Max Fischer: Oh, my God! I wrote a hit play! [pauses] Max Fischer: And I'm in love with you.
Rosemary Cross: That's none of your business. Max Fischer: I know it's not, but I just got hit my a car and I'm feeling a little confused.
John Doe: Wanting people to listen, you can't just tap them on the shoulder anymore. You have to hit them with a sledgehammer, and then you'll notice you've got their strict attention.
Han Solo: Sure hope the old man got that tractor beam out of commission, or this is gonna be a real short trip. Okay, hit it!
Rapunzel: Too weak to handle myself out there, huh, Mother? [starts twirling frying pan] Rapunzel: Well... [laughs] Rapunzel: ...tell that to my frying pa... [accidentally hits herself with pan]
Lenny the Binoculars: [Sid lights the rocket on Combat Carl] He's lighting it! He's lighting it! Lenny the Binoculars: [toys start to duck] Hit the dirt! [explosion]
[In the ring, before the fight with Wolverine] Emcee: Whatever you do, don't hit him in the balls. Stu: You said "anything goes"! Emcee: Anything goes, but he'll take it personal.
Wolverine: Gotta get her out of there. Cyclops, can you hit it? Cyclops: The ring's moving too fast. Wolverine: Just shoot it! Cyclops: I'll kill her!
I'd met a woman and I got married, but the money ran out right away. I hadn't had a job for seven months, and it just came over me that I was never going to work again. It hit me.
You can work and scratch out a living in the theatre, but, if you want to make money, you've got to hit the road. You've got to play big houses of 2, 3 thousand seaters with your name above the bill, do popular fare and reach out to the audience such...
Think about it: You're trying to raise cash to save an endangered animal. You've got orphaned pandas getting 3 trillion YouTube hits, and you've got seals being clubbed over the head by roughnecks. The money flows in. But what about the poor shark?
One thing is that I wasn't getting booked that well, and they had control over who got the awards, they had control over who sold. And they really did not want Willie or me, either one, to have a hit record. They wanted the money, but they didn't wan...
'Pong' hit the fancy. It was sort of the perfect storm of a game which has two players highly social, a game that women could play better than a guy, and sort of an acceptance of this social nature of games in a bar.
My background is in tech. I studied computer science, and was working on TechTV, so the first thing I wanted to do was see my favorite motherboard stories hit the front page; you know, like, really geeky stuff.
