Uncle Willie: [hung over, moans as the pony cart Dinah's driving hits a bump] Dinah Lord: What's wrong? Uncle Willie: Oh, nothing, nothing. My head just fell off, that's all.
[Shaun hits the zombie pub owner with the butt of the rifle] Ed: Why didn't you just shoot him, man? Shaun: Ed, for the last time... [Shaun squeezes the trigger of the gun, and it actually fires!] Ed: [gleefully] I fucking knew it!
Medic Wade: We stopped the bleeding! We stopped the bleeding! [a bullet hits the patient in the head] Medic Wade: Fuck! Just give us a fucking chance you son of a bitch! You son of a fucking cocksucker!
Mariana: Is there hot coffee? Juan: Yes, fresh made. Mariana: Bring me the pot. [Mariana pours the coffee in Mike's lap, then hits him with the pot] Mariana: Now we're even, asshole.
[Rooster is caught under his horse; as Ned starts to shoot him, La Boeuf fires from the ridge and hits Ned's horse; Ned falls dead] Mattie Ross: Hooray for the man from Texas! Some bully shot!
Flynn Rider: Oh... oh no... where is my satchel? Rapunzel: [proudly] I've hidden it. Somewhere you'll never find it. Flynn Rider: [Looks around the room for 2 seconds] It's in that pot, isn't it? [Rapunzel hits him with her frying pan]
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton: [narrating] Heroin makes you constipated. The heroin from my last hit was fading, and the suppositories had yet to melt. [moans loudly, doubles over] Mark "Rent-boy" Renton: I'm no longer constipated.
Smart Ass: Stop that laughing. You know what happens when you can't stop laughing? [hits two with a plunger, throws it at the chubby one] Smart Ass: One of these days, you're gonna die laughing.
You know, in the old days, you might be able to slowly sort of build an audience for your work by publishing two, three novels before you hit it big. You know, now, there's much more of an emphasis in the publishing houses on making sure that every b...
'Singham' was one-and-a-half stars all over, and it was one of the biggest hits of my career. It gave me so much respect. People think if it's not critically acclaimed, you won't get respect. But that's not true. Even if you get one star, your film w...
When I was 10 years old, that nuclear spark hit me. Whatever it may be, I really don't know what it was about nuclear science, but whatever it was that triggered that interest, it stuck. I went after that one with a passion.
Success has nothing to do with box office as far as I'm concerned. Success has to do with achieving your goals, your internal goals, and growing as a person. It would have been nice to have been connected with a couple more box office hits, but in th...
When the Beatles hit in the early '60s, I think the objection was more to the hair than the music. The McCartney melodies were undeniably beautiful. The parents of my generation couldn't deny 'Yesterday.' I happen to have been partial to the Beatles,...
I listen to a wide range of music, from country to pop to alternative rock, as well as Indian music. You know, what excites me are new ideas. And with a lot of the international hits - from Lady Gaga to Rihanna and others - you'd find excellent produ...
When people ask me if I have a hobby, a lot of times my answer is that I like to surf in warm water. I like to ski, if I have the opportunity. But really, I like to go to my studio and write music that I want to write, where there's no pressure to co...
My favorite films, I would put my answering machine up to the television set and hit record. I'd tape my favorite movies and then I could go back and listen to them again. I only had the soundtrack, I didn't have the visuals. But I think it made me r...
Jim Lovell: Just a little while longer Freddo. Just a little while longer, we're gonna hit that water in the South Pacific. Open up that hatch. It's 80 degrees out there. Fred Haise, Sr.: 80 degrees.
[First Lines] [Tick is hit in back of head with beer can, falls] Felicia: Are you Okay?... [Felicia grabs mic] Felicia: Oh that was fucking charming, you gutless pack of dickheads.
Bluto: See if you can guess what I am now. [puts a scoop of mashed potatoes in his mouth and hits his cheeks with his fists and spits it out] Bluto: I'm a zit. Get it?
[Thinking to himself] Ted Striker: I've got to concentrate... [his thoughts echo] Ted Striker: concentrate... concentrate... I've got to concentrate... concentrate... concentrate... Hello?... hello... hello... Echo... echo... echo... Pinch hitting fo...
Dan: That's some song you got there. I promise you it could be a big hit. Plus you're beautiful. Gretta: I'm sorry, what's beauty got to do with anything? Dan: Jesus, you're tricky, aren't you?
