Spud: [singing] Did you think I would leave you crying, when there's room on my horse for two? Climb up here, Tommy and don't be dying, I can go just as fast with two. When we grow up we'll both be soldiers And our horses will not be toys, and I wond...
The Terminator: I'm a friend of Sarah Connor. I was told she was here. Could I see her please? Desk Sergeant: No, you can't see her she's making a statement. The Terminator: Where is she? Desk Sergeant: It may take a while. Want to wait? There's a be...
Vincenzo Coccotti: ...your son, the cowboy, it's claimed, came in the room blazin', and didn't stop 'till they were pretty sure everybody was dead. Clifford Worley: What are you talkin' about? Vincenzo Coccotti: Talkin' about a massacre. They snatche...
Sgt. Lyman: Sir, the Cerebro device has been completed according to your specifications. William Stryker: Good. [Lyman looks at the monitor showing the room where the mutant children are being held prisoner] Sgt. Lyman: If I may ask, sir, why are we ...
Benji: [about his Dad] Does he have a boyfriend at the moment? Felicia: No, no he doesn't. Benji: Neither does Mum. She used to have a girlfriend, but she got over her. Benji: [Benji pauses, then turns and looks at Felicia] You want to come play in m...
Bruce Banner: [looks at Barton's home] I can't have this, any of this. There is no place on Earth I can go where I'm not a monster. Natasha Romanoff: You know what my final test was in the Red Room? They sterilized me, said it was one less thing to w...
Earle: Jessica, where are you? [walks into outer room] Bruce Wayne: [to Jessica] Eye on the ball, and... Earle: Why is no one answering the phone? [sees Bruce from behind, teaching Jessica to play golf] Bruce Wayne: [turning around] It's Wayne Enterp...
Jake: Ask me if he sells tickets. Riggan: Does he sell tickets? Jake: A shitload of tickets! Now ask me if the critics like him? Riggan: Do they like him? Jake: They want to spooge on him. Riggan: [Indicating there's a lady in the room] Hey. Jake: Le...
Corky: For me, stealing's always been a lot like sex. Two people who want the same thing: they get in a room, they talk about it. They start to plan. It's kind of like flirting. It's kind of like... foreplay, 'cause the more they talk about it, the w...
The man who came into the room did not look as though his name was, or could have ever been, Robinson. It might have been Demetrius, or Isaacstein, or Perenna - though not one or the other in particular. He was not definitely Jewish, nor definitely G...
The scent of hyacinths, like a pale mist, lies between me and my book; And the South Wind, washing through the room, Makes the candles quiver. My nerves sting at a spatter of rain on the shutter, And I am uneasy with the thrusting of green shoots Out...
Dear Heavenly Father, We pray for those who are living silence, locked in the room of depression to where they are taking their own lives. This is the enemy trying to take souls away before they can hear "The Word" and accept it. We pray for a breakt...
Ah man. I remember the days of lying to my mother about a boy. Once I had a boy hidden in the closet and of course Mom wouldn't leave, so I finally had to pretend to get sick to my stomach just to get her out of the room long enough for him to climb ...
Regard yourself as a small corporation of one. Take yourself off on team-building exercises (long walks). Hold a Christmas party every year at which you stand in the corner of your writing room, shouting very loudly to yourself while drinking a bottl...
For the taking of revenge, a man locks himself up alone and thinks. His stomach must be empty for his head to be full. Vengeance comes a little from the heart and a lot from the mind; one must take oneself apart from the noise of men and of things, e...
Keisha Blake, whose celebrated will and focus did not leave her much room for angst, watched her friend ascend to the top deck in her new panda-eyed makeup and had a mauvais quart d'heure, wondering whether she herself had any personality at all or w...
...we've told men for so long that we're equal, we can open our own doors, carry our own bags, pay our own way, that now they're afraid to offer in case we accuse them of sex discrimination. If you were a man would you buy a woman underwear? I wouldn...
I have a feeling that we've seen the dismantling of civilisation, brick by brick, and now we're looking into the void. We thought that we were liberating people from oppressive cultural circumstances, but we were, in fact, taking something away from ...
All of a sudden, life became too much to bear. Just like that, for no particular reason. Because there was a child’s corpse in the fridge on rue Parthenais. Because I had to start all over again from scratch, one more time. Because I had rolled my ...
Feel free to check out the hotel and talk to the staff," he said slipping out of bed. "And I'm happy to give you an up-close look at what we're doing." When she didn't answer, he glanced over his shoulder. Then cleared his throat. Her attention jumpe...
It was late morning when he woke and found the telephone beside his bed in the hotel tolling frantically, and remembered that he had left word to be called at eleven. Sloane was snoring heavily, his clothes in a pile by his bed. They dressed and ate ...
