Jin: What's your name? Mei: Mei Jin: Mei? Jin: Every girl here is named after a flower. Why is yours so plain? Mei: I don't want to compete with those others girls. The flowers here can hardly be called flowers. Real flowers bloom in the wilderness.
Nadi: I am tired. Behrani: Soon we will return to the flowers of Isfahan... the mosques of Qom... and to the fine hotels of old Tehran. I have taken us so far off our course. But now it is time to return. It is time for us to go home, to our destiny.
Fred Madison: I had a dream about you last night. Renee Madison: Yeah? What was it about? Fred Madison: You were in the house, calling my name, but I couldn't find you. Then there you were, lying in bed... but it wasn't you. It looked like you, but i...
Robin: I wish you'd talk to him. He needs a man. Peter Kimball: His father's a man. Robin: A man he respects. Peter Kimball: He respects nothing. Sam: [Sam just then comes into the room] Thanks for talking about me behind my back. It's useful in cour...
George: You're a great architect, and a miserable human being. [Proceeds to smash one of his architectural models to bits] Bryan Burke: [Angrily, holding the shattered model in his hands] You're not even a fucking architect, and you're a miserable hu...
[extended version, the Houses of Healing] Eowyn: The city has fallen silent. There is no warmth left in the sun. Faramir: [approaching her] It is only the damp of the first spring rain. [Eowyn looks up at him] Faramir: I do not believe this darkness ...
Renato Amoroso: Signora Malena, a more capable person than me... wrote that the only true love is unrequited love. Now I understand why. It's been so long since you last came out of your house. But the longer we are apart, the stronger my love become...
Macaulay Connor: [calling outside his house] C.K. Dexter Haven! Oh, C.K. Dexter Haven! C. K. Dexter Haven: [coming to the door in his pajamas] What's up? Macaulay Connor: You are. C. K. Dexter Haven: I only hope it's worth it. Come in.
Uncle Charlie: How was church, Charlie? Did you count the house? Turn anybody away? Young Charlie: No. Room enough for everyone. Uncle Charlie: Well, I'm glad to hear that. The show's been running such a long time, I thought maybe attendance might be...
Will Munny: All right, I'm coming out. Any man I see out there, I'm gonna shoot him. Any sumbitch takes a shot at me, I'm not only gonna kill him, but I'm gonna kill his wife, all his friends, and burn his damn house down.
Ray Cash: Mister big shot, mister pill poppin' rock star. Who are you to judge, you ain't got nothin', big empty house, nothin', children you don't see, nothin', big ol' expensive tractor stuck in the mud, nothin'.
I have way too many hobbies. I play guitar, and my buddies and I record music in a studio in my house. I have a couple of vintage Jeeps I'm always working on, fixing up. And I ride horses - I grew up on a horse ranch - and play basketball. I need to ...
As a child growing up in a grey-skied Yorkshire village, I would occasionally happen upon a Bollywood movie on the television. After a few minutes watching a bunch of sari-clad dancers cavorting on a Swiss mountain to tuneless music, I would switch o...
We hear the stories every day now: the father who puts on a suit every morning and leaves the house so his daughter doesn't know he lost his job, the recent college grad facing up to the painful reality that the only door that's open to her after fou...
The only reason I felt like I could sing a song like 'Blown Away' is because I have definitely lived through my fair share of trips to the cellar in the spring. We were no stranger to that. I still ask my mom, 'Is the cellar cleaned out now? Is every...
Before this DJ thing, I was hopelessly taking things apart to try to figure out how they worked. I'd go mess around with burned-out cars, with my mom's stereo - I was public enemy #1 in my house for that. So my mom noticed that I was interested in th...
Jennings: Teaching is just a way to pay the bills until I finish my novel. Boon: How long you been workin' on it? Jennings: Four and a half years. Pinto: It must be very good. Jennings: It's a piece of shit. Would anyone like to smoke some pot?
Simonides: Judah-Ben Hur! You've come back to us like a returning faith! Oh Judah, I should like to laugh again. Let us laugh! Judah Ben-Hur: We will laugh. Simonides: There will be joy again in this house! We will celebrate! Among the dust and cobwe...
Floyd Gondolli: This here's the future. Videotape tells the truth. Jack Horner: Wait a minute. You come into my house, my party, to tell me about the future? That the future is tape, videotape, and not film? That it's amateurs and not professionals? ...
We have parties at my house. My girlfriends and I play our iPods, with all of our favorite songs. We pick our songs and jump up on the counter and dance, and do runway stuff, and we take video with my camera. When I'm with my girlfriends, I act like ...
Those moments before a poem comes, when the heightened awareness comes over you, and you realize a poem is buried there somewhere, you prepare yourself. I run around, you know, kind of skipping around the house, marvelous elation. It’s as though I ...
