[after Captain Steele caught Sgt. Pilla imitating him] Steele: Quick word, Specialist. Dominick Pilla: Sir. [gives the middle finger to his fellow soldiers while walking with Steele] Steele: Tell me, Pilla. You understand why we have a chain of comma...
Skinhead: [throws Marty in the trunk of a car] That's for messing up my hair! Band Member: What the hell you doing to my car? 3-D: Hey, beat it, spook. This don't concern you. Marvin Berry: [four additional band members get out of the car] Who you ca...
Sam: Do you really think you'll be ready for opening tomorrow? Riggan: Yeah, yeah. Yeah, well, I mean, previews were pretty much a train-wreck. We can't seem to get through without a raging fire or a raging hard-on. I'm broke. I'm not sleeping like, ...
Biff Tannen: You're supposed to be in Switzerland, you little son of a bitch! Marty McFly: My father? Biff Tannen: Did you get kicked out of another boarding school? Damn it, Lorraine, do you know how much perfectly good dough I blow on this no-good ...
Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen: Smile, Marshall. After all, this *is* a party! Marshall Strickland: The only party I'll be smilin' at is the one that sees you at the end of a rope. Strickland's Deputy: Have fun. [Buford and his gang head toward the town fes...
Sheriff Ray Bledsoe: [to Butch and Sundance] You should have let yourself get killed a long time ago when you had the chance. See, you may be the biggest thing that ever hit this area, but you're still two-bit outlaws. I never met a soul more affable...
Walter Sobchak: Were you listening to The Dude's story, Donny? The Dude: Walter... Donny: What? Walter Sobchak: Were you listening to The Dude's story? Donny: I was bowling. Walter Sobchak: So you have no frame of reference here, Donny. You're like a...
[Judah, Esther, Miriam and Tirzah enter the city to find it deserted except for a blind beggar] Judah Ben-Hur: [to Blind Man] Why are the streets deserted? Blind Man: They have gone to the trial. Alms for the blind? Judah Ben-Hur: Trial? Whose trial?...
Centurion: There's a Jew outside. He wants to see the Tribune Messala. Messala: I assume he has a name. Centurion: [sneeringly] He says he's a prince, Prince Judah Ben-Hur. Messala: [loud and quickly] Then treat him like one! [quietly] Messala: Tell ...
Murron: You're going to teach me to read, then? William Wallace: Aye, if you'd like. Murron: Aye! William Wallace: In what language? Murron: Ah, you're showing off now. William Wallace: That's right. Are you impressed yet? Murron: No. Why? Should I b...
Nina: You put something in my drink. Lily: Yeah. Nina: And then you just took off in the morning? Lily: In the morning? Nina: Yeah, you slept over. Lily: [baffled] Um... no. Unless your name is Tom and you got a dick. Nina: But we... Lily: But we wha...
Stefan Vanderhoof: [discussing the calendar] We're not gonna sell, just give it out to friends. Scott Donlan: I think we should try to sell it. Stefan Vanderhoof: Really? Scott Donlan: Yeah. Stefan Vanderhoof: Well, if we could give the money to Shih...
We found Trent and pulled him off the leggy girl. “Trent, it’s time to get home before your parents realize we snuck out.” I said. “What?” he asked confusedly. “Plus the bouncer found out we were sixteen and he does not look happy.” Log...
We don't know predestined ways, or what future might behold, someone leaves,someone remains, and new things replace the old. We don't know a thing for sure, what's today,is there tomorrow? Yet,somehow we still endure, through those moments filled wit...
Melancholia is, I believe, a musical problem: a dissonance, a change in rhythm. While on the outside everything happens with the vertiginous rhythm of a cataract, on the inside is the exhausted adagio of drops of water falling from time to tired time...
Life is painful and messed up. It gets complicated at the worst of times, and sometimes you have no idea where to go or what to do. Lots of times people just let themselves get lost, dropping into a wide open, huge abyss. But that's why we have to ke...
As a perfume doth remain In the folds where it hath lain, So the thought of you, remaining Deeply folded in my brain, Will not leave me; all things leave me - You remain. Other thoughts may come and go, Other moments I may know That shall waft me, in...
Evidently neither cats nor dogs, nor other animals that listen to human music, were constituted for the appreciation of it, for it is not of the slightest use to them in the struggle for existence. Moreover, they and their organs of hearing were much...
Marriage I think For women Is the best of opiates. It kills the thoughts That think about the thoughts, It is the best of opiates. So said Maria. But too long in solitude she'd dwelt, And too long her thoughts had felt Their strength. So when the man...
An oak tree and a rosebush grew, Young and green together, Talking the talk of growing things- Wind and water and weather. And while the rosebush sweetly bloomed The oak tree grew so high That now it spoke of newer things- Eagles, mountain peaks and ...
It could be a thousand things, distractions, worries; but very often I think what keeps a writer from finding the words is that she grasps at them too soon, hurries, grabs. She doesn’t wait for the wave to come in and break. She wants to write beca...
