Zé Pequeno: Can you read? Gang Member: I can read only the pictures.
Mr. Wall: No more Mr. Quick. Mr. Quick, dead, yes. Stranger: Poor, poor Mr. Quick.
[Alicia and Devlin meet on a bench in the city] Devlin: What's new? Alicia: Oh, nothing. What's new with you? Devlin: Nothing.
Klump: I can only express puzzlement, which borders on alarm.
Yellow Bastard: [on the phone] And it'd better be perfect or I'm gonna call my dad!
Dwight: First, we gotta rescue Gail. Then comes the kill. The big, fat kill.
Wendy: Kill em' for me Marv. Kill 'em good. Marv: I won't let you down, Goldie.
Marv: [shows up at Lucille's apartment heavily bandaged] It's okay, Lucille. I was just grazed.
Dwight: A hardtop, with a decent engine. And make sure it's got a big trunk!
London changes because of money. It's real estate. If they can build some offices or expensive apartments they will, it's money that changes everything in a city.
The older I get and the longer I live in New York City, the more I have the desire to go elsewhere and be surrounded by nature.
I used to be such a militant city-ist, but more and more I've seen forests and nature and oceans, and I don't know any more if this is the awesomest way to live.
The success of 'The Fighter' made it a lot easier to get 'Broken City' green-lit. And the buzz about 'The Fighter' also made it a lot easier to get 'Contraband' green-lit.
With every record I put out, I got a bit more success, a bigger following in cities I would play in, and occasionally a bit of radio play.
The Oklahoma City bombing was simple technology, horribly used. The problem is not technology. The problem is the person or persons using it.
My husband hailed from Dagenham; he's an Essex boy. Me myself, I come from Derry City in the northwest of Ireland, so we love to get back.
I love the creativity of New York, but I don't enjoy the city - I don't like living here.
You'll find little schools of musicians experimenting with different ways of making music in Brooklyn, all through Manhattan, in Queens, in Jersey, you know? The city is still bubbling with creativity.
I like going to New York. I like the galleries and the theatre and the restaurants and bars and music. I think that city is more alive than Los Angeles.
A city with one newspaper, or with a morning and an evening paper under one ownership, is like a man with one eye, and often the eye is glass.
Not houses finely roofed or the stones of walls well builded, nay nor canals and dockyards make the city, but men able to use their opportunity.
