[Carlyle has asked to see Frost before he dies] Lt. Col. John Frost: Hello, Harry. Major Harry Carlyle: Hello. Johnny. Lt. Col. John Frost: You know, Harry; I always wanted to ask you, but didn't because I knew you so very much wanted me to and I did...
Andrew: You haven't told me who you are. Nina: I'm a dancer. Andrew: No, I meant your name. Nina: Oh, Nina. Tom: So are you two sisters? Nina: No. Lily: Yes! Blood sisters. Nina: We dance in the same company. Tom: Ah, ballerinas. No wonder you two lo...
Erica: Do you have any idea what time it is? Nina: [drunk] Uh... late? Erica: Where have you been? Nina: To the moon! Lily: And back. Erica: You've been drinking. Nina: Ding ding ding ding! Erica: What else? Nina: Huh? Erica: [raises voice] What else...
Tommy Nettle: No one speaks the fucking lingo out here. You can't say 'pass the biscuit' or 'where's me hand grenade?', they just shrug. Cause they hate us too. I mean, that's the point. We fight in France and the French fucking hate us. Make me Home...
Eddie Moscone: I'm goin' over to Chen Lu's for breakfast, I'll talk to you about it over there. Jack Walsh: Can I get my money first? Eddie Moscone: Of course. What, do you think I was gonna try to stiff you? Jack Walsh: You? Never. You would never t...
Most of the church landscape in my lifetime has been heavily invested in trying to do something for Jerry or Sherri or some other icon of unchurchness. The problem is that they have been only about themselves from the moment they could wail for their...
Jerry Langford: I'm sure you can understand. Doing the kind of show I'm doing, it's mind-boggling. There's so much stuff that comes down... you can't keep your head clear. And if that's the case, I'm wrong. You're right. I'm wrong. If I'm wrong, I ap...
Dr. Lester: Ah to be a young man again, eh, Schwartz? "laughs" maybe then Floris would care for me. Craig Schwartz: But the elderly have so much to offer, sir. they're our link with history. Dr. Lester: I don't want to be your goddamn link, damn you....
Carl Showalter: Who the fuck are you? [Wade doesn't answer] Carl Showalter: WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU? Wade Gustafson: I got your damn money. Now, where's my daughter? Carl Showalter: I am through fuckin' around here! Drop that fuckin' briefcase! Wade Gus...
Coach Boone: Lastik. I want you to tell me something about one of your black teammates. Louie Lastik: [shouts] Sir yes, Sir! I'm roomin' with Blue, sir! And I noticed that he wears that leopard-spotted underwear, Sir! Bikini-style, Sir! Coach Boone: ...
Jerry: Hi, Mister. Would you fill 'er up, please? Old Man: I got no gas. Kirk: What? You're all out of gas? Old Man: My tank's empty! Transport woun't be here until late this afteroon. Mayby not even 'til tomorrow morning. Franklin: Hey, do you know ...
