'The Underland Chronicles' is an unnecessary war for a very long time until it becomes a necessary war, because there have been all these points where people could have gotten off the train but they didn't; they just kept moving the violence forward ...
I was trained as journalist never to use the word 'I,' never to put my own opinion there. In fact, if you had a dollar or a euro for every time I use the word 'I,' you would be a poor person. But this is not true in general. I like the idea of being ...
Once I accidentally left my passport in Nice, France, when I was on my way to Prague. Upon arriving in Vienna, after taking an overnight, and being asked to present my travel documents and realizing I forgot them at the hotel, they kicked me off the ...
Randal Graves: We were just killing time with those classes! One semester we took Criminology, for Christ's sakes. What the fuck were we training to be, Batmen? [Jay and Silent Bob smile at each other]
Train Fireman: I'll tell you one thing for sure... I wouldn't trust no words written down on no piece of paper, especially from no Dickinson out in the town of Machine... you're just as likely to find your own grave.
Tuco: I would like to piss, it's rough. I've been shaking up in this train nearly ten hours now. Cpl. Wallace: You smell like a pig already. Let's try not to make things any worse.
Walter Burns: Hey, Duffy, listen. Is there any way we can stop the 4:00 train to Albany from leaving town? Duffy - Copy Editor: We might dynamite it. Walter Burns: Could we?
Peeta Mellark: Remember, Katniss, today's about making allies. [They enter the training Center which is mostly empty with the male Morphling vomiting] Katniss Everdeen: So far, I'm not overwhelmed by our choices.
Alonzo Mosely: Where's Jack Walsh? Train Porter: He got off with the other guy - - two or three stops ago. His real name's "Mosely". Alonzo Mosely: [shouting in a sudden frustrated outburst] I'M Mosely!
O'Dell: [after hearing train whistle coming towards wrecked track] I-It's abandoned. Uh, look at the rust. Caretta number two shut down in '51. [whistle blows again] O'Dell: Shit, shit!
Patton: This is where it pays off, the training and the discipline. No other outfit in the world could pull out of a winter battle, move a hundred miles, go into a major attack with no rest, no sleep, no hot food. God... God, I'm proud of these men!
Joe Oramas: Trains are really cool. Olivia Harris: They are. Finbar McBride: [smoking marijuana] So are horses. Joe Oramas: What? Finbar McBride: I was just thinking that. Joe Oramas: Give me the joint, man.
Captain Jean-Luc Picard: Mr. Worf, do you remember your zero G combat training? Lt. Commander Worf: I remember how it made me sick to my stomach.
[first words, handwritten, from English subtitles] Benjamín Esposito: He ran to the end of the train and watched as her figure, once gigantic, now shrank in his eyes, but grew more than ever in his heart.
[after Holmes's booby-trap drives back Moriarty's assassins on the train] Sherlock Holmes: That was no accident. It was by design. Now, do you need me to elaborate... or can we just crack on?
Blue: What you need, homey? Jake Hoyt: Crack. 20 bucks' worth. Blue: Crack? [looks at Alonzo] Blue: Smells like bacon in this muthafucka. What I look like, a sucka to you, nigga? Fuck you, rookie.
Alonzo Harris: [Explaining his orders to raid Roger's house] There's nothing I can do about it, you know, I'm just a lowly civil servant. Roger: Ehhh, you're their bitch!
Newscaster: A Los Angeles Police Department Narcotics officer was killed today serving a high-risk warrant near LAX. An LAPD spokesperson says that Detective Alonzo Harris is survived by his wife and four sons.
[Hoyt just smoked some weed] Alonzo Harris: When was the last time you smoked weed? Jake Hoyt: High school... We were... Alonzo Harris: Smoking weed. Jake Hoyt: Right. Alonzo Harris: Right.
[first lines] Private Edward P. Train: What's this war in the heart of nature? Why does nature vie with itself? The land contend with the sea? Is there an avenging power in nature? Not one power, but two?
Private Edward P. Train: [narrating] Oh, my soul, let me be in you now. Look out through my eyes, look out at the things you've made. All things shining.
