The Iraq war was fought by one-half of one percent of us. And unless we were part of that small group or had a relative who was, we went about our lives as usual most of the time: no draft, no new taxes, no changes. Not so for the small group who fou...
John Carter was also one of our first recognizable superhumans and there is little doubt that his extraordinary physical feats inspired Superman's creators. Remember: before Superman could fly or turn back time, he was nothing less than an earthbound...
Even with only two people on board, where maintenance is a large piece of our working day, we still have time to do scientific research. We have to be ready to support those Shuttle visits in a lot of different ways.
When I go there to Afghanistan or Pakistan, the question both asked - and if it's not asked, implied - is, 'Are you staying this time?' because we left last time, in 1989 in Afghanistan, and we sanctioned Pakistan from 1990 to 2002. So I think it's a...
The NYPD has too urgent a mission and too few officers for us to waste time and resources on broad, unfocused surveillance. We have a responsibility to protect New Yorkers from violent crime or another terrorist attack - and we uphold the law in doin...
Americans who read the papers or watch Jay Leno have been aware for some time now that there is a slim but real possibility - about 1 in 45,000 - that an 850-foot-long asteroid called Apophis could strike Earth with catastrophic consequences on April...
When I sit at my table to write, I never know what it's going to be until I'm under way. I trust in inspiration, which sometimes comes and sometimes doesn't. But I don't sit back waiting for it. I work every day.
John McClane: Listen, you fail I cover your ass. I fail you cover my ass! Zeus Carver: And if we both fail? John McClane: Then we're both fucked!
[McClane removes his shirt and pants] John McClane: You know, you're the first woman since Holly to see me do this. Connie Kowalski: I'm honored. John McClane: Yeah, so was she.
Zeus: So what's up with this L.A. thing? You famous or something? John McClane: Yeah, for about five minutes. Zeus: Don't tell me. Rodney King, right? John McClane: Fuck you.
John McClane: Why me? What does he got to do with me? Inspector Cobb: I have no idea, he just said it had to be you. John McClane: It's nice to be needed.
John Preston: There's no war. No murder. Partridge: What is it you think we do? John Preston: No. You've been with me, you've seen how it can be - the jealousy, rage. Partridge: A heavy cost. I pay it gladly. [Reaches for his gun]
John F. Kennedy: Congratulations, how do you feel? Forrest Gump: I gotta pee. John F. Kennedy: [turning to camera] I believe he said he had to go pee. Heh heh.
Altaira: [swimming in a pool] Come on in. Commander John J. Adams: I didn't bring my bathing suit. Altaira: What's a bathing suit? Commander John J. Adams: [quickly turning his back] Oh, murder!
John Coffey: Boss? I gots to speak with you now, Boss. Paul Edgecomb: [prostrate on the floor after being hit in the groin] This is not a good time, John Coffey. Not a good time at all.
Dr. Will Gruber: We will die, you will live. Will you come to my funeral, John. Sandy: You've gone too far, John didn't ask to be what he is. Dr. Will Gruber: And we did not ask to hear about it...
Dr. Will Gruber: So, you're a caveman? John Oldman: Yes, uh... I *was* a cro-magnon, I think. Dr. Will Gruber: You don't know if you're a caveman or not? John Oldman: [half laughs] No, I'm sure about that.
Teddy: You know how many towns, how many guys called James G? Or John G? Shit, Leonard, I'm a fuckin' John G. Leonard Shelby: Your name's Teddy. Teddy: My *mother* calls me Teddy.
Dr. Iris Hineman: Find the minority report. John Anderton: How do I even know which one has it? Dr. Iris Hineman: It's always in the more gifted of the three. John Anderton: Which one is it? Dr. Iris Hineman: The female.
John T. Chance: Stumpy? Stumpy: Yeah? John T. Chance: Going over to the hotel for a few minutes. Stumpy: Well, if'n ya don't come back, me 'n' Joe'll have us a good cry.
John Mason: You must see a certain pattern emerging here... Alexander Solzenhitsyn... Agent Paxton: Yeah, I heard of him. Didn't he play hockey for the fucking Red Wings? John Mason: That's the chap.
