At 13, in my first year of Tonbridge, I went up for the part of Macbeth. I was up against the 17- and 18-year-olds, but for some reason I got the part. It made me incredibly unpopular with my peers, but it was the English and drama teachers who stepp...
My martial arts came a lot from my uncle, who actually taught martial arts through the military. He was a black belt in tae kwon do, but also, he used a lot of military-style fighting where it's not the high kicks or anything like that. It's basicall...
Before a show, you might have aches or pains, or it's a bad rainy day, or it's too humid. We all complain about stuff. But... how do I put this poetically? Once it's the roar of the crowd and the smell of the greasepaint, forget it. Once the adrenali...
Life's been one tough little shit, but there's a very obvious reason why she hasn't let me get too comfy, settle too long or sink too deep. She knows she has to kick me in the ass sometimes to get me moving on my journey.
[McClane and Targo are fighting] Mathias Targo: I see you all day, little man. Policeman. [Targo kicks McClane, who is on the ground] Mathias Targo: And you don't go away. John McClane: Yeah, I'm that fucking Energizer bunny.
Raoul Duke: With a bit of luck, his life was ruined forever. Always thinking that just behind some narrow door in all of his favorite bars, men in red woolen shirts are getting incredible kicks from things he'll never know.
[first lines] Title Cards: Note, any resemblance between Hynkle the Dictator and the Jewish Barber is purely co-incidental. Title Cards: This is a story of a period between two World Wars - an interim in which Insanity cut loose. Liberty took a nose ...
Cobb: All right, we continue on with the job, and we do it as fast as possible, and we get out using the kick, just like before. Eames: Forget it. We go any deeper, we just raise the stakes. I am sitting this one out on this level, boys.
[Charley Waite kicks Button off his horse. He falls into the river] Button: What you do that for? Charley Waite: Cheatin' at cards. Button: I apologized to you for that. [to Boss Spearman] Button: Eh, Boss? I apologized to him for that. Boss Spearman...
Samir: No, not again. I... why does it say paper jam when there is no paper jam? I swear to God, one of these days, I just kick this piece of shit out the window. Michael Bolton: You and me both, man. That thing is lucky I'm not armed. Samir: Piece o...
Rob Newhouse: Conjugal visits? Mmmm. Not that I know of. Y'know, minimum-security prison is no picnic. I have a client in there right now. He says the trick is: kick someone's ass the first day, or become someone's bitch. Then everything will be all ...
Max Fischer: What do you call getting a handjob from Mrs. Calloway in the back of her Jaguar? Magnus Buchan: A fucking lie. Max Fischer: You think I got kicked out because of just the aquarium? Nah, it was the handjob. And you know what else? It was ...
Omar Suarez: What's with this dishwasher, chico? [laughing] Omar Suarez: Don't he think we could've got some other space cadet to hit Rebenga cheaper, too? Fifty bucks. Tony Montana: Then why didn't you? And don't be callin' me no fuckin' dishwasher,...
Andy Dufresne: [reading letter from Brooks] "I doubt they'll kick up any fuss. Not for an old crook like me. PS: tell Heywood I'm sorry I put a knife to his throat. No hard feelings, Brooks." Red: [pause] He should've died in here.
Dr. John Watson: I'm on my honeymoon! [Watson kicks Holmes on the bum] Dr. John Watson: Why did you lead them here! Why did you involve us? Sherlock Holmes: They're not here for me they are here for you! Fortunately... so am I.
Vasquez: Look, man. I only need to know one thing: where they are. Drake: Go, Vasquez. Kick ass. Vasquez: Anytime, anywhere, man! Hudson: Right, right. Somebody said "alien" she thought they said "illegal alien" and signed up! Vasquez: Fuck you, man!...
Mannix: [Holding Peter in a half-nelson] Hey Porky, where's your little friend? Peter: [stammering] I don't know Mr. Mannix. Mannix: Yeah? well you better find him, or your big butt's mine! [kicks him in the ass as Peter runs away]
Lyle: [railroad workers are singing "I Get A Kick Out of You"] Hold it! Hold it! Hold it! What the hell is that shit? I meant a song. A real song. something like [singing] Lyle: Swing Low/ Sweet Chaaaariooooot [workers look confused] Lyle: Don't know...
You can live by biblical principles, and you can teach by those principles and still be a winner. So many coaches think you've got to kick your players in the rear end. You've got to cuss them out. You've got to hit them across the head. No. You don'...
The woman stared at the ruined body. Blood dripped from her arm. A fine spray of red covered her face --must've been cast off when she slammed down the cans. She wiped her face with her left forearm and kicked the stalker's corpse with her sneakered ...
She’d wanted Randall Parks from the moment her hormones kicked in. Her best friend, her guardian when things got rough, her knight in somewhat-rusted and dinged up armor—he wore many hats in her life and none more important than that of best frie...
