Prem Kumar: Its getting hot in here. Jamal Malik: Are you nervous? Prem Kumar: [audience laughs] What? Am I nervous ? Its you whos in the hot seat, my friend! Jamal Malik: Yes, sorry.
[last lines] Dr. Alex Brulov: And remember what I say - any husband of Constance is a husband of mine, so to speak. John Ballantine: [laughing] All right! Goodbye; good luck! Dr. Alex Brulov: Good bye!
[last lines] Dr. Josiah Boone: Well, they're saved from the blessings of civilization. Marshal Curly Wilcox: Yeah. [laughs] Marshal Curly Wilcox: Doc, I'll buy you a drink. Dr. Josiah Boone: Just one.
Kim Pine: Believe it or not I used to date Scott in high school. Ramona V. Flowers: Oh? Do you have any embarrassing stories? Kim Pine: [laughs sarcastically] Yeah... he's an idiot!
Begbie: [In Renton's head, under his bedsheets] Well, this is a good fucking laugh, ain't it? You sweat that shite out of your system. 'Cause if I come back and it's still here... I'll fucking kick it out. Okay?
Marty: He's askin' about Alabama. Drexl Spivey: Where the fuck is that bitch? Clarence Worley: She's with me. Drexl Spivey: Who the fuck are you? Clarence Worley: I'm her husband. Drexl Spivey: [laughs] Well, that makes us practically related.
Clifford Worley: 'Cause you, you're part eggplant. [all laugh] Vincenzo Coccotti: Ohhh! Clifford Worley: Huh? Hey! Hey! Hey! [motioning with his hand three times] Vincenzo Coccotti: You're a cantaloupe. [shoots Cliff in the face]
[Rose is telling the story of how she and Jack met] Lewis Bodine: Wait a second. You were going to kill youself by jumping off of the Titanic? [laughing hysterically] Lewis Bodine: All you had to do was wait two days!
Record Company Executive: [talking about the Opry] He's been banned for smashing out the footlights. Record Company Executive: If he smashes out lights at Folsom, they're gonna keep him there. Johnny Cash: [laughing]
George: Did you really think I was going to kill you, Martha? Martha: You, kill me? That's a laugh. George: Well now, I might some day. Martha: Fat chance.
I want every idea I have to make me money. I want every post I write to have 10,000 Facebook likes. I want every talk I give to have people laughing at all the right jokes. I want everyone to like me all the time.
I read in the papers how much I'm earning and fall about laughing because I'm sure it's not that much; otherwise, I'd have an enormous boat. I'm literally not the slightest bit interested in money. I just don't pay any attention to money; it's rather...
When I was a teen, I was never really into the captain of the football team or the student body president. The guys I liked were quirky and different: They listened to music I'd never heard of, never had lunch or gas money, and could always make you ...
I'm a geophysicist and all my earth science books when I was a student, I had to give the wrong answer to get an A. We used to ridicule continental drift. It was something we laughed at. We learned of Marshall Kay's geosynclinal cycle, which is a bun...
Any talk of 'craft' makes me laugh. My music looks outward; it does not gaze upon itself in admiration. Artisanal is for cheesemakers. I don't know anything about music theory. Every time I approach my guitar, it's like the first time. There's no cra...
You don't know what a rough crowd is. If all I have to do is go make people laugh, that's nothing. Let me tell you what a tough crowd is. A tough crowd is going to a morning service and you got six people there and you gotta pat your house payment. T...
My mom's brother was gay, and he actually passed away from AIDS when I was 13. He was quite a character, but he also worked at the electrical plant, so he was this complicated guy with a big laugh who would wear a trucker hat and do impressions. He w...
I think romance is a tool, comedy is a tool and drama is a tool. I really just want to tell stories that challenge the viewer, move people, make you laugh, perhaps push an idea about being open-minded but never settle on a genre or an opinion. I hate...
Mère Emma: Shall we toast? [pauses] Mère Emma: To love. Emma: [laughing] To love. Adèle: To love. Mère Emma: Welcome Adèle. Adèle: Big words. To love. Mère Emma: Yes, to love, my love.
Thomas Leroy: And you enjoy making love? Nina: [surprised] Excuse me? Thomas Leroy: Oh come on, sex! Do you enjoy it? [Nina nervously laughs] Thomas Leroy: Well, we need to be able to talk about this.
One day, a musician asked me what I did. When I told him I was to be a businessman, he laughed and said, 'You are not a businessman.' Sometimes all it takes is one person to put an important thought in your head, and he did.
