I left 'Saturday Night Live' without a film to go to, and I'd filmed 'Old School' while I was in my last season of the show, and that hadn't come out yet. I was a free agent, in a way, but I knew it was time to leave the show and test the water.
Fiction leaves us so much work to do, allows the individual so much input; you have to see, you have to hear, you have to taste the madeleine, and while you are seemingly passive in your chair, you have to travel.
Dante Hicks: No. I might be leaving early to go out with Caitlin. In which case, you're gonna have to lock up the store tonight. Randal Graves: All right, but you're missing out. Chicks with dicks!
Clark: Can I refill your eggnog for you? Get you something to eat? Drive you out to the middle of nowhere and leave you for dead? Eddie: Naw, I'm doing just fine, Clark.
Alabama trooper #1: [watching Daisy and Hoke leave after checking them out] An old nigger and an old Jew woman takin' off down the road together... that is one sorry sight!
Narrator: And then it was as if Dogville just waited. Even the wind dropped, leaving the town in an unfamiliar calm. As if somebody had put a large cheese dish cover over it, and created the kind of quietness that descends while you're awaiting visit...
[Lebel arrives at the Nice hotel, but finds the Jackal gone] Lebel: Very strange. He was booked in here for two days, then just after eleven he suddenly asks for his bill and leaves...
Billy Costigan: There was a cop leaving when I came in. Madolyn: How did you know he was a cop? Billy Costigan: Know, bad haircut, no dress sense, and, you know, a slight air of scumbag entitlement.
Jim: We'll have to leave the camp. Basie: That's the idea, Jim. First one side feeds you and the other side tries to get you killed, then it's turned around; it's all timing.
Terence Mann: I'm going to beat you with a crowbar until you leave. Ray Kinsella: You can't do that. Terence Mann: There are rules here? No, there are no rules here. [advances with crowbar] Ray Kinsella: You're a pacifist! Terence Mann: [stops] Shit.
Crush: Oh, it's awesome, Jellyman. The little dudes are just eggs, we leave 'em on a beach to hatch, and then, coo-coo-cachoo, they find their way back to the big ol' blue.
Olaf: You guys go and I'll distract him. [Kristoff and Anna leave, as do Olaf's feet and torso] Olaf: No, no! Not you guys! [Olaf's head falls to the ground] Olaf: This just got a lot more complicated.
Hazel Grace Lancaster: [before leaving for Amsterdam] OK lungs, you keep your shit together for one week. You got it? One more week.
Sipsey: It's all right, honey. Let her go. Let her go. You know, Miss Ruth was a lady. And a lady always knows when to leave.
Billy Batts: [under his breath after Tommy leaves the bar] I'll fuck him in his ass. I fucked kids like him in the can in the ass. Fuckin' trying to break up my party.
Colin: Afraid this tea's pathetic. Must have used these wretched leaves about twenty times. It's not that I mind so much. Tea without milk is so uncivilized.
Jake Fratelli: You know Sloth if you sit too close to the TV you're going hurt your eyes. Sloth: [grunting] Eh! Francis Fratelli: Jake leave him alone.
Tihulu: Commander! We have just detected an unidentified flying object approaching us, sir! Commander Logar: That's our planet, Jackass! We are approaching it! Who are you anyway? Kuna: Go away! Leave!
Vincent: It's funny, you work so hard, you do everything you can to get away from a place, and when you finally get your chance to leave, you find a reason to stay.
Frank McCallister: There's no way on earth we can make this plane. It leaves in 45 minutes. Peter McCallister: Think positive, Frank! Frank McCallister: You be positive. I'll be realistic.
Man On Train: I shall call the guard! Paul: Ah, but what? They don't take kindly to insults, you know. Let's go have some coffee and leave the kennel to Lassie!
