Alan Kligman, Esq.: Linda, stop. Now you take a moment, you breathe, and one thing at a time. Linda Partridge: Shut the fuck up. Alan Kligman, Esq.: You know what would help you, Linda? Linda Partridge: Shut the fuck up. Shut the fuck up. Alan Kligma...
Mr. Fox: [in a cellar with many of the other animal characters] Allright, let's start planning. Who knows shorthand? [Linda raises her hand] Mr. Fox: Great! Linda! Lutra Lutra - you got some dry paper? [she holds up some paper] Mr. Fox: Here we go. M...
Linda: This is not your house, Doyle. This is my house and I decide who goes and who stays. You got a house, why don't you get some of your girlfriends and go home to it? Doyle: You know better than to talk to me like that when I'm hurtin', Linda. Do...
Linda: Mr. Jacobs, it's Linda from Will's team. Something horrible has happened. Franklin is dead - from a viral infection. Steven Jacobs: What the hell are you talking about? Linda: He was exposed to the 113. It does something to people that it does...
At the end of the day I'm just Linda, and Linda is a single professional woman, and a lot of women can relate to what I talk about.
Doug MacRay: [knocks on the cash room door] In the cash room. Arnold Washton! You live at 311 Hazer Street in Quincy, with a wife named Linda and three small dogs. Do not make a distress call. Also in the cash room, Morton Previt. You live at 27 Coun...
Linda: Even now we have your darling Linda's soul, as she suffers in torment! Ash: You're going DOWN!
Linda: [the demon has possessed Linda] Yes! Your love was a lie! And now she burns in hell!
Doyle: You know what, by God? Linda: What? Doyle: I know what I oughta do tonight. Linda: Please don't. Doyle: Mmm-hmm. I'm gonna call up Morris and have him get the band together. We're gonna have a party. Party our asses off. I'd love to show them ...
Doyle: What am I supposed to do about supper while you're out runnin' around with that fag? Linda: You're not crippled, get in there and make it yourself. Doyle: Talkin' back and everything. That kinda makes me horny, Linda. Linda: Frank, maybe you b...
Linda McFly: [having "originally" - before Marty went back in time and altered the past - complained about not being very popular socially] If Paul calls, tell him I'm working late at the boutique tonight. Dave McFly: Linda, first of all, I'm not you...
If you're curious, London's an amazing place.
All of my marriages lasted seven years.
Michael: What kind of beer would you like? Linda: What? I don't know. I don't care. Any kind. Michael: I'll get you a Rolling Rock. Linda: Okay. Michael: It's a good beer, it's the best around.
Linda: This farmer, he had a big spread, and a lot of money. Whoever was sitting in a chair when he'd come around, why they'd stand up and give it to him. Linda: Wasn't no harm in him. You'd give him a flower, he'd keep it forever.
Linda: Frank's always after a father figure and Lord knows Doyle ain't one with his mean ass. Vaughan Cunningham: What about me? Linda: Frank doesn't really see you as a guy-guy. Vaughan Cunningham: Oh, and Karl's a guy-guy?
Linda McFly: Then how am I supposed to ever meet anybody? Lorraine Baines: Well, it'll just happen. Like the way I met your father. Linda McFly: That was so stupid! Grandpa hit him with the car. Lorraine Baines: [wistfully] It was meant to be.
Only amazing designers think of the truly new.
The lamb baa-ed vigorously as Mary dragged it into the manicure room, and Zel winced. She really should insist Julie come work, She could use the help, plus it would mean extra mother-daughter time--and, Zel thought wryly, I won't have to find a spar...
I've never been on a fad diet.
I'm a pretty organised traveller.
