General "Buck" Turgidson: If the pilot's good, see, I mean if he's reeeally sharp, he can barrel that baby in so low... oh you oughta see it sometime. It's a sight. A big plane like a '52... varrrooom! Its jet exhaust... frying chickens in the barnya...
Tony Montana: Hey baby what is your problem? Huh, you got a problem? You're good looking, you got a beautiful body, beautiful legs, beautiful face, all these guys in love with you. Only you got a look in your eye like you haven't been fucked in a yea...
Carl Fredricksen: I can't tell where we are. Russell: Oh, we're in South America, all right. It was a cinch with my Wilderness Explorer GPS. Carl Fredricksen: GP what? Russell: My dad gave it to me; it shows exactly where we are on the planet! [runs ...
[Ralph returns to Vanellope with the fixed go-kart] Wreck-It Ralph: I know, I know, I know. I'm an idiot. Vanellope von Schweetz: And? Wreck-It Ralph: A real numb-skull? Vanellope von Schweetz: And? Wreck-It Ralph: A selfish diaper-baby. Vanellope vo...
Ben Bradlee: How much can you tell me about Deep Throat? Bob Woodward: How much do you need to know? Ben Bradlee: Do you trust him? Bob Woodward: Yeah. Ben Bradlee: I can't do the reporting for my reporters, which means I have to trust them. And I ha...
Dr. Fritz Lehman: Well, the love impulse in men very frequently reveals itself in terms of conflict. Susan Vance: [Excitedly] The love impulse! Dr. Fritz Lehman: Without my knowing anything about it, my rough guess would be, that he has a fixation on...
Susan Vance: [Susan realizes that she has torn the back of her dress] Don't just stand there. Do something! Do something! Oh my goodness! Well, get behind me. David Huxley: I *am* behind you. Susan Vance: Well, get closer. David Huxley: I can't *get*...
Susan Vance: [Susan is pretending to be a gun moll who is turning on supposed mobster partner David Bone by exposing his supposed alias to Constable Slocum] You mean to say you don't remember 'Jerry the Nipper' ? David Huxley: Constable she's making ...
Marty McFly: [showing the two boys how to play the shoot 'em up video game] I'll show you, kid. I'm a crack shot at this. [shoots a perfect score with the electronic gun] Video Game Boy #1: You mean you have to use your hands? Video Game Boy #2: That...
I was afraid, sheer afraid, and wondered at myself. You see, I've no more pluck than any man of my inches but I'd been about a good bit. I'd seen adventure and heard other fellows talk it over, and I knew you're pretty sure to get out of everything w...
New Zealanders can be a little hostile.
I'm not drunk, just a little stoned.
I like poems that are little games.
I have very little patience with children.
There is no seamen in the world who prefers a slow ship to a fast one. The painters painted better, the cooks took a little more time with the meals, and the technicians tightened the bolts just a little more. Their ship was no longer a cripple, and ...
I have a strange illusion quite often. I think I've become deaf. I have to make a little noise to prove I'm not. I clear my throat to show myself that everything is normal. It's like the little Japanese girl they found in the ruins of Hiroshima. Ever...
Well, you may abuse me, be angry with me if you like," Porfiry Petrovitch began again, "but I can't resist. Allow me one little question (I know I am troubling you). There is just one little notion I want to express, simply that I may not forget it.
It's my experience that most folk who ride trains could care less where they're going. For them it's the journey itself and the people they meet along the way. You see, at every stop this train makes, a little bit of America, a little bit of your cou...
She wasted and grew so thin that she no longer was a little girl, but the shadow of a little girl. The flame of her life flickered so faintly that it appeared sufficient to blow at it to extinguish it. Stas understood that death did not have to wait ...
It is the life-affirming genius of baseball that the short can pummel the tall, the rotund can make fools of the sleek, and no matter how far down you find yourself in the bottom of the ninth you can always pull out a miracle.
I have to find a place to hide An island in the sea Surrounded by a racing tide Where I can live with me
