[last lines] Chingachgook: Great Spirit, Maker of All Life. A warrior goes to you swift and straight as an arrow shot into the sun. Welcome him and let him take his place at the council fire of my people. He is Uncas, my son. Tell them to be patient ...
Sara: [points her gun at the sugar cane field] Listen up, fucker! I have shot and buried three vagrants in the past year! So I don't care what hobo sob story you've got. I get a dozen a week, pal. It cuts no cash for me. But if you show your face her...
Ed: [after Ludwig has been shot with a cuff link dart, fallen off a building, run over by a bus, flattened by a steam roller, and trampled by a marching band] Oh, Frank! It's horrible. That's so horrible! Frank: [comforts Ed] I know, Ed. Ed: My fathe...
Will Turner: She goes free. Barbossa: What's in your head, boy? Will Turner: She goes free. Barbossa: You've only got one shot and we can't die. Jack Sparrow: Don't do anything stupid. Will Turner: You can't. [points gun at his own throat] Will Turne...
Pink: [singing] Are there any queers in the audience tonight? Get 'em up against the wall! That one in the spotlight, he don't look right! Get him up against the wall! And that one looks Jewish... and that one's a coon! Who let all this riff raff int...
John T. Chance: You're not as smart as your brother, Joe. He sees Stumpy here sittin' around the corner locked in with you... and if that isn't plain enough, I'll tell you why. If any trouble starts around this jail, before anybody can get to you you...
Oliver Larrabee: Now, I'm not saying that all Larrabees have been saints. There was a Thomas Larrabee who was hung for piracy, and there was a Benjamin Larrabee who was a slave trader, and there was my great-great uncle, Joshua Larrabee, who was shot...
Mr. Garrison: What is five times two? [No response from the class] Mr. Garrison: Now come on children, don't be shy, just give it your best shot. [Clive raises his hand] Clive: Twelve. Mr. Garrison: OK, now lets try to get an answer from someone who'...
[at McAlester's, Boots and Rooster are discussing the dead men; LaBoeuf walks up] Capt. Boots Finch: So this is the man shot Ned Pepper's horse from under him. Rooster Cogburn: Yeah! This is the famous horse killer from El Paso. He believes in puttin...
Sick Boy: [Sean Connery accent] Do you shee the beasht? Have you got it in your shights? Mark "Rent-boy" Renton: [aiming the pellet gun at a dog] Clear enough, Missh Moneypenny! This should preshent no shignificant problemsh! [shoots the dog which st...
Little Bill Daggett: Look son, being a good shot, being quick with a pistol, that don't do no harm, but it don't mean much next to being cool-headed. A man who will keep his head and not get rattled under fire, like as not, he'll kill ya. It ain't so...
Dave Kujan: Keaton was Keyser Söze! Verbal: Noo! Dave Kujan: The kind of man who can wrangle the wills of men like Hawkney and McManus. The kind of man who could engineer a police line-up, for all these years of contacts in NYPD. The kind of man who...
Luther: There he is! That's him! That's... the Warrior! He shot Cyrus! Cleon: Man, you crazy! I din't do nuthin'! Luther: We saw 'im! Cropsey, Rogue Lieutenant: Yeah, that's him. Luther: He's the one! He's the one! The Warriors did it! [starts chargi...
[deleted scene] Raven: [to Charles] I can hide, like you. But what about the ones who can't? I saw them in Vietnam. It's hard to hide your powers when you're getting shot at. The ones who couldn't hide, became lab rats for Trask!
Harell: Now he's saying the target building's actually a couple blocks down but if he's seen outside it he'll be shot. Garrison: I'll fucking shoot him myself a couple blocks down. Tell him I want his skinny ass parked in front of the damn building, ...
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...
[Oda has been shot multiple times by Kiriyama in the chest] Toshimori Oda: [laughing] Wow! I survived thanks to my great bullet-proof vest! [hears noise above and behind him and looks] Kazuo Kiriyama: [pulls a samurai sword from its scabbard and leap...
The average man has no central core of moral assurance, no spring within his breast, no inner strength to place him above the need for repeated psychological shots to give him the courage to go on living. He has become a parasite on the world, drawin...
Let’s not beat around the bush. Life is one great big wonderful but terrifying adventure. It can be as brutal as it is beautiful. There are no do-overs. We get a single shot to make it home. And guess what? We all wander and find ourselves lost fro...
I do not abuse players. I talk to myself; I abuse myself. It's my way of letting off steam. I do it after every century; I do not do it always. I keep telling myself: 'Improve, improve from the previous match, the previous shot. You can do it.'
Most of us spend all our working life dreaming of doing nothing, then when we end up doing nothing, we long for something. When we have neither longing, I think that is what they call living for the moment.
