Mayor Tilman: [talking to a reporter] If the entire Secret Service couldn't protect the President of the United States, how the HELL are *we* supposed to protect a few negroes! It is nothing more than some poor white trash drinking too much cheap alc...
If I weren't so screwed up, I would've sold my soul a long time ago for a handsome man who made me feel pretty or who could at least treat me to a Millionaire's Martini. Instead I lingered over a watered down Sparkling Apple and felt sorry about what...
Chris, soap people are like us-they seldom go outdoors. And when they do, we only hear about it, never see it. They loll about in living rooms, bedrooms, sit in the kitchens and sip coffee or stand up and drink martinis-but never, never go outside be...
The congregation at my church felt that our pastor was spending our tithing poorly. So I took it upon myself to divert the collection money to an offshore bank account of mine, while I sipped martinis on the shore with bikini-clad women. By removing ...
For as long as I can remember, my father saved. He saves money, he saves disfigured sticks that resemble disfigured celebrities, and most of all, he saves food. Cherry tomatoes, sausage biscuits, the olives plucked from other people's martinis --he h...
There were elements of Mad Men at Newsweek, except that unlike the natty advertising types, journalists were notorious slobs and our two- and three-martini lunches were out of the office, not in...Kevin Buckley, who was hired in 1963, described the N...
Taber: [Taber is picking on Harding as he plays Monopoly with Martini] [pushing his back] Taber: Come on, Harding. Play the game. Play it! Harding: I am playing the game! Stop bothering me! I can't concentrate! Taber: [pushing him again] Play the gam...
James Bond: Dry Martini. Bartender: Oui, monsieur. James Bond: Wait... three measures of Gordon's; one of vodka; half a measure of Kina Lillet. Shake it over ice, and add a thin slice of lemon peel. Bartender: Yes, sir. Tomelli: You know, I'll have o...
Ian colgó el teléfono y me besó. Me apretó más fuerte contra su cuerpo y con su mano libre me tomó del cuello, sin ninguna prisa. Sus labios jugaron con los míos, su lengua paseaba con ligereza por mi boca, suavemente metió su mano bajo mi su...
Hey, have you heard that one about the difference between me, Wit, and my loutish cousin, Hilarity? No? Okay, so I walk into a bar, you see, very unassuming, and order a martini. Then the bartender, Hilarity, hauls off and squirts me in the face with...
[first lines] Mr. Emil Gower: I owe everything to George Bailey. Help him, dear Father. Giuseppe Martini: Joseph, Jesus and Mary. Help my friend, Mr. Bailey. Ma Bailey: Help my son, George, tonight. Bert: He never thinks about himself, God, that's wh...
Man at Bar: Why do you drink so much? Please go home, Mr. Bailey. Mr. Welch: [sitting right beside George] Bailey? Which Bailey? Giuseppe Martini: This is Mr. George Bailey. [Mr. Welch angrily pulls George Bailey up to his face by the lapels with one...
Frank Burns: What's that? Duke Forrest: That's a martin-eye, Frank. Hawkeye Pierce: Finest kind. We're training Ho Jon to be a bartender. Would you care to embribe, sir? Frank Burns: I don't drink. Hawkeye Pierce: Jesus Christ, I think he means it. D...
Honouring the youth of their town they provided a décor that a £20-a-Martini fleecing parlour could not have amortized. They had bought eighty low Alvar Aalto stools for the alcove and coctail bar seating. Also, twenty tall numbers in the same bent...
—No, para ser sincero, no estoy bien. —su mirada era tan intensa que me paralizó—. Soy un hombre de más de 30 años, un ejecutivo exitoso, tengo muchas personas a mi cargo y estoy frente a ti nervioso y titubeando, no se supone que me sienta ...
Never love a wild thing, Mr. Bell,' Holly advised him. 'That was Doc's mistake. He was always lugging home wild things. A hawk with a hurt wing. One time it was a full-grown bobcat with a broken leg. But you can't give your heart to a wild thing: the...
Wreck-It Ralph: [enters the empty penthouse] Hello? Felix? Mary? Anyone? Gene: [pouring himself a martini at the bar] Well, you actually went and did it. Wreck-It Ralph: Gene, where is everybody? Gene: They're gone. After Felix went looking for you a...
