Queen Mary: When I look at you I see nothing of the king, only that whore, your mother. My father never did anything so well as to cut off her head. Elizabeth: Your Majesty forgets he was also my father.
[while Marie de Salle is singing "Baby I Love Your Way"] Rob Gordon: I used to hate this song. Barry, Dick: Yeah. Rob Gordon: Now I kinda like it. Barry, Dick: Yeah.
Max Jerry Horovitz: When I was young, I invented an invisible friend called Mr Ravioli. My psychiatrist says I don't need him anymore, so he just sits in the corner and reads.
Mary Wilke: What are you thinking? Isaac Davis: I dunno, I was just thinking. There must be something wrong with me, because I've never had a relationship with a woman that's lasted longer than the one between Hitler and Eva Braun.
George Banks: I suggest you have this piano repaired. When I sit down to an instrument, I like to have it in tune. Mrs. Banks: But, George, you don't play. George Banks: Madam, that is entirely beside the point!
George Banks: [singing] A British bank is run with precision. A British home requires nothing less! Tradition, discipline, and rules must be the tools! Without them: disorder, catastrophe! Anarchy! In short, you have a ghastly mess!
Bert: Up where the smoke is all billowed and curled / 'Tween pavement and stars is the chimney sweep world / When there's hardly no day, nor hardly no night / There's things half in shadow and halfway in light / On the rooftops of London / Coo, what ...
Horseman: [saluting] View halloo! Horse: [also saluting] Oh, yes, definitely. A view halloo. Fox: View halloo? [the horseman blows his bugle and the others pursue the fox] Fox: Faith and begora, 'tis them Redcoats again!
Admiral Boom: Glorious day, Mr. Binnacle! Glorious! No one sleeps this morning. Put in a double charge of powder. Mr. Binnacle: A double charge? Aye aye sir! Admiral Boom: Shake things up a bit, what?
[Katie Nana is trying to leave] Katie Nanna: I said my say, and that's all I'll say. I've done with this house forever. Mrs. Clara Brill: Well, hip-hip-hooray! And don't stumble on the way out, dearie.
Toulouse-Lautrec: How do you do? My name is Henri Marie Raymond Toulouse-Lautrec Montfa. Christian: What? Toulouse-Lautrec: I'm terribly sorry about all this. We're just upstairs rehearsing a play. Christian: What?
Diana Christensen: By tomorrow, he'll have a 50 share, maybe even a 60. Howard Beale is processed instant God, and right now, it looks like he may just go over bigger than Mary Tyler Moore.
P.L. Travers: [On Walt Disney adapting Mary Poppins] I know what he's going to do to her. She'll be cavorting, and twinkling, careening towards a happy ending like a kamikaze.
Mary Morstan: It does seem a little far-fetched, though. Making all these grand assumptions based on such tiny details... Sherlock Holmes: Mm, that's not quite right, is it? In fact, the little details are by far the most important.
Avi: Eighty-six carats. Rosebud: Where? Avi: London. Rosebud: London? Avi: London. Avi's Colleague: London? Avi: Yes, London. You know: fish, chips, cup 'o tea, bad food, worse weather, Mary fucking Poppins... LONDON.
It could be that all awful dictators are frustrated artists - Mao with his poetry and Mussolini with his monuments. Stalin was once a journalistic hack, and I can personally testify to how frustrated they are. Pol Pot left a very edgy photo collectio...
Marie Curie is my hero. Few people have accomplished something so rare - changing science. And as hard as that is, she had to do it against the tide of the culture at the time - the prejudice against her as a foreigner, because she was born in Poland...
It feels silly to watch endless hours of winter sports every four years, when we never watch them any other time, and we don't even understand the rules, which doesn't stop us from scoring everyone, every run, every skate, every race.
On the radio there's only a certain amount of artists: Jay-Z, Beyonce, Kanye, T-Pain, Lil Wayne, T.I., Mary J Blige, Alicia Keys. Other artists are achieving things that are really special, they have a hard time getting people's attention. Music has ...
I write for a radio show that, no matter what, will go on the air Saturday at five o'clock central time. You learn to write toward that deadline, to let the adrenaline pick you up on Friday morning and carry you through, to cook up a monologue about ...
I get up in the morning and do a seven-minute yoga workout. I know the most likely time I'm going to do something is when I first get up, and I make it short because, like you, I don't really want to do that first thing in the morning.
